Back to our regularly scheduled comic relief.
The Redhead and I sometimes communicate via IM. Every now and again (ok, like everyday) we pop up on each other’s screens and discuss various random running nerdness. The other day she popped up and this exchange ensued:
Redhead: Samuelson to run NYC Marathon 25 years after LA
Redhead: Will this be us when we’re 50?
B.o.B.: Perhaps. God, I hope so!
Redhead: We’ll be tough old bats by then.*
B.o.B.: True. Hopefully we aren’t living together with 60 cats!
Redhead: Don’t get your hopes up, this could def be a reality. LOL!
B.o.B.: Yes, well then I’ll start picking out names. Fluffy, Kitty Kitty, Smokey, Meow-zers, George….
Oddly enough, last night at the hills I brought up how I would probably be a crotchety old cat lady. And (not really) oddly enough, a few others said they could see it. I mean, I do like cats, even though I don’t have one right now (the attack terrier Lloyd won’t stand for sharing my love). And I am slightly (ahem) eccentric.
As far as the crotchety is concerned, I would think all the running would keep one in a good mood. But then again, all those litter boxes could make one very grumpy. Also do crotchety old cat ladies like to run? I’ve never seen anyone jogging with their cat. I suppose I could find a few who were sprightly and name them Jamoosh and Nitmos.
Just some food for thought.
Here kitty kitty….
The Simpsons Crazy Cat Lady
*Before anyone gets offended we definitely do not think 50 is old. It was merely a reference to the woman mentioned in the article, who could kick our asses at a race. UPDATE: I just came across two of the most hilarious blog posts EVER. Please read here and here for even more laughs. I warn you not to drink anything while reading, lest it come out your nose.
Sometimes I think we should just post our IM's as blog entries because they are quite frigging hilarious. We'll always have each other boo! Oh and Jamoosh & Nitmos… Here kitty, kitty… 🙂 LOL! Great post! Totally need the comic relief!
LOL!! That was much needed comic relief! Ya know, I've never seen anyone jogging with their cats either. How is it that they have 9 lives if they never exercise?! 🙂
I think 50 might be a little young to be considered a Crotchety Old Cat Lady – then again I wouldn't put anything past you two…
I've never been a big cat person, but if I did ever get one I would name him Mr. Meow Meow.
You guys are too funny! I am sure you won't turn into cat ladies.
I always say this will be my friends and I too! I intend to take up 100 cats and start smoking if I'm still kicking it at 70! hehe 🙂
My housemate and I always joke that we are going to turn into crazy old single cat ladies. She has a cat, so she's one step ahead of me, lol.
I like the name meow-zers. that one's a keeper!
Thanks for keeping us entertained with your banter. 🙂
haha, you two are funny….i always tell my friend aimee that we are going to be red hat ladies:)
Heh, I am sure you could run with your cats… Though 50 of them might make it a dangerous operation.
While I do tend to tongue bathe myself, I doubt Nitmos would make a good cat name. That's more of a tiger name if you ask me.
LOL! Good point on not seeing Cat Ladies running. I once tried to dress my cat up in a cute outfit, so I think that officially qualifies me as a crazy cat lady… you have a ways to go!
Glad you enjoyed my "potty post" 🙂
Hey, I know how to crotchet … LOL!
All I need is the cats and I'll be the Crotchety Running Cat Lady … Oi vay!
Wow this post has perfect timing!
As you may or may not know I am a TV news anchor/reporter. I JUST covered a story about a cat lady who lived in a tiny apartment with some 40 cats. You do not want this:) I literally had to stop the interview– walk out of the house and puke. It was, by far, the most disgusting experience of my life!
Don't do it B.o.B.!!!!! 🙂
I so want to make a Nitmos/connotation for baby cat connection. Can I? Please???
I realize this may ban me from your blog, but the dots HAVE to be connected!
I work with an older woman (and by "older" I mean 55) and she is a crotchety old cat lady. She even has all six of her cats framed (in one of those cheap plastic cube frame things), and proudly displayed on her desk. Does she have any pictures of her husband/family? No. Just her cats.
Ha! Great post! I've seen your name come up on several of the blogs that I frequent and thought that I would check out your blog. You don't disappoing with the humor! Thanks for the laugh!
Too funny! Thanks for the laughs. 🙂
Hey hey hey! I resemble this blog!
Honestly – I used to think that 50 was old. But heck – the only thing I found out abut turning 50 was o to be FAT. I didn't even start running until I was 50. So there!
Getting old*er* is such a cool thing these days. I'm able to rub it into my parents (both in their 80's) all the time – you know you're old when your *kids* get their AARP membership cards! Ha ha!
I heard it best the other day – 50 is the new 30. I like to think we are all just aging gracefully!
Love your blog sweetie and I'm visiting from SITS. Great post and I laughed out loud for sure! Stop by when you have a chance…
my old running partner said we'd be old crotchety ladies but then she went and got married on me. so much for single-til-70! 🙂 there's hope for you yet 😉