Well, my jet-setter sweetie is on his way to the airport, so it’s just me and the critters. I just finished a late lunch. I’m going to go downstairs and play in clay for a while. But I don’t really have anything else to do today.
Still waiting for someone to show up at my door with a cheesecake…
LiLi, your costume sounds gorgeous! I hate sewing that sequin stuff (but it’s so shiny and liquid-y). Can I steal your landlord? I want mystery cheesecake!
rigs, I hope you feel better! Have you tried the sore throat spray stuff? It’s great! Specially at night, when you can’t stop coughing.
I’m supposed to be having a lazy Sunday afternoon, but I need to work on job applications. I hate my job (actually, it’s more my bipolar boss, but that’s another very long story). I need a new job, like yesterday. Maybe after I take a nap. Jacques Pepin is on, and his voice is so soothing. I’m getting veeeeery sleeeepy.
Okay, this is not fair. Papa Tigs put together adobo for dinner tonight, which is currently cooking in the crockpot. Adobo, for those who don’t know, is a Filipino spiced meat dish that not only tastes heavenly but has a fragrance that is utterly beyond droolworthy. I have been sitting here smelling it for two hours, and it’s going to be at least three more hours before we get to eat it. Talk about the tortures of the damned! :eek:
It is a stunningly beautiful day here today – the sun is shining, the sky is a clear blue, the temperature is a perfect 69°, and there’s a light breeze blowing through the open windows. If I could bottle this weather and sell it, I’d be a multi-trillionaire.
Well, I’m ready to go, but my daughter isn’t.
Also, we had a bit of a connundrum this morning. My cat is getting quite old. He’s healthy except for every once in a great while we discover he’s urinating on the carpet. Yesterday was the final straw. He does not have a UTI.
I cannot afford to replace my carpet upstairs; I just can’t. As it is, I’m afraid there are spots I don’t know about. Cat urine is impossible to remove from carpets, and I don’t want my house smelling like that. I smelled it yesterday when I walked in my daughter’s room, but he had just done the deed.
After much drama, it has been decided that we’ll put him outside full time. I’m going to buy him a nice insulated home and make sure it’s not exposed to the weather.
I know the above sounds very cruel, but I can’t “put him down” for no reason. He’s otherwise healthy. I don’t want to take him to the Humane Society, because they’ll put him down. Lastly, my daughter doesn’t want to give him up. So, this is our happy medium. Our friends ended having to do the same with their cat, and their cat is doing just fine.
I don’t want anybody to think I’m a cruel person, I’m not. I’ve invested a lot of time and money in this home and I can’t have it destroyed by something like this. No one wants to adopt the cat, so this is my only option.
So, we’re off to buy the cat a house, blankets, etc. I also need to let my daughter apply for a job and pick up a few groceries. Then I get to come home and clean my carpet upstairs. Oh joy…
I feel your pain, Taters -I, too, have a problem cat that I don’t know what to do with. He’s too healthy to be put down, plus, around here, if you ever bring a pet into the Humane Society to be put down-no matter the reason -you cannot get another pet from them, ever.
A wee Draconian, no? and short sighted on their part. My problem is not so much that Simon can’t be helped, but that I lack time and resources to do so. No doubt he would benefit from a pet psychologist or a dose of Prozac, but- I’m reluctant to spend more on the cat than I do on my kids.
I don’t think cats do real well outside (they are prey to all manner of dangers), but if this seems the best solution to you-see if it works. No doubt many here (not necc MMPers) will call you beastly and inhumane and wrong and evil. I won’t.
I think we all do the best we can, and I am not a member of the Pet Cult that is in fashion at present.
[/soapbox] wow, that felt great. Guess I’ve wanted to spew about that for a long time, now…
My doorbell rang and it was two boys looking for my youngest. No cheesecake, though. Dammit. Off to eat fudge frosting straight from the tub–it’s good for throats, ya know.
I feel for you, Taters. I had a cat that started the inappropriate urination thing - he wanted to be an only cat. I cleaned and bitched and cleaned and complained and cleaned - until the evening when he backed up to the recliner I was sitting it - which he regarded as his - and sprayed me. End of story. He spent the night on the porch and went to the Humane Society the next day with instructions that he needed to be an only cat. I love my cats, but I will not support anyone - animal, vegetable or mineral - who pisses on me.
I am spending this lovely day doing laundry. Grrrrr. I hate doing laundry because you just have to do it all over again.
Last time someone knocked on my door (2 hours ago), they wanted to pick some of my apples.
I was nice, and let them…
I’ve never been peed on by a cat. I should put this in my list of things I am very glad never happened to me. It’s not likely to happen either, cause, well, I ain’t a cat person. Of course Mr. Not Our Tigs, my friends’ cat considers me his personal recliner whenever I’m over there, but still, ain’t gonna get me no cat around heres. Nope.
I finished up and emailed off the report to TPTB today. Yay! Now Ima go get spiffed up a bit cause I get to go have dinner with a couple of the Grand Poobahs from the home office who are here for a couple days. Tomorrow night is our big annual dinner thingy and all that happy stuff. We get home office folk to come hang out for that kinda stuff. Woo and Hoo.
Oh well, off to spiff up. Ok, not too spiffed up cause well, this thing’s at Logans Roadhouse and that ain’t what ya’d call a real class place, so I’m wearin’ jeans. I will shower though. They should feel honored.
Later Cool Kid MMPers and Cool Kid MMpeedoners. 
Let’s hear is for the new svelte me. I just spent a wonderful (not) afternoon in the crawlspace under my house, running wire so I could move a couple of baseboard heaters, and putting in wired ethernet. I had to crawl through an 18" square hole at one point, and I made it through easily, but not with lots to spare.
This time last year, I would’ve been stuck like Pooh in Rabbit’s burrow…
woohoo, Bobbio!
What a waste this day has been. I trimmed the bowl that I forgot to trim last week, and I checked some of my formerly wet clay that’s now dried out enough to be usable. So I’ll be throwing later this week. I just couldn’t make myself do any today.
After I clean the cat’s box, I’m going to have a shower and spend the rest of the evening watching trashy TV until my sweetie calls and tells me he arrived safely in Denver. Then I can fall asleep. I hope.
The house is closed up again - it’s supposed to drop into the low 50s tonight. But I need to remember to open a couple of windows in the morning - tomorrow is gonna be nice.
Still no cheesecake delivery. I feel *sooooo * unloved. <sigh>
No cheesecake delivery here either, but I did have pumpkin pie for dessert at dinner.
Go Bobbio!!! That’s excellent.
Sorry about the kitty, Taters. Hope the outdoor house solution works well.
Ice cream is good for sore throats too, rigs.
Now I need to get back to work stuff. I’m figuring out which movie to watch while I’m cleaning up data…
Such an exciting life!
GT
I hate this feeling–I am hungry and nothing appeals to me to eat. Not even chocolate (this is proof of illness).
happybirthday to all who are now a bit older, but wiser, nicer, more attractive and richer…
I just called in for work in the am. Off to lay in bed and be bored (son and husband watching stupid movie, so no TV for me). I could read basic data base design, but why? Am taking tomorrow off from school as well. I am getting an A in both classes, so it’s all good. (well, the one class I don’t know about, since she forgot to bring the papers to our on campus session-how bout that? And now she’s at some conference in Podunk U somewheres-grrrrrr.)
to everyone not feeling wonderful: Feel Better!
I slept most of today, but I was awake for a few hours earlier - I finished off last night’s cioppino (yes, I shared some with Smokey) and nibbled some of my pineapple angel food cake. That was 10 hours ago. I’m hungry again. But’s it’s late and I shouldn’t eat now. I wanna be able to say things like Bobbio did
Have a pleasant night. See y’all in the new MMP
Ahem. Gloating to follow…
GO BEARS!!!
Today: same as yesterday, lather rinse repeat
:smothers MBG with cheesehat:
get better you sickos!
you guys are way too early with that - some of us still have baseball to root for, so
Let’s Go, Mets !!!
2 days, 18 hours, 12 minutes till the puck drops.