I had no idea so many of you are into dressage!
I’ve got Rizzoli and Isles on - and it’s on the network that’s going to start running Christmas shows incessantly this weekend. Do people really need to see endless holiday specials?? Barf.
Supper will be ribs, corn bread, salad, and zucchini-n-onions. But before them, in about an hour, I need to bring in the laundry. But for now, I can waste time at will while waiting for the dentist office to call me back to make an appointment.
Happy Moonday!
A damp and not so horribly chilly 46 degrees at the park this morning. Supposed to be cloudy with a high of 66 today.
My morning routine.
Wake up somewhere between 5:15 and 5:30.
Check the weather on my phone so I know what to wear.
Go pee.
Come back to the bedroom and take my thyroid pill.
Get dressed, grab my phone, and follow Echo downstairs.
Watch Echo run across the landing 2-3 times as I come down the stairs.
Holler for Ripple to hurry up.
Let Echo out.
Let Adam in.
Grab a pair of socks from the shoe cabinet.
Tell Ripple to get his ass downstairs.
If my son is up I call him to feed Adam and give him his pill.
If my son is sleeping, I’ll feed Adam and give him his pill.
Brush my teeth (my toothbrush is in the powder room).
Put on sunblock.
Get my socks and shoes on.
Gather up my purse and keys.
Put phone in purse.
Call Echo to come in.
Call Echo to come in.
Call Echo to come in.
Tell her if she doesn’t get her ass in the house I’m going to send her to live with her bio mom.
Get my son to call Echo in.
Get the dogs dressed to go out.
Fill a water jug if needed.
Get my coat on, grab hat and gloves, if needed.
Grab leashes, purse with phone, and keys.
Unlock truck doors.
Leave house to walk to gate.
Call Echo to come to the gate so I can put her leash on.
Call Echo to come to the gate so I can put her leash on.
Call Echo to come to the gate so I can put her leash on.
Put Ripple in truck, tell Echo we are leaving without her.
Call Echo.
Call Echo.
Call Echo.
Call Echo some choice names I won’t repeat here.
Tell her FINE! We are leaving without you.
Start to get in truck.
Echo runs to gate.
Open gate, grab Echo, put leash on her.
Open truck door, tell her to get in.
Tell her to get in.
Tell her to get in.
Ask her if she’s waiting for a engraved invitation.
GET IN THE DAMN TRUCK! NOW!!!
Ask Echo…
Why does she have to act like a little asshole?
Why can’t she be a good dog like Ripple?
Drive to park.
Listen to Echo whine the entire time because it takes too long to get there.
Tell Echo we would already be there if she wasn’t such a little asshole.
Pull into parking lot.
If there are no rabbits, squirrels, other dogs, or cats in sight, and the gate is open
Take the leash off Echo.
If there are any rabbits, squirrels, other dogs, or cats around, or gate is closed
Leave leash on Echo.
If Asian Lady is jogging by, wait for her to get past us.
For whatever reason, Ripple, who ignores everybody, loves the Asian Lady. She is terrified of dogs. He will start jogging beside her, which scares the crap out of her. She barely speaks English, so I can’t explain to her that he likes her and isn’t going to hurt her. There could be 100 people jogging past us and Ripple will ignore every one of them, but not the Asian Lady. He will zero right in on her, head up, tail wagging, and jog along with her.
When it’s all clear, I let the dogs out and into the park
Then I get to sit and visit with everybody while the dogs play.
When we get home the dogs get undressed, their favorite treat, I feed them, and fill their water bowl.
The rest of the day is irking and whatever else needs to be done.
Then I irk from 6-9 every evening, get off irk, and go to bed.
The lawn/fence/bathroom guy was supposed to be here today. He called last night, I was irking and couldn’t take his call. I sent a text telling him I would call him at 9, but I had a customer keep me on the phone until 9:20. He didn’t answer when I called and I haven’t heard from him today.
No idea what is going on.
I have to decide if I want to get the sonogram for Echo. I think maybe the urinalysis first and see what the results are, then decide on the sonogram.
I still think (and hope) it’s not amyloidosis. The bump on her nose has gone down a little bit.
It’s not like lawn/fence/bathroom guy to not respond to a text.
I, too, didn’t know so many here were into dressage.
I can’t believe it’s 3:00 already. I haven’t gotten much done today.
Speaking of divvying up the chores, who lathered and scrubbed whom? 
Is that why the nap was so nice? Inquiring minds want to know 
Does @purplehorseshoe work at a regular day job?
Iirc Monika aka Shoe works full time at a dispensary and has mentioned having Mondays/ Tuesday off.
I know this from reading the mmp, and I could be mistaken.
Then one would expect her to be at home today?
YesShe works at a dispensary. There are more than 24 of them in the city she lives in.
If she’s at work and that’s why she hasn’t checked in, that doesn’t worry me.
And my morning ritual:
Make coffee
Surf the Interwebs
shevel
Wake Gordie
Walk Gordie
Feed both bottomless holes.
But tonight is burgers with sauteed onions, peppers, and jalapenos, fires, and corn on the cob with Old Bay and butter.
Well, I’m under quarantine for the next 72 hours or until my test results come back. I am beginning to feel a little better but still coughing and achy with no energy. I just want to sleep, except that only lasts until the next coughing spell comes on. Oy vey.
Hi.
Thank you for caring.
I’m still mired in very dark corners. But I did get a CO monitor, that states we’re all good.
I think it’s probably my heart (mother had a pacemaker installed years ago - still blames me) so genetics compounded by years of grief and drinking heavily.
But I am still here.
Feel like a cockroach (unkillable!) and Monkey just bounced onto me - onto my guts, thanks - and meowed so plaintively at me.
OMG I feel like an asshole. P.M. me your Facebook name, plz?
I get zillions of friend requests due to posting on reptile/rodent groups. I am so sorry I missed yours!
Holy. Shit.
Girl, I am so glad to hear from you! I was ready to call in the Cavalry, RCMPs, the French Foreign Legion, and anyone else I could think of!
My history predisposes me to think the worst, because often IME it has turned out to BE the worst. It’s a curse. And maybe sometimes a blessing.
Honey, these ARE very dark times. And there are people here who care and think of you and worry about you FWIW. I will sleep easier tonight knowing you’re okay.
Howdy Y’all! Home from Vestry meetin’. A good and productive one that ended at seven-fifteen. I like meetin’s like that. Now 'tis Netflix and chill time.
shoe glad all is well with ya.
Q’itih’s routine:
Around 4 a.m.: set up a yowling and bring Mousey to the bedroom door.
Around daybreak: meow and wake me up
Follow me into the bathroom for scritches.
Follow me into the kitchen for my morning drink of water and maybe a little food for her.
Precedes me into the living room and jumps up on the ottoman for belly rubs.
Politely waits for me to sit in my chair, pick my computer up off the floor and pick up my mouse off the table.
Jumps up on the arm of the chair, gets scritches, then flumps down, partly on the arm, partly on the keyboard, and sleeps there until the Ms comes out of the bedroom.
shoe!
: tacklehug :
Usual routine:
Get up whenever. (We stayed up til 1am watching season 9 of Doc Martin, so got up late.)
Go to bathroom to pee, take a baby aspirin and omeprozole, and retrieve my phone from the charger in there.
If either of the dogs got up with me, let them out into the back yard.
Turn on the Kuereg machine on the way by.
Head for the living room.
Turn on the downstairs computer on the way.
Gather up the dogs’ dishes and take then into the back room to fill.
If either of the dogs wants to come in, let them in.
Back to the living room with dogs’ food.
Back to the kitchen to get a glass of juice.
Take juice to computer desk and check MMP and other forums.
Try to wake up.
Eat something so I can take my morning meds.
Ride the stationary bike while watching something on the DVR. (This morning I watched 2 episodes of Ask This Old House.)
Shower and dress.
Run errands, do chores.
Try to contain my excitement.
Dominos pizza is on ‘the list’.
Ordered a Chicken Taco pizza. Got it home and ate a piece.
It was a garlic chicken pizza. No taco spices at all. It was tasty, but not what we ordered.
Glad you’re okay shoe.
Has the quote function in replying changed? I don’t see the toolbar or the little speech bubble.
Nothing has changed. Highlight the words you want to quote, and the “quote bubble” should appear for you to click on. Which magically makes the quotation appear in the reply area.
What are you getting?
Evening all. 10U boys played a make-up soccer game tonight, I had to get in my referee uniform and officiate while my assistant coach ran the team. And the boys won their first game of the season, 4-2, even with me calling twice as many fouls on them as the other team (hey, as a ref I’m impartial…mostly).
So tired and will be heading off to bed early tonight.
shoe, it is good to hear from you. Hope you know that people here care about you and are thinking of you–hope that helps a bit.
Sari, your description of the average day made me laugh–I probably shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help it.
Take care all.