Kitty Cats

Hello Simba Cat and Sasha Kitten. Welcome to your new very pet friendly cat wandering about neighborhood.

Both of my boys like hanging on the front porch. The other night I had coffee at midnight out on the porch just enjoying the cool summer evening with my boys and B. Lovely.

Last week my neighbor told me her cat was missing so one day she left her door open in case her cat wandered back and she found the kitty in her laundry basket!

EXCEPT the kitty? Was Sasha Kitten…not her cat.

Although her kitty did come home a few days later.

Bad Sasha Kitten, sleeping in other people’s laundry baskets!

Dim Sum Buffalo

Dim Sum. EVERYDAY. Buffalo.

Jen loves Dim Sum. Didn’t know that Peking Garden existed until B took me there this weekend. So delicious.

Scallion Pancake and Sticky Rice. Mmmm.

Wheeee!

Playing Wii tonight.

The painting blob game makes me happy. May or may not be making my left thumb very happy though.  I might need to get renting some of the right handed only games. So many buttons!

Strange that B mentioned the game that he wanted to buy…was the game I bought someone else for his birthday a while back. Okami. Ah, boys will be boys.

What’s your favorite Wii game?

IRONY?

The universe is a cursed, evil, ironic jilted lover today.

I opened up the Awe-Manac and found It’s DECIDE TO BE MARRIED DAY?

I’m supposed to write an ode to deciding to be married?

Um, no that would be Mark not me. I’m guessing he is married by now, last Thursday he said he was going to South America to get married next week.

The universe is indeed my cursed, evil, ironic jilted lover today.

I’m writing an ODE to not getting married to someone who isn’t right for me instead. AND in the meantime…I think I’ll stop checking out this book for inspiration and start creating my own.

Extinct? Or OLD?

The other week I said out loud that I needed to go to a MAC machine. My adorable, fun, intelligent, sassy DECADE YOUNGER sidekick Mags said “MAC?”

Doh! OLD! Although they were all over Pa when I was in college…

Does anyone else out there ever say MAC machine instead of ATM?

Adore this suit!

Of course I would have to lose about 60 pounds to even think about fitting into this designers jacket. And then maybe get a breast reduction. But you know, cute!

Bad, so bad.

Weird. I just realized I was involing the MJ on Facebook yesterday afternoon during the storm…

Jennifer Smith DARKNESS FALLS ACROSS THE LAND (of downtown Buffalo) the two-o’clock hour is close at hand…

I suppose I’m supposed to write something  about Michael Jackson.

Hmmm. Do I go with funny?

How about other peoples funny?

Sources close to All Things Jennifer had the following words to say upon hearing about the passing  of Michael Jackson. (If you want the blog cred, let me know.)

“I wonder if Brenda heard that Michael Jackson Beat It…”
“I wonder if Weird Al is going to die of a fart attack?”

Yes, yes. Funny people I know and love.

I was running around the Buffalo Spree Best of WNY awards last night basking in my our glory over winning an award. When I texted my friends and family everyone said CONGRATS! And most people followed with ‘Did you hear Micheal Jackson died?” By that point I had heard it about 27 times and was on my um, something or other cocktail…

I’m still not really caught up with the media and press frenzy, but I will be later. And then I will write a more serious post.

Wait…BOY MAN.

Mystery surrounds Michael Jackson’s sudden death

“It’s so sad and shocking,” said former Beatle Paul McCartney. “I feel privileged to have hung out and worked with Michael. He was a massively talented boy man with a gentle soul. His music will be remembered forever.”

How else does one say it?

But Jackson’s reputation as a singer and dancer was overshadowed in recent years by his increasingly abnormal appearance, and bizarre lifestyle, which included his friendship with a chimp and a preference for the company of children.

There’s just something about those South American women…

And I thought my news last week was surreal.

Sanford Says He Will Repay State for Cost Of Trip to Argentina in Which He Met Lover

South Carolinians were reeling Thursday, voicing disbelief and disgust over Sanford’s adultery, his abandonment of the state, and his deception of his staff and the public about his whereabouts for a week.

Reeling is a word.

Neighborhoods

Since living in Buffalo I’ve been in a few different neighborhoods.

When I first moved, I lived in…wait for it…Williamsville. (GASP! Moi?) I know. Even worse? I lived in the big scary apartment complex across from North Campus of UB for two years. And then I dumped the dead weight roommate/boyfriend (who moved to Tonawanda) and discovered CITY living. And never looked back, obviously.

My first apartment was in an area of *North Buffalo* because it was considered *safe* or something. Actually I loved the apartment. Lived downstairs, three bedrooms all hardwood floors etc.  But not too soon after realizing that living on the other side of the Albright-Knox on Elmwood wasn’t my cup of tea…I moved to…

Allentown. Smack dab in the middle of the goodness of Allentown in that one block by Allen/Elmwood with all the funky colored houses. A two bedroom, upstairs porch. Love. Loved living in Allentown.

Moved to a single apartment up the street on North and realized Allentown was DANGEROUSLY close to the bars. Life was, was…busy.

So of course I moved back up Elmwood a little closer to the village (and Gates Circle) on Lafayette Ave. Walkable to a whole different world.

And from there? I moved to the other side of Richmond (Gasp! The West Side!) and lived on the corner of Baynes/Dorchester. Super close walk to Bidwell Park. Loved this place. Loved this neighborhood. Lower 3 bedroom with a porch and hardwood floors.

And now? I’m back in Allentown, West. Cottage District I think they call it? And I have to say so far…it’s trumped all the other neighborhoods I’ve lived in to date. Tis a little grittier, artyish, yet residential and up and coming. Very close to the action, but a world away tucked between gorgeous eclectic housing and anchored on the side by huge homes, a park and Kleinhans. I’m in love.