Mornin’ all on a shiny fresh MMP in a shiny fresh week. Almost 8am as I start typing, so an hour after sunrise & my get-up. I’ve managed to make coffee without obvious incident, launch the caffinatin’, & clear a bit of email.
Neither wet nor wild here, unlike yesterday early morning which was wet if not much wild. Presently 73/23 on the way to 86/30 with just a bit of high clouds trying to hide the sun and tempt me to try balconatin’ again. Only to move and bring the blinding beast back into my face. Clouds are sneaky that way.
No big plans for the day. My ears are mostly unstuffed & otherwise I feel normal. Seems I’m semi-congested a lot of the time, as is Her Ladyship. Who is of course still slumbering cutely as I type, and will for another hour+.
Yaay for non-dreary! That used to really tear me up in St. Louis. Cold was unpleasant outside, but could make indoors pretty darn cozy. But gray & dreary outside was unrelentingly depressing indoors even in a windowless room. Somehow you (well me) knew it was out there spreading gloom on all and sundry. Don’t miss that a bit.
It’s 8:30am where you and I are and you’ve already been groccing, gotten home, and are now cooking something complicated. You are amazing.
Happy Moanday to the folks on conventional schedules!
Picking up the last tidbits from last night / last week …
That is so cute. That’s gotta make Mom feel so proud and satisfied. But it is hard to get much done with multiple hour-long phone calls happening.
Her Ladyship is very much a believer that phone calls and texts can wait until later; one simply doesn’t interrupt what one is doing, and especially not when one is with other people, to attend to incoming interruptions. With two frequent exceptions: Son & Daughter. They (usually) rate immediate attention; others do not.
There’s room for more than one. It’s OK, you’ll always be The (retired) Floozy Queen at least to me. 
We had a “pot for newbies” thread awhile ago. That was one of the cautions. Yeah, between strong doses and long-delayed response, eating something is kinda like jumping off a bridge; you’re committed to the whole thing including sticking the landing long before you’ve felt any of it.
Speaking of intros to pornos.
I’ve sure read about them here many times; never got up the nerve / give a crapness to try them. Doc recommends the aerosol saline nasal spray which I use some. Probably ought to be a daily program, but I’m getting tired of adding ever more daily maintenance tasks. Kinda like a car, I just want this bag o’ bones to just work, not need constant fiddling with. Needing to feed it more than once a day is already an imposition.
You’re a dear. Thank you.
I know you keep rodents, so the sentence makes perfect sense in context. But all by itself it sounds like you happily toss the leftovers out the back door to attract the feral rat population! Here Rattus rattus, come to Mommy!
When I ran the condo which was adjacent to a nature preserve, a city park, and a waterway, we had a never-ending problem with rats. Made much worse by the many little old ladies who kept putting out food for the sorta-feral community cats and the actually wildlife birds. It got to the point that the city park management was bitching at us for attracting rats onto their premises. Somehow the cats didn’t clear out the rats. They also didn’t reach any sort of equilibrium; just lots of each and more on the way.
I’m not all wild-eyed fanatic about chex mix like some folks around here (cookie and 3 whole batches in about as many days), but back in my worry-free carb-insensitive days I could / would eat a lot of it at a sitting. I’m curious … What do you (shoe) think are the good bits and what are the less-good bits suitable only for rat treats? I always ate everything without much preference.