Yay,** phouka**! {Wiki} I do not envy you, but every animal envies them the lives they’ve had with you, and for having an owner who knows when it’s time. What peedin said, about them not knowing death…I like that idea. It’s comforting.
Monies came in FINALLY, yay! And went right back out again in the form of bills, but I am ok with that.
Today Mouse becomes unmanned…or undogged…or unballed, anyway. Along with his mom and 2 of his littermates, we shall all pile into the puppymobile and make the trip to the vets, whereupon we shall leave the 4 hongry and thirsty doggies to all be spayed/neutered.
Mouse has been a sport; I know he’s been hungry, thirsty, but I’d swear he wouldn’t say shit if he had a mouthful. That’s because he’d just EAT it, but you get the drift. He doesn’t bark/whine when in pain either, really, but that doesn’t stop me from feeling badly for him already. I suppose we’re gonna have to do the cone of shame thing; I already have hamburger and rice I’m gonna make up for him. I’ll just make it into little balls as if I were going to make albondigas <minus any spices at all, of course> and feed him by hand while the cone’s on. Aww shucks.
If you get right down to it, pecan is most properly pronounced pee-kahn. Or do whatever you want as long as I have plenty of 'em, which I do. I have a friend with a pecan tree in his back yahd and in years when it produces lots and lots and lots of pecans, I get 'em all cause he does not want ‘em. Fool. Plus also, I attend church in the middle of a pecan grove. There’s actually someone who shakes the trees and gathers the nuts and splits the profits from the sale with the church but there’s always quite a few left just layin’ there and I ain’t too proud to go pickup pecans. I have this keeeyooote little contraption that I roll along the ground and pick 'em up. There’s a place that will crack ‘em for twenty cents a pound which is a great price. I don’t mind pickin’ 'em out but I hates to crack ‘em. Ok, that’s more postin’ about pee-kahns than one should ever post.
I also know all about pee cans. Folks used to use ‘em at night and in the mornin’ would ummm… “water” their collard and turnip patches. Should I have spoilered that?
This reminds me of the Bubster the other day. One minute he is downstairs barking at my grandparents because he wants to go outside, the next minute he has disappeared without a peep. Let me tell you how quickly a very large woman with a bad knee can make it down the stairs when she has to. We all called for him, looked for him everywhere because I was figuring that he’d had another seizure and was just lying somewhere. Nope. He was fine. He had gotten locked in my bathroom upstairs and never made a sound. :smack: All’s well that ends well, I guess.
Forgot to mention earlier that I get to wear my costume tomorrow!!!
Oh, **swampy, **I didn’t think anyone cared to see pics of my munchkins. I am one of those parents who hates to brag about their kids, because I fear nobody thinks they are as adorable or smart or interesting as I do!
Oooh, what costume is that, Sticky? And yeah, wish I could teach Mouse to bark when something is wrong. I mean, he barks when HE thinks something is wrong, but never when HE needs something…like going outside, or to be rid of tummy pain, or whatever. MrTao’s actually gone out of his way to TEACH him to bark when he plays with him, but it’s obvious Mouse can bark; he just doesn’t think his own needs are very important, poor little guy.
Yes, he’ll be babied for the next week or so. (And MrTao would say "Yeah, and that’s different from now, how?)
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Yesterday I got mail. From the state. Asking me to confirm by mail that I want to be on the list for prison health care clerical work. This is not an offer, more a letter of interest, but they typically don’t send them out unless they have a position/positions to fill. When I was at Calipat, I saw the medical gals every day, and they always encouraged me to go sign up for their work, 'cause it’s a little different than where I was. It’s inside the fence, it’s a lot more work and a lot less bullshit <which, believe it or not, suits me FINE!!!) and the hiring process is separate and has much more opportunity.
So tomorrow I shall bundle all my papers up and get them out into the mail.
This is of course ironic, as MrTao and I had made the final decision the day BEFORE to go ahead and drop the house and make the separate moves: him to his folks so he can save HIS money, me to mine so I can MAKE money.
So of course what’s going to happen is that I’m going to get to Idaho and get an offer. But it’ll be too late, and probably not worth coming back for, since it’s not permanent and subject to ending at any time.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA< NO!:eek:
We made them double check at the first US to make sure there is just one little bean growing in there. Two more and I think I would have had a serious nervous breakdown.
Kids (and puppies, and kitties, and all little critters) are naturally cute so we don’t load them on catapults and launch them into the next county when they have *those *days… It’s a fact! Look it up!!
Busy morning. Lunch has been ingested and I need to get back to doin’ what needs to be done. **FCD **should get here soon, I guess. His appointment was almost 2 hours ago, and the Dr is a bit over an hour from here. So unless he had a long wait, I should see his smiling face presently. Which means I should look busy when he gets here…
Tao, I am going to be a purple fork fairy. I have wings, a purple fairy-like skirt, black and purple tights, a fork headdress, and a fork and knife wand. (And, of course, my usual fork jewelry.)
I might actually get to wear my headdress to three events. We have a group activity in one of my classes and I may use it as my ‘thinking cap.’
This just in: the same professor that has been dallying about the summer stuff continues to dally. No, I haven’t talked to the dean yet because he did actually communicate with me 2 weeks ago. He hasn’t, however, communicated with the administrative folks in order to get things straightened out. The portfolio lady told me not to worry about my portfolio unless I got an email from him. I do not find this comforting. Of course I’m going to worry about it until it is actually fixed! They are all getting one more week and then I will talk to the dean, or associate dean, again.
Purple fork fairy! I keep reading it as purple PORK fairy, lol! Either way, it’s a blessed relief from the usual costumes and it sounds like fun!
I gave in and gave Mouse an ice cub in a bowl. He chases the cube around, gets a couple licks on his tongue is all. I just know he’s so thirsty.
And Flytrap, when we’re all in the car on the way there, that’s just what I’m going to imagine they’re all gonna be yappin’ about. ‘Tutoring! We’re getting tutored, whooohoooo!!!’
Apes the Mr. and you are cuties as well! How y’all doin’?
I’m nuttin’ if not an equal opportunity flirt.
N.O.L. has been ingested. I et the rest of the pot roast with some N.O.T. and carrots. I oudid myself on that pot roast. Tonight is chikin ‘n dumplin’s and green beans. I am usin’ tortillas cut in strips for dumplin’s and also makin’ some for real dumplin’s which are in reality little dough balls cause I lurves them little dough balls in chikin 'n dumplin’s. They’re a kinda comfort food.
(And MrTao would say "Yeah, and that’s different from now, how?) 
This is not an offer, more a letter of interest, but they typically don’t send them out unless they have a position/positions to fill. When I was at Calipat, I saw the medical gals every day, and they always encouraged me to go sign up for their work, 'cause it’s a little different than where I was. It’s inside the fence, it’s a lot more work and a lot less bullshit <which, believe it or not, suits me FINE!!!) and the hiring process is separate and has much more opportunity.
It’s a fact! Look it up!!
