Gated at last.
The gate for the stairs arrived yesterday. Once I got it installed, I stood back, looked at it, and shook my head wondering why the hell I hadn’t bought one a long time ago. It just needs a little more tightening to get the gap out.
It is easy for The Curmudgeon to open and impossible for Gavin or Patty to get through when closed. They are allowed upstairs by invitation only. They don’t mind, they have the couch, The Curmudgeon’s chair, and their crates to snooze on/in. The perfect burglar alarms, they have free run of the entire downstairs.
Gavin likes his crate covered. LOL! It’s the funniest thing to see when he piles out of the crate from under his blanket drape. Patty prefers The Curmudgeon’s chair for most of the night but eventually she heads to her crate.
Next project for me to tackle? Who knows.
You all have a good one!
Saving for a rainy day…
I’m still looking for a buyer for my guitar and case. Guitar Center wasn’t interested since it doesn’t have a label. A while back another place valued it (with the case) at around $350.00.
Yesterday, I sold all our old coins and made a nice little sum of cash to add to our savings account. I was happily surprised as to how much we got for them. Every bit helps.
Next, I need to find a buyer or buyers for the antique china, The Shawnee Tom the Piper’s Son and S&P Shakers, the Lionel trains, and the two old toy firetrucks. (One is quite large.) I can’t see the sense in storing them any longer when we could use the money to save for a rainy day. That rainy day isn’t far off at the rate The Curmudgeon’s health is going.
You all have a good one!
It’s amazing how one simple movement can wreck your day or possibly week.
I walked in from the back porch with a casserole in my hands and didn’t get the door closed tight behind me, so I backed up and went to bump it with my butt.
Well, I didn’t back up far enough and when I went to bump the door closed I managed to somehow, at that instant, throw my lower back way out of whack. Can you say ouch? Can you say smart move, lady? I said that and more. Lots. More.
After all the worry about throwing my back out by trying to lift The Curmudgeon, I went and did it anyway, brilliantly, and in the dumbest possible way ever.
Yep, right about there…
While I’m nursing my back, I hope you all have a good day.
Zzzzzzz’s like crazy
My allergies were acting up the other night. Therefore, I took two Benadryl before bed instead of the usual one. I did not hear a single sound until one in the afternoon. LOL!
Talk about zonked out. The fact that I got only three hours of sleep the night before didn’t help either. It’s a good thing The Curmudgeon had a decent day and didn’t need me. We agree, I probably needed it.
He claims that the dogs were well-behaved and didn’t ask to out as often as usual. I’m not sure about that, they are real stinkers at times. He may have been sparing me some guilt.
I do believe he had them up very early and that’s why they wanted their naps so bad by two o’clock that Gavin even resorted to scolding me. At seven last night they were begging to go to bed. My dogs are not night owls like their Mommy.
Now, it is time for me to scoot out of here and make sure they get their late night out.
You all have a good one!
Check please!
I am so bored with cooking dinners! I can stand in front of the freezer or fridge staring at the contents forever and my mind goes blank on what to make.
It’s not that I lack ingredients, my freezer and cupboards are loaded with food. I guess what I lack is inspiration, energy, interest, and ideas. I’m sure I am not the only one who feels this way.
I could eat a sandwich every night for dinner and it wouldn’t phase me a bit. However, The Curmudgeon is not that fond of them. I enjoy going out to dinner, but he doesn’t, he hates going anywhere these days.
I could order in, but then I still have to do the dishes…
You all have a good one.
Photo of a typical refrigerator with its door open. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A thank you to our local firemen.
Yesterday began with a call to my phone at 8:30 a.m., The Curmudgeon’s voice swam into my dreams and yanked me awake. “I can’t get up.” Four words that send me into a heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, wide-awake, on my feet dash for wherever he is.
Once I found him, I knew I couldn’t get him up. I called the neighbor, he didn’t answer his phone. I asked The Curmudgeon what he thought we should do, I wasn’t going to attempt to lift him since my back is just beginning to feel better.
The Curmudgeon decided to call 911. I am so glad he did. Four fireman showed up at the door, they had him up and in his chair in mere seconds. Thank you so much guys!!!
Patty says, “Diz my Daddy. I takez care ob himz.
Lazy snuggles
Having spent a lazy day loafing about, reading, and generally being totally lazy, my back pain began to ease up. YAY!
It’s so nice to not have that nagging at me today. What’s even nicer is, I don’t have to worry about anything for a few days.
I spent my evening snuggling with Gavin on the couch while Patty snuggled with her Daddy in his chair. We all enjoyed this lazy day of snuggles.
You all have a good one!
Yes, to a nothing day.
How nice it would be to spend today doing nothing. I could use a nothing day. I spent all of the last few days cleaning, weeding, washing, vacuuming, dusting, reorganizing, and I’m still not done.
My back says, “Enough! Take a freaking break and get off your feet so I can rest.
I do believe I’ll listen to it. Besides, Monday afternoon the new rugs will arrive, I’ll need my back in good shape then.
You all have a good one!
Bird watching…
I love the sound of the birds in the yard and this weather has been perfect for having the windows open so I can hear them. The echinacea is going to seed much to the delight of the gold finches. They sing like crazy while they are munching down on their favorite seeds.
The cardinals nested in the neighbor’s trees and have used my yard as their playground. It’s a delight to watch them.
I have a pair of catbirds who spend most of their day in the yard, along with robins, a few wrens, woodpeckers, grackles, and starlings. We have house finches, chickadees, nuthatches, brown thrashers, and several varieties of sparrows who love to take dirt baths under my flowering almond.
However, the kings of our flying friends are the hawks. We have red tails, sharp shinned, and coopers. We also have Peregrine falcons.
This year we were disappointed not to have a duck visitation.
We live smack dab in the middle of town, I always find it amazing as to the variety we do get.
You all have a good one.
Updates for the week
The packages I expected finally arrived. Color me happy. Hurray! The sushi plate sets arrived in time for me to surprise G with a special luncheon.
G and I went to the farmers market. Then we went to Wegman’s where I bought us a special treat for our lunch, we had a lovely sushi lunch on my new plates. I think we both earned it.
Found out The Curmudgeon forgot to take his morning pills yesterday , completely explaining why he had such a bad day. Unfortunately, I have enough difficulty remembering to take my own medications, having to make sure he takes his is a stretch.
English: Typical Japanese sushi set, as sold in department stores. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
MS sucks.
The Curmudgeon had another really bad MS day. He finally gave in and went back to his bed. Sleep did not come, he grew weaker, and more miserable as the afternoon turned into evening.
He refused to eat dinner. Gee, I could have skipped cooking and rested had I known he’d do that. He did take his medications. However, they didn’t help. The Curmudgeon is having great difficulty walking and I cannot pick him up from the floor. This makes for a very frustrating time for both of us.
I hope that today he feels better. I will know as soon as I wake up because these days he never lets me have one moment to catch my breath before he needs this and that. I do wish he’d wait until after I had my first cup of coffee. I function so much better then.
Keep your fingers crossed that he is improved by the time I wake. You all have a good one.
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