I wonder if the place will still be standing when you get back.
Howdy Y’all! Today has been way busier than I intended and far to busy for a professional RDOS such as myself. Tropical storm Little Debbie’s is brewin’ and looks like we’ll be in the outer rain bands come Moanday. TWPTB say we have a good chance of rain tomorrow afternoon/evenin’. Da yahd needed mowage. Thus, mowage happened this mornin’, followed by the makin’ of the cake and puttin’ together the casserole this afternoon. I mean, I had no time for nappage and barely time for day drinkin’ today! How unacceptable! However, ‘tis all done now and Ima go have a beerverage out on the back porch so’s I can watch for the alleged rain comin’ in a bit. Then I can have Netflix, chill and popcorn time.
Hippie glad Sunflower and you were not hurt in the storm and that there is apparently little to no damage to your place. Sad story about the house across the street. Surely taxes are past due and if no mortgage payments are bein’ made it seems to me it would be in foreclosure by now. I am surprised the city/county has not done sump’n about the state/condition of the house.
JtC glad you could get in touch with the rescue place. Hope it all can be figured out for Bella on Moanday, bless her little kitty heart.
MetalMouse church starts at ten a.m. EDT, with brunch to follow. You still got time!
doggio happy vacation! Frou-frou up those gin and tonics!
Sloth was accomplished today. I took Nelson to the dog park this afternoon, then we hit Popeye’s drive thru. Unfortunately, the wait lasted 17 minutes and they missed putting my mac and cheese in the bag. I decided to fill out the survey and mention both. Now for more sloth.
The shopping trip worked well this morning, our regular driver was driving.
We are in the midst of a storm now. I like how it gets monochromatic grey. Very impressionistic, and poetic like. I could do without the lightening, it seems really close when you are 10 stories up.
Good luck with Bella.
Back from the gym, about 800 calories sweated away and am about to add them back on via Pasta for dinner. Outside of that it has been a quiet afternoon and will be followed by a slothful evening.
swampy, can’t make up my mind if my lawn needs mowage tomorrow or can wait for the middle of next week; decisions, decisions. Stay dry, tis’ the season for storms out of the Caribbean.
doggio, happy vacation and make sure none of your bosses can find you.
But did you love that chicken?
OK, need to get some edibles ready for edibling, take care all.
I was going to go to Meijers to check my bp but kept peeing too often so I went to Urgent Care where bp was 147/85.
Today was my first dose of my higher amlodipine (5). Maybe it takes time.
They said I likely have ( another, 3rd this year) uti, but everything was negative except the leukocytes.
I haz antibiotic now.
My PCPs blood work last showed nothing wrong with kidneys or electrolytes so we are .clueless a out the sudden elevation of bp.
I did stop the estrogen hoping that will help.
Tomorrow yay for church.
Tonight chicken enchilada.
coppertone You really should get yourself a home bp monitor and use it at the same time every day. A couple of readings each time. Mine will vary 30 points between a 5 minute interval, especially if I’ve been moving around or just sitting. This morning when I first sat down after doing morning things (making breakfast, eating, etc) I was 146/93, 5 minutes later I was 112/83.
Chicken enchiladas sound like a great idea. Unfortunately all my chicken is currently frozen. Perhaps tomorrow, but I’m kinda hankerin for philly cheesesteak. Hmmm…
I will be picking up my home bp monitor in a few days.
I had walked through a big parking lot in hot weather so maybe that raised it.
What a bother. I hope you find it before you have to buy litter elsewhere.
This really is such a PITA. I doubt you have ever lived with an in-heat female cat, so you don’t know how obnoxious they can be. Now that Bella is of the age to get preggy, she will continue cycling in and out of heat until she is fixed or pregnant. The poor lil girl probably won’t even get a 30 day break in between. Of course she will be spayed in the next week so that won’t be a problem, it will just feel like we’ve been listening to her for months.
Hurray! Enjoy many vacationy cocktails!
*Stumbles to fainting couch while clutching pearls.
These things take more time than you would expect. A while back a next door neighbor died and her children’s plan for her home was the same as hippy’s neighbor. It was almost two years before all the legal mumbo-jumbo was finished. The water wasn’t shut off for 8 months despite the bills not being paid. I know this because the pipes froze and burst and there was much excitement when the water company sent someone out to find out why thousands of gallons of water were running down the culverts.
So today was worse than yesterday, Bella’s trilling and displaying are non-stop as long as she is awake and not eating. GG is very confused and has started carrying her around by the scruff because that makes her go limp and shut up.
We are going to lock her out of the bedroom tonight, poor GG needs a break.
I wanted to sit on the porch last night, but I kept hearing buzzing and found black wasps making mud tubes behind one of the chairs. I’m usually willing to live and let live, but that’s too close so Hubs went and bought some wasp spray.
I kinda wish I hadn’t told him, I’ve found that if I knock the nest down with a broom and spray where the nest was with whatever household cleaner I have close to hand, I don’t kill them and they don’t come back. These nests are made out of mud, I can probably just spray them with the hose to wash them off.
JtC You’re bolder than I, re wasps. I have become very allergic to stings in the past few years. I got tagged on the ankle and it blew up like a grapefruit. Probably leftovers from when I stepped in a nest as a kid, something like 30 stings up one leg and 20 on the other. I always have a can of Raid handy.
Hope the Bella thing gets a resolution soonest! She’s a cutie, and seems a good friend for GG.
I doubt I would be that bold if I was allergic TBH. I always wait until after dark before doing anything around wasps so they are sleeping when I knock their nest down. That gives me time to get away before they wake up mad.
I will confess to being much more careful around wasps than bees and I am Epi-pen allergic to bees. Bees don’t want to die and wasps won’t die if they sting someone so they can keep stinging over and over. Assholes.
Thanks for the good wishes on the Bella front. So far everyone has been very responsive and the rescue has promised that we will be seen at the vet tomorrow. Dr. Google says that cats are more prone to Ovarian Remnant Syndrome than dogs because of they way they are built. It’s not common, but it is also not that rare.
But we both think she hasn’t been spayed. Both of us have spent much time looking and and rubbing her belly and we do know what we are looking for.
The interwebs suggested getting her white belly wet so I got a washcloth wet and picked her up. Purrpurr. I started rubbing her belly with a warm dripping wet washcloth and the result was PURRPURR. I held her like a baby with one hand and started moving the hair to try to find a scar and PURRPURRPURR. I put her down and she ran right over to GG and assumed the position.
This is going to be a very long weekend.
I went down and bitched to management about it. They’ll quiz the staff. What I can’t figure out is why someone would hold onto it if they don’t have a cat.
A former- (or seldom-posting, anyway) Doper had a couple of trees chopped down and offered me the wood. I went over this morning with a splitting maul, three axes, a sledge hammer, and two wedges. I did manage to get a half-load of split wood into the Cherokee, but the logs were too big and heavy for me to handle and split with hand tools. (I’m not allowed to rent a log splitter anymore. And it still would’ve been too big a job for me.) At least I got my daily exercise.
I just finished dinner: The other cheeseburger patty from yesterday, and an avocado.
I napped. There were thunderstorms. Now I’m having a Sazarac, and Spot is chasing a sky raisin.
I also wonder.
Looks like somebody needs a Designated Drinker! 
Bella: “TAKE ME! TAKE ME NOW BIG BOY!”
GG: “Um, OK. To the living room?”
Eating cake and drinking water as my before sleep ritual.
I love reading about GG!
Pet silliness abounds. Within seconds of the new higher-sided litterbox being deployed and filled, Buddy was in it digging away.
When I removed Misty’s dishes from her cage for cleaning, I got a very solid whack on the hand with a wing. Guess what, birdbrain, I wouldn’t need to pull out the dishes for washing anywhere near as much if you weren’t pooping in them!
It’s been better than today’s purchase.
Are there any sweeter words in the English language than overhearing, “So, EVERYone is coming in today as scheduled.”
AND THEY DID, gentle readers. I think this was the first time in a week that the crew on the line matched the posted schedule.
{ sob “Bravo, people. Good job.” }
You are an evil human being, and we could totally be besties. That was friggin’ hilarious.
{ Shoe has entered the chat }
Oh.
Dammit, never mind.
{ Shoe leaves with a disappointed face }
He found a solution to the problem! Maybe you’ve underestimated his brain power after all …
Man, there’s gotta be a story there.
That was wildly inappropriate, and also, really, really funny.
Thanks for the laffs, y’all.
Update from Casa Del Shoe:
One of the rat groups knocked down one of their no-chew water bottles and buried it beyond my abilities to find it. Rummaged around in their bedding (heavily gloved) and peeked through all sides of their tank. No sign of a brightly colored plastic object, that costs ten friggin’ bucks to replace.
So for now, at least two dozen thirsty rodents are frantically sharing one water bottle, and ya know what, ya assholes brought this on yourselves.
Also, I’ll definitely hafta refill their one single remaining water bottle before bedtime or at least by tomorrow morning.
(“They’re so cyooooote! How can you be so monstrous, to feed them live to a serpent?”
" … ")
Got outta work and realized, I hadn’t figured out anything for dinner. Stopped at Meijer, got a box of frozen chicken empanadas and another of beef. Not cheap, but I figured that was plenty for a couple of days … nope! there are three in each box.
That’s it?
Dang, we’re gonna starve to death in this economy.
Put one of each in the oven - oh, nice, they just beeped.
Do I remember which is which?
Nope!
We’re playing empanada roulette tonight. Take a bite & find out!!
Woke, as usual, to bathroom.
I actually dreamed I was playing Wordle.
At least it wasn’t weirdass dream.
I think I got it in 3!
See you when the sun is out.