Rockin - can you mix the antibiotics for Bethany into a small amount of canned cat food? Give her that first, before her other food and wait til she eats it. Then you don’t have to grab her and force feed her the meds. She doesn’t think you’re evil incarnate, etc, etc. I have tackled years of cat meds this way.
Rosie - sorry to hear about your friend.
Here in hotlandia (busted through 100 again) we’re thinking about getting solar installed. It should save about two-thirds on the energy bills. It’s sounding pretty darn good right now.
I’m off to fetch a beerverage. Happy Firday everyone!
Blurf. I am up far too early for a Caturday morning, the Virgin man is here fixing the cable box for me (largely involves tinkering with the box and muttering a lot, followed by the decision that a new one is needed from the van).
Plans for today involve errands in town and a workout later, plus a bit of cooking and possibly some downloading of photos as I need to send some to my doting parent from our trip last weekend. Other than that, I plan to veg.
**Sunny **- We did some math regarding solar recently. Our issue was with the break-even point. We may well live in this house for 20 more years, in which case, it would be a smart move. Had we installed it when we moved in 10 years ago, it would probably be making us money now. But with both of us retired, doing it today would take a big chunk out of our savings at a time when that’s not a smart idea. It’s another case of if-we-knew-then-what-we-know-now…
I still think it’s a good idea and I wish we’d done it years ago, but unless we come across a winning lotto ticket, it probably won’t happen. Alas…
Good morning! While reclining and crocheting last night, I found a new small bump on the side of my head. Fear not - it wasn’t a tumor - it was a damned tick -* ick ick ick ick ick ick ick* :eek: So for the rest of the night, I was feeling creepy crawlies all over, and with **FCD *absent, I had to suffer alone. * ick ick ick ick ick ick ick Plus this round of poison has been particularly weepy. I had to change my shorts yesterday because the leg got all icky with whatever it is that’s oozing out.
I think today, I’ll walk the yard and spray the crap out of all the poison I see.
Other plans for the day include laundry. I’ve already cleaned the kitchen and run a load in the dishwasher. And I just remembered this morning that I didn’t strip the guest bed after my inlaws left - I need to do that. And vacuuming is probably another good idea. And Higgs needs a bath, so there’s that.
The house is still open, but it’ll be closed today since it’s going to be hotter and more humid than yesterday. But within the next 10 days, we’re dropping to highs in the 70s again. This is one weird summer!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 76 very muggy Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 93 for the day with the possibility of a stray afternoon/evenin’ tstorm. That’s pretty usual around here so it should not interfere with cee-mint pond time. Yay, cause I get celebrated today.
Speakin’ of which, I had a hard time convincin’ OYKW, JDD, and Partner there is no need to go buy napkins, cups and paper plates. Somehow they felt that usin’ what’s at da cave didn’t seem right. There’s a ton of all three here and it makes no sense to me to go buy stuff that’s on hand. I finally did convince 'em. Also convinced ‘em the world would not come to an end if’n I went over to the church house to get ice bein’ as I am the one with a key to the place.
Spaz I suggest you go see your favorite local psychiatrist. This irrational hatred of watermelon is obviously symtomatic of some deep under lyin’ psychological problem(s) that should be promptly addressed.
MOOOOOOM you’re about as good as goin’ wild when left sans adult supervision as I am. Also, :eek: tick!!! :eek: I would have felt the need to shower for at least an hour. :eek:
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. I suppose purtification must also commence at some point. After all if one is bein’ feted (as opposed to fetid) one should appear glamorous.
Just finished showering and putting pink stuff on the poison. Considering the seepage, I should probably change the sheets - I’d hate to spread this stuff to other spots on my legs. Or is that even possible? Is the ooze also poison or has it dealt with the bad stuff?? I supposed I could google it.
**FCD **called a bit ago - my mom talked his ear off all night. NOW he knows what I go thru. I know it’s because she’s lonely after being home by herself all day, but doggone! She can go on and on about stuff too mundane for MPSIMS!! That’s the part of my cruise that I’m dreading.
I’ve got a load of shorts in the washer, and a second load to go. So there’s that…
All purtified and presentable to receive company. Shortly I shall betake myself to get ice. Instead of the church house I shall go to the Homerun convenience sto’ two miles from da cave. Once again they have two ten pound bags of ice for ninety-five cents. I can get four bags for less than two bucks which is cheaper than the gallon of gas I would burn goin’ to the church house and back. Foodstuffs shall arrive around tenish. OYKW wil h ead out in a little whle to go pick up my bday cake. DQ ice cream cake, YAY!!! We shall commence festivatin’ around noonish.
I never thought of doing it that way, actually. :o Thanks for the suggestion.
She definitely appears to be on the mend, though. I haven’t heard her cough as much, but she’s sneezing as much as ever. That’s probably because she insists on sitting in the dustiest part of the house, the silly dingdong. She’s also somewhat camera-shy, which means lots of pictures of the Eye of Sauron and not many of her beautiful face.
Breffest has been cooked and consumed - turkey bacon and pancakes washed down with coffee – and the kitchen has been cleaned up. Target got her usual slice of bacon, which she gobbled up. Bethany thinks it’s a toy and proceeded to bat it around the dining room floor for a while before I took it away so it wouldn’t cause a fight. Target loves her bacon.
Not much on the schedule today at Chez Doors. The sprog is off with his grandmother to buy his school uniforms for the year. The housework is done, and all I’ve got left to do is finish some transcriptions and do some paperirk for work.
I am such a lazy ass, I fell back asleep.
So time to irk and then I got an invite to dinner. I should irk since my last two paychecks sucked but I’m going to go anyway.
I have to figure out my schedule for the day and get busy.
Higgs has been bathed, and my shirt is now soggy. It rained a wee bit, but it stopped, so I think my clothes will dry OK.
**FCD **called - he was kinda discouraged because his bike wasn’t getting many votes. But other bikes at the show were custom built by professional companies, so it wasn’t exactly an even competition. Still, I think his bike looks great and on a level playing field, I think he’d have a good chance to place. Anyway, he’ll be coming home tonight, so there’s that.
Laundry is in and my sweetie is on his way home - he’ll probably get here after 6. I’m going to assume the recline position and watch some NCIS while working on my latest afghan. Good times…
Kids are in the cement pond with the neighbors kids. I am watching through the window. Cause it’s HOT out there. Kids are crazy. I think I need a shade thingie for my pool.
I should start thinking about din-din prep. Maybe marinating a tri-tip and some mashed taters. Yep. All in favor? Maybe I’ll bust out the ice cream machine and make some frozen beverages to go with (I blame Spidey’s slurpee discussion for planting this notion in my head. It just won’t leave.)
'Course I should also go shopping. But I don’t wanna. Frozen adult beverage, cement pond, BBQ. That’s the ticket. Shopping tomorrow.
She’s also somewhat camera-shy, which means lots of pictures of the Eye of Sauron and not many of her beautiful face.