The Kat House

I’ve always had more than my fair share of stress. In fact, I perform quite well under stress in my professional life. My personal life, however, is a very different story. When the stress level runs high, you’d be well advised to steer clear of me!

Over the past few years, I have worked hard to reduce the amount of stress in my life. I cut ties with overly needy friends. I eliminated unnecessary expenses. I paid off my debt. I started shopping online in order to avoid the crowded shopping malls. And my online shopping further reduced my financial stress when I discovered online coupon codes. Who would have imagined that you could save so much money just by entering a special code at checkout?

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I love to shop for my dogs, so I am particularly interested in coupons for Doctors Foster and Smith, 1-800-PetMeds, and PetSmart. And being the avid reader that I am, I can’t resist checking out the Books-A-Million coupons! Whether your motivation is stress reduction or just stretching your dollars, I have no doubt that you’ll find what you’re looking for at DealTaker.com too!

Meet Bosley, the newest member of my family. I adopted him just over a week ago.

I’ve had my eye on Bosley for months. He had been living with Molly and Roxy’s veterinarian since his owner passed away last year. As adorable as he is, you’d think it would have been easy to place him with a new owner, but don’t let this fella’s good looks fool ya. He greets everyone with angry growls, bared teeth, and the occasional bite to the ankle. I’m always up for a challenge, and I have yet to meet a dog I don’t like, so I took Bosley home.

Dr. Maples told me that Bosley is a very loving dog once he learns to trust you, and she suspected that after a few weeks or months, he’d be quite fond of me. I took him home last Friday evening, and less than 24 hours later, he was sitting in my lap while I watched TV, sleeping next to me in bed, and letting me carry him around! Since that time, he has grown very attached to me. In fact, he is sleeping in my lap as I type this post! He is such a loving little boy!

Bosley is getting along quite well with Molly and Roxy too, and for that, I’m very thankful. The three of them act as if they’ve known each other for years!

We are now faced with a new challenge. Bosley dislikes men with a passion. If he sees one from a distance, the growls start, and they get much worse as the man moves closer. Frank has his work cut out for him. As if being my boyfriend isn’t difficult enough, he now has to figure out how to befriend a bloodthirsty wolverine! Say a few prayers for Frankie!

At the ripe old age of 38, I have found my soul mate. You may be skeptical, especially considering that it was less than three weeks ago that I wrote a post about my ongoing search for him. Allow me to explain.

Frank came into my life in 2005. We went out a few times, but ultimately decided that we preferred to be friends. At that point in time, we just weren’t in the right frames of mind for anything more serious. So friends we became. Over the past six years, however, Frank has always been in the back of my mind – and sometimes in the front. There has always been that nagging question of “what if?” What if we had gone out just one more time? What if I had been more emotionally available?

2005

Frank moved to Hawaii a few years ago, and I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach when he did. That little glimmer of hope that I had held onto for so long seemed to dissipate. We did keep in touch through email and Facebook, and I still wondered “what if” from time to time, though it didn’t seem likely that we would ever have a second chance.

Imagine my surprise when he suddenly moved back to Knoxville a few months ago! I wish I could say that we ran toward each other in slow motion through a field of daisies, but it wasn’t that dramatic. We gradually started talking more and more, and the first time I threw out the idea of dating, he shot me down! But a couple of months later, he threw the idea onto the table. We’ve spent the past month really getting to know each other, and we have come to realize that we are perfect for one another. He is everything I could ever ask for in a man, and I trust him completely.

2011

Sometimes I take a step back and try to look at our situation from an outsider’s perspective. And when I do, I think all of this happened quickly. Perhaps too quickly. But then I remind myself that there was nothing quick about this. The romantic relationship evolved from a six year friendship. And of all the things I love about my Frankie, his friendship is and will always be at the top of the list.

Suppose you have an outfit that is in need of completion but you lack the right premiere jewelry to supplement it with. This is a situation that every woman comes across at some point in her life because fashion jewelry accessories grow outdated and boring after they have been worn enough. The result of such a situation is for the woman to seek and buy more current premiere jewelry. Here is how to select the right pieces.

1. Categorize: Premiere jewelry accessories, regardless of what type they are, need to be matched with the clothes that you have. This is why it is important that you categorize and organize your clothes in a proper manner. Once organized, you will find it much easier to pick fashion jewelry accessories for each individual piece or combinations.

2. Accessories: Unless you are overhauling your whole existing fashion jewelry collection, you will also need to organize them in a proper manner. This will allow you to spot gaps in your collection and particularly go about filling them. You can try to color coordinate everything if you wish to become more detailed.

3. Size: When you are actually going through the various types of premiere jewelry, you should pay attention to their sizes. Just looking at photographs is not enough because scale can get lost in 2D images. Hence, you should always keep an eye on the size of potential purchases.

4. Design: Sometimes, the design theme of the premiere jewelry piece can also create a match problem with certain clothes. For example, you will find it difficult to match contemporary designs with traditional dresses and vice versa. This can end up being a major problem because many women come across problems of not having something to wear for a special evening soiree because they own too many casual pieces or not having something for a picnic because everything they have is traditional.

Shopping for fashion jewelry accessories can be a very enlightening and enjoyable experience, but if you make the wrong purchase then everything can go sour in a minute. Hence, while you must not forget to have fun, you must also remember to make the right purchase with the help of the above mentioned tips.

I blog about a variety of topics here at The Kat House, but there has always been one that stands out above the rest – my ongoing search for true love. Though my romantic history is scattered with negative experiences and failed relationships, I keep moving forward and looking for my soul mate. Some say that I’m too romantic, too dreamy, and that I’m looking for something that doesn’t exist. But I believe in love. I believe that I deserve it in my life. I believe that I should both give and receive of it.

I will be the first to say that I’m not an easy person to love. I am incredibly independent and somewhat set in my ways. Past experiences have caused me to question the motives of most men and to hesitate in trusting them. I require more patience than the average woman, and I’ve found that patience is a rare commodity among the male population. I’ve always been honest about this need upfront, but that hasn’t changed the ending to the story. The guy says “I am more patient than anyone you have ever met!” and then he dumps me two weeks later because things weren’t progressing as quickly as he would have liked. The result has been a long string of dates with very few actual relationships thrown into the mix.

That being said, I’ve also been the one to bring the brakes to a screeching halt on a few occasions. When I get scared or feel pressured, it’s my natural reaction. When I notice undesirable qualities in the guy, or when it doesn’t appear that he and I are a good match, I let him go. I’m looking for something serious and long term. If it’s not headed in that direction, I’m just wasting my time – and his!

I may be a dreamer, but I am also realistic enough to know that there is no such thing as a perfect man. However, there is one out there who is perfect for me! And I won’t stop looking until I find him.

First and foremost, he is a Christian. He is romantic, loyal, caring, and generous. He loves animals and understands the bond that I have with my own pets. He is patient, understanding, and knows that the type of relationship we both desire will not occur overnight. He is in it for the long haul and won’t bail on me when the going gets tough. He loves horror movies and ghost shows, and he is willing to stay up late watching them with me. He is supportive and motivates me to do and be the best that I possibly can. He’s a working man, ambitious in his field, and he can carry on an intelligent conversation when the situation calls for it. He’d rather go out for pizza than to a four star restaurant. And he has a great sense of humor!

I am a hopeless romantic. I want nothing more than to find “the one” that God intended for me. The one who will love me, trust me, and be forever devoted to me. I want my heart to be overflowing with love for him. I want to hold him, comfort him, trust him, and cherish him. I want to fall in love with him every day for the rest of my life.

And so, I wait. A love like that is worth waiting for.

I met Rick Pietschman in 1997. He was the Controller for a national discount book store chain when I was hired into the accounting department. Though he was technically my boss, we became fast friends. I have so many fond memories of him.

I was obsessed with beanie babies back in those days. I’m not sure how I managed to get Rick to jump on the bandwagon with me, but he did. We would sometimes become privy to inside information about a new shipment of beanies, and we’d rush out during our lunch hour to see what we could score. Whereas I just thought beanies were cute and cuddly, Rick was convinced that they would one day make him rich!

Then there were the jokes. Rick got loads of them in his AOL inbox, and he would often share them with me. I still remember his laughter as he told me a not so clean joke about a guy who had taken a trip to Jamaica. The punch line was, “Welcome to Jamaica. Have a nice day!” I have to admit that the joke was hilarious, but Rick’s laughter made it all the better. We laughed so hard that day. The next day when I got to work, I found a slip of paper resting on my keyboard. It said simply, “Welcome to Jamaica. Have a nice day!”

In 1998, I was involved in a car accident on the way to work one morning. Though I wasn’t injured, I was incredibly upset and couldn’t stop crying. I called Rick to tell him what had happened and that I’d be late for work. Within minutes, he was at my side. I’m not sure if I ever told him how much that meant to me, but I have never forgotten it, and I never will.

The following year, I had the opportunity to be there for Rick. For some time, he had been treated unfairly by upper management. And when they terminated his employment one morning, I followed him out the door. Without a moment’s hesitation, I left my job behind. I still remember how incredibly touched he was at my show of friendship and loyalty.

I started a new job a few days later, and Rick moved back to his home state of Florida. We kept in touch by phone and email over the next six years. He often talked of moving back to Tennessee, but never found a suitable job here. The last conversation I had with him was in 2005. I wish I could remember more about it, but I remember only a few things. He was planning a visit to Tennessee and wanted to see me. And when I mentioned that I didn’t know if I’d recognize him, he said that he “still looked the same, but his waistline was bigger.” And then there was the laughter that Rick was so well known for. I will never forget that laugh.

For the past five years, Rick’s whereabouts have been a mystery to me. His phone was disconnected. My emails went unanswered. My Google searches were fruitless. I couldn’t even locate him on MySpace or Facebook. Until a couple of weeks ago. I did another Google search and came across a newspaper article that confirmed my worst fears. Rick was killed in a motorcycle accident in 2005.

Rick Pietschman didn’t get rich from his beanie baby investment, but he certainly enriched the lives of all those around him. He didn’t travel to Jamaica, at least not that I know of, but his laugh brought about many nice days. And today, as I mourn this incredible loss, it is my hope that Rick is resting peacefully with our Lord, and that he is aware of just how many lives he touched during his 49 years on this earth.

Goodbye, my friend. You were, are, and will always be, one of the closest friends I have ever known. I will love you always.

Yesterday marked the seven month anniversary of Cruella’s death, and there is still a huge hole in my heart. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you know just how important she was to me – and how important she always will be.

I’ve always had a difficult time forging friendships that last. If you were to look back over the years, my set of friends has changed as frequently as some people replace their toothbrushes. Boyfriends have been few and far between, and they have only stuck around for a few months at best. Months and even years have passed between visits with my own family members. My dogs have been the only constant. And though I love Molly and Roxy very much, no one will ever be able to hold a candle to Miss Cruella. She was my “heart dog” – the greatest blessing I have ever known. And though I always loved her with my whole heart, our bond became so much stronger during the last three years of her life. She developed several very serious health conditions that required a lot of care. And like any good parent, I did everything that I possibly could for her – until the moment she took her last breath. I always knew the day would come, but it came way too soon. Eight years with her was just not enough.

I have never known such love, companionship, and loyalty as that which Cruella showed me during our time together. And though the pain of losing her has been immense, I would endure it all again just to be able to see her one more time. The joy of having her in my life far outweighed the tragedy of losing her.

It is with tear stained eyes that I recount my fondest memories of her. She was always at my side. Even when I took a bath, she patiently waited by the tub. And on the occasions that I’d fall asleep while soaking, I would awaken to a lick on the nose. There were the many games of hide and seek. It was hard to control my laughter as I listened to her run from room to room searching for me. She was so persistent, never giving up until she had finally found me! Miss Cruella was something else!

I have often prayed that God would take away the pain of losing my best friend. But upon careful consideration, that’s not really what I want at all. I now realize that I have felt pain because I have loved. And because I have loved, I have lived.

Meet Roxy, the newest addition to my family! I adopted her just over two weeks ago, and in that short period of time, she has already found a very special place in my heart.

After suffering the loss of Cruella seven weeks ago, I was heartbroken, and my life felt empty. Adopting another dog was the furthest thing from my mind – until I realized that Molly was grieving perhaps more than I was. While I was at work, she was spending her hours all alone. She needed a companion.

After making a couple of unsuccessful trips to the shelters here in town, I found Roxy through PetFinder.com. I adopted her from a wonderful woman named Libby who was in the process of moving and wouldn’t be able to take Roxy with her. It worked out well for all involved. Roxy has a wonderful home with me. Molly has a new sister to play with. I have a new baby to love. And Libby can rest assured that Roxy is in good hands!

I am still incredibly sad that Cruella is no longer here with us, but it gets easier with each passing day. Whereas my thoughts of her were previously focused almost entirely on her final moments, I have begun to remember her as the amazing dog that she was – so loving and loyal until the very end.

I will never stop loving Cruella, but I am so happy to have Molly and Roxy in my life. I pray that they will be with me for many years to come.

The past month has been a difficult one. First, the company I had been working for announced that its Knoxville facility would be closing over the next few months. It wouldn’t have been so upsetting if I had hated my job, but I loved it. I had spent nine years giving my all to ensure the company’s success. I always thought that I’d retire from there.

Anyone who knows me knows that I don’t leave my life to chance. So, in true Tish fashion, I made a choice to find another job right away. And find another job I did. Despite a struggling economy, I had a great offer from a rapidly growing professional employer organization within two weeks. I gave a two week notice to my old employer and did my best to finish up as much work as I could before leaving.

A week after turning in my notice, I lost my sweet Cruella. It was by far the most traumatizing event I have experienced. God had entrusted me with her care for nearly eight years, and I never took that responsibility lightly. The last three years of her life had been tough – full of surgeries, medications, and numerous hospital stays. But I did all I could to keep her healthy and happy. And she did all she could to be there for her loving mommy. She was the greatest blessing I have ever known, and I will grieve her loss always.

I just finished my first week of work at the new company. Though I’m still in the same field, my position is much different from the last. I am enjoying it very much so far, but there is still so much to learn! I do hope that I’ll be able to contribute much to the company’s future success.

Molly is doing well, and I am so thankful to have her. She and I don’t have as close a bond as Cruella and I had, but I still love her very much. She is a good girl, and she misses her sister like crazy.

I feel like my entire life has changed over the course of the last five weeks – almost like one life has ended and another has begun. A guy in church told me that I’m writing the next chapter of my life, and I like that explanation much better. May this next chapter be full of life, love, and happiness!

I truly believe that she was sent to me directly from Heaven. She was my best friend, my loyal companion, my angel. The nearly eight years that we spent together were the best of my life, and I can’t imagine my days without her in them. Miss Cruella was a blessing in every way.

The past three years were difficult for us. Cruella battled and defeated cancer, peritonitis, Cushing’s Disease, and Addison’s Disease. She stayed strong and endured much. She valued the close bond that we shared, and she fought hard to preserve it.

A new and sudden illness presented itself on Tuesday. Cruella’s doctors worked feverishly to cure her, but in the end, there were no medical options. I went to the hospital on Thursday to pick her up and take her home, hopeful that we would have a few more days together. By that time, she had taken a turn for the worst. My heart was broken. I knew that she was clinging to life just to be able to see me one more time. So with a heart overflowing with love, and in the most selfless act of my life, I chose to let her go.

I have never known such a feeling of loss. My heart is empty, my eyes full of tears, and my world is forever changed. I pray that one day we will be together again. Until then, rest in peace my sweet, beautiful angel. If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever.