There are no signs of mice or any other infestations in our outbuildings. We do have a whole bunch of stuff we will never use again and should be given away but hubs just can’t manage to let go. Oh well, we have plenty of room and the rodents aren’t chewing it up, so whatever.
I knew who won the stoopid bowl as soon as it was over. Not because I was watching the game, or any sort of news show, oh nonono. I was innocently doing some mindless monster mashing in Diablo when the general chat went nutz. So much for avoiding all the hoorah going on in the Valley.
When Mom and I were in Tucson, we saw a couple of big owls at the resort. The cheerful golfcart guy told us that there were several breeding couples on the grounds (with names and complete histories and parentage). I’m sure we have owls here but I’ve never seen one.
I’ve been seeing a bunch of robins lately which makes me happy. We have a deep bird bath and a shallow one, both of which have been freezing at night. In the morning, I go out and break up the ice when I give the yard flock their breakfast. Robins appear to like ice baths because I never see them bathing in the afternoon when the water has warmed up.
We recently figured out that the tiny monthly payment I get from my time working for a county in California has included income taxes to both California and Arizona. In our defense, I only started pulling that money back in December so we didn’t lose the money, we only loaned it to the state.
I was able to change tax deductions online, but now I’ve got to figure out if I really want to spend the time filing California taxes for less than twenty bucks. I probably will because what else do I have to do this time of year, but I will grump about it for months. Maybe I’ll let hubs deal with it, he needs some new things to grump about and my morning routine tends to tai-chi the grumps right out of me.
I’ve never understood why people riot over sports games instead of the price of tickets. The nosebleed tickets this year were SIX GRAND!!! I don’t want to know what the good seats cost, I’d turn white as a ghost and pass the fuck out.
Did you love the clear blue sky? The weather was perfect, so hopefully all those folks who paid a lot of money to be there had a good day.
Thanks to the warnings I had tissues handy for the Farmers Dog commercial. I used them.
Do your fingers smile when you touch those luscious fabrics? Batik fabrics have wonderful body that just flow through the hands.