Happy Thorsday!
Rainy and foggy day here, but in the 50s. It’s supposed to get warmer.
I hope the ice, snow, gravel roll in the driveway thaws soon. I think somebody was going to plow our driveway and then realized it’s gravel. We have a roll in front of the garage door we don’t use, too big to drive over. Once it melts my son can rake the gravel flat.
I think I’ll look into getting it paved in the spring.
Poor Misiu. I went through a drive through last night and the guy working said Misiu is scary looking. My poor Misiu is the wimpiest, mildest, sweetest baby. I told the guy that, but I’m not sure he was convinced. I think I need to get some new pictures.
Rayleigh has a little spunkiness to him, he still challenges Echo from time to time.
He had a big crawling across his foot tonight and he jumped up in a hurry and shook it off his foot. I told him to get it, but Echo came running and killed it first.
I have to get them neutered soon. I talked with the breeder and she said between 6 and 9 months is good. They will be 10 months in a few days. Since they are bigger than average, I want to give them a bit longer. The breeder said the biggest Shar Pei she has had was 70 pounds. I think Misiu will be 65-70 pounds, and Rayleigh will be 60-65 pounds. Rayleigh is slightly taller right now, but he has longer legs. They aren’t humping or spraying, and no signs of aggression from either. I don’t think I waited too long. I’d like to make sure the growth plates are closed.
I still have not gotten my Tramadol. Because it is a schedule 4 drug, I can get only a month’s supply at a time. I have to go into the doctor’s office once a month and take my pills with me so they can be counted. And I have to pee in a cup at intervals.
It’s a PITA.
I thought when I saw the PA Friday, she would call it in since I had only 3 pills left. Then I remembered, the office doesn’t irk that way. I have to call in and be switched to a prescription line. I KNOW I need to do this not last minute, but I forgot.
Friday, I called CVS to get the refill, hoping they could get it through, but I should have known better.
Moonday, I call the office and asked for a refill. Nothing, until today I got a text from CVS that my doctor hadn’t answered their request. I called the office and asked for the refill again, saying I had called Moonday and hadn’t heard anything.
I said something to Petey dad, who also goes there, and he said to call the office, select the appointment option and talk to a person. Which I did. The office called me back and said they sent the script over on Moonday and I need to call CVS.
This should be fun.
I hate CVS, everybody hates CVS, but they are the cheapest. Petey dad was shopping around and said none of the other pharmacies are accepting new customers who are prescribed opioids. So I am kind of stuck with CVS right now.
I’m sorry to hear about your marriage, Pilot.
Happy Travels FCM. It sounds like fun.
Taters, I get angry at the way the government wastes money. I used to work for the state, the waste just made me sick. Too bad the money isn’t coming out of the pockets of those in charge.
Hope you mom gets well, Sunny.
Which reminds me of a… irritant? maybe?
I got a get-well card for my son to send to his paternal grandmother. A nice pop-up card that opens to form a vase of flowers. We mailed it a week ago and nothing. No thank you, no acknowledgment of any kind.
Kind of rude I think, but then rudeness does seem to run in that family. It’s why I don’t get along with them.
I’m not good at dealing with people who are consistently late (60-90 minutes) and change plans on a whim and expect me to accommodate them.
I only ever tried for my son’s sake, but at this point, he doesn’t really care. They are strangers to him.
He has one cousin who really wants to meet him, she has the feminine version of his name. I thought that was a little weird, but whatever.
I should go to bed. I have no idea what time my son will get out of irk tonight. Inventory went pretty quickly so he expects to get out early.
I hope not.
My road is narrow and dark, and the fog makes it a lot worse.
B/H mom rode down it one day. She said she didn’t know it was so narrow. I said, I told you that if a car is coming the other way, you both have to slow down and scoot over. No street lights at all. She said it looks nice where it runs along the creek, I said yes, it’s nice. She said, but there’s no guardrail. I said I know, and twice I have seen yellow tape where I think a car may have gone over the edge. Not sure if that is what happened though.
And the deer. I’d say 50% of the time I see deer in or by the road.
I don’t drive fast.