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What I’m watching

 

     Out of all the reality shows, most of which can go away–far, far away, I do enjoy The Voice.  I love the blind auditions and will be watching again tonight.

     After The Voice, I’ll be switching to the Sci Fi channel to watch Lost Girl.

     I didn’t watch the Super Bowl yesterday.  I haven’t watched one for 37 years–since I’ve been married.  I used to watch a lot of football when I lived at home.  With all daughters at least one of us managed to enjoy watching the games with our father.

     You all have a good one!

 

Updates

 

     The Curmudgeon had a strange day yesterday.  His balance sucked but he said he felt pretty darned good in spite of that.  Go figure.

     Gavin and Patty are full of energy and chase each other about every morning now.  I guess his UTI is getting better.

      The roof on the MIL’s garage is STILL not done.  The Curmudgeon talked to the roofer and got a few excuses.  We’ll see what happens.  If it doesn’t get finished soon he’ll have me to deal with and I’m never as easy to appease as The Curmudgeon.

     Writing is still eluding me.  Maybe once the house is finally on the market I’ll relax enough to work.

     You all have a good one!

 

Tight budget month

     Did you ever have one of those months where the money in the checking account seems to have disappeared into a black hole? 

     Yeah, that’s us this month.  The vet bills–many more than usual, the repair of the old desk top, The Curmudgeon’s new glasses–both pair,  bills, groceries…oops!  The balance got low faster than usual.  We’re going to have to budget carefully for the rest of the month.

     Makes me real glad I put the lap top purchase on the charge card.  I figure I can clear that charge in two or three payments.

     I’ll need to stay out of Amazon and keep The Curmudgeon away from all those catalogs.

     At least he’ll get his birthday present next week–they finally shipped his new cane.

When words fail, pictures work!

 

When does the energy return?

     I’m still waiting for my energy to come back.  I get tired all the time while doing much less than I did six months ago.  With amazing temperatures the last two days it really bothered me that I didn’t have all the energy I wanted to have.

     People keep telling me that it will come back and I’ll feel normal again.  However, after carrying in the groceries and large bag of dog food yesterday I truly wondered about it.  Once I put  the groceries away, I felt so exhausted that I asked The Curmudgeon if he minded if I ordered a pizza for dinner.  I absolutely did not have any energy left to cook.

     Before, I would’ve made a great dinner using ingredients I just bought.  My ass was dragging for sure because all I wanted to do was take a nap.  (I didn’t though.)   It’s a little hard to do that when you have two bullies telling you it is dinner time!  They aren’t subtle about it.

     You all have a good one!  I’m going to take it easy today…maybe.

It wasn’t a low cholesterol dinner…

     Every once in a while I do have to make The Curmudgeon something special for dinner.  I knew I wasn’t going to have time to get fancy last night because I had a dentist appointment in the afternoon. 

     My solution at 4:30 in the morning, was to slice some onions, toss them in the crock pot, put the frozen chuck roast on top of them, season it and pour a bottle of Guinness Stout over all.  I set the pot on low and went to bed.

     Right before I left for my 2:00 appointment, I dumped some baby carrots in the pot.  The roast smelled marvelous.

     Arriving home a little before four, I checked the roast.  The carrots were almost done–we’d eat at five.

     A quarter to five, I made mashed potatoes, pulled out the carrots and roast, and made gravy.  The Curmudgeon enjoyed his dinner.  I did too because this sort of meal is becoming scarce in this house.

     I’ll make up for it during the rest of the week.

New alarm clock

     Gavin has either taken it upon himself to be my alarm clock, or he’s decided that he wants some private Mommy time.  Lately, I’ve heard him wandering down the hallway and flopping down in front of my bedroom door a little before I would be getting up.

     Yesterday, The Curmudgeon remembered how I’ve often asked him to not let me sleep too late, and he came to wake me.  Gavin followed, squeezed in the door past his Daddy, and piled on the bed with me.  He was ready to settle in for a good snuggle when Patty decided to join us.

     The disgust on his face proved to me that he’d wanted me all to himself.  He got up, left the bed, and went back downstairs.  He was NOT happy.  Poor Gavin.

     Patty, on the other hand, was happy.  She got to bounce on the bed, make him leave, and then chase him downstairs.

     I think that when I hear him flop down outside my door tomorrow and let loose with his usual sigh, I’ll let him in and close the door so Patty can’t ruin his cuddle.  Sometimes he just needs some alone time with me.

Passwords, a touch of insanity

     How many passwords do you have?  I’ve changed all of mine.  If a psychiatrist ever saw my new ones, I’d be residing in the nut hut.  I don’t have passwords by the ‘dozens’  but I do have several.  Most places today require a minimum of 8 characters and at least one should be a number.

     Creating passwords is  interesting.  Passwords are also a bit telling.  Many people use the names of their pets–not a good idea folks.  You need to find cleverer things than that.  Don’t use your birthdays, anniversaries, or the grandkids names either.

     How creative can you get?  As creative as you want so long as you can remember them.  I have had to change passwords a few times because I forgot what one I used for the account.

     Some of mine  can tell you exactly where my head was at the time of creation.  No, I’m not spilling the beans.  I don’t want to change them all again.

No dog left behind

     Yes, Bullies are short bus dogs.  Patty proved it yesterday.  Not to be outdone by her brother’s ear hematoma, she came darned close to breaking her neck THREE  TIMES. 

     It began in the morning when The Curmudgeon had Gavin outside and Patty was left to her own devices.  The Curmudgeon came in and he found her poorly balanced on the radiator at the kitchen window.  She was so intent on her balancing act that she didn’t hear him open the door.  He asked her what she was doing.  She startled and he had to grab her in mid-air to keep her from taking a bad fall.

     Later, I took her outside and when she was ready to come in, she dashed for the door so fast that she missed a step.  Had she not had a leash on I think she would’ve fallen off the porch steps.  That was two.

     Around dinner time she decided to egg Gavin into playing.  She huckle butted around the living room, bounced up on the love seat, went to dive off and fell on her face.  I started to run over to her, she stood up, shook herself, and gave me that ‘I meant to do that’ look that they all have.  That was three.

     Yeah, my dogs ride on the short bus.

A Gavin update

     Had Gavin at the vet’s this evening.  He checked Gavin’s ear and wants to leave the stitches in another week to make sure enough scar tissue builds up to prevent this from happening again.

     As usual, Gavin was not thrilled to be there no matter how many cookies he got.  Yes, he’s a short bus dog for sure.  His vet adores him even though Gavin will not look him in the face.  Gavin will close his eyes to take a treat so he can’t look him in the eye.

     When we got home He leapt about with Patty like a puppy.  He was very happy to be home after the torture of having NOTHING DONE to him and many cookies.

Back it up…I should tattoo that on my hands.

     So I’m sort of getting used to the new lap top.  I do love the wireless feature.  Being able to take the computer to my bedroom, my chair, or even the kitchen has its perks. 

     I do hope my computer gets fixed sometime this week.  I also hope that I didn’t lose the couple batches of pictures and some writing I’d done and hadn’t gotten around to backing  up.  Nasty little F*tards who send out viruses and make us average people suffer are worthless pieces of crap.   Normally, I made regular back ups, but since the heart attack, I’ve neglected several things and that was one of them. 

     Oh well, you live and learn–sometimes.  You think I would’ve learned since my hard drive crashed a couple of years ago, but NOOOOOO, I forgot for a few months.  Yes, Dave I lost a lot of the book if my computer guru doesn’t recover everything.

     You all have a good one and don’t forget to BACK IT UP!

Another day…

     We didn’t get as much snow as it had sounded like we were going to get, much to my relief.  AJ came and had our driveway and walk cleared in no time.  The street isn’t in bad shape so if we have to go anywhere we can easily go.

     If I was on my desk top I would’ve taken and downloaded pictures for the blog but I have no desire to load my lap top with pictures now.

     Each time the dogs went out they reacted differently to the snow.  One time Gavin loved it the next he couldn’t get out and back in fast enough.  Patty raced about eating snow on a few trips and on others she too would dash out and right back in.  I have weird dogs.  Another Bull Terrier owner calls these dogs ‘short bus dogs’ by cracky she has the right of it.

     You all keep safe and have a good one.