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Will I be able to move tomorrow? We’ll see.
I should have gone to the grocery store, but I figured that can wait a while. We have no idea how long we’ll keep these cooler temperatures. The day was pure bliss.
I made a few inroads on the pond garden, filling two of my three trash barrels, ran the weed-eater all over the edges of the yard. (All is ready for The Curmudgeon to mow if he’ll get off his can and do it.) Came in the house shaking with exhaustion and drenched in sweat. I rested and went back out. Four more times I yanked weeds and ran the weed-eater until its two batteries died, taking short rest and water breaks in between.
Funny, while the weed-eater was running, the frogs would sing with the noise.
I didn’t get outside our fence but since I don’t see it, I don’t care. The city can fine me, but when they do, they’d better fine the apartments and the cemetery too.
Oh muse, wherefore art thou?
The writing well is still dry. I’m hoping things change soon. This is so frustrating.
I know…. breathe.
Sometimes it’s difficult to take my advice. Breathe some more.
I plan to drag out one writing book at a time and re-read them all. Maybe, among all those books, I will find inspiration and my muse who has gone into hiding.
Hesiod and the Muse (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Update…and it’s only Tuesday!
It’s been raining since early evening, it is now 1 a.m. The frogs are loving it. You should hear all the singing going on outside.
Both dogs think they will melt if they go out. Tough, you asked to go, you are going. *Boot*
The Curmudgeon skipped his shot last week and didn’t do his shot before bed tonight. He says he’ll do it after our friend’s funeral. He wants to be able to function through it.
I hope all this rain cools it down around here. I need to get so much done out in the yard that it makes me cry just to look at the amount of work I must do once it is tolerable enough to work out there.
Any volunteers? Yeah, I didn’t think so.
You all have a good one.
Redeep, redeep, croooooaaaak!
The heat we had not only kept us inside in the AC but it silenced my frogs. Yesterday we had cooler weather and singing frogs.
The Curmudgeon remarked that we have at least one very loud frog out in the pond. He hadn’t heard them yet so the volume of the frog’s song startled him. (Wish I’d seen that.)
While I was out making an inroad into the overgrowth of weeds around the pond, one frog decided to serenade me. Later another one sang me his song. Both voices are distinctly different.
40 years ago…..
The Curmudgeon and I were married.
And today we are still together.
You all have a good one!
RIP…another friend gone.
At a little past 11 a.m. yesterday G’s husband Barry died. He had been in hospice care for a few days. Evil cancer took him away.
The Curmudgeon and I met Barry and G soon after we moved into our house. We became good friends. We watched their two boys grow up to have families of their own.
Barry will be missed by all who knew him.
Brat competition
Daddy attention! Fun!!!
Yay! Bully Bongos!
Don’t stop.
Excuse me! He’s mine!!! I want to play bully bongos too!
Ha!
Loving it!
My turn again?
Nope.
Still mine!
Daddy is mine all mine!
Hot, hot, hot!
Gypsys Melting Pot‘s photo
Thank goodness for a fresh hair cut to keep me cool. It doesn’t look as though we are in for any breaks in this heat for a while yet.
I can only get the dogs to out when they are absolutely desperate to go. When I came down yesterday morning both of them were sacked out on the couch and had no desire to move even an ear.
The Curmudgeon is going a bit stir crazy but he’ll survive.
You all have a good one and keep yourselves and your pets cool!
Cleaning spree?
One advantage to this miserably hot weather is that I am inside in the AC and bored enough to finally get my bedroom clean from top to, well… almost the bottom. I still need to do the floors.
Then I need to clean the hall, bathroom, stairs, living room, and kitchen. Yeah. No. I’m not that energetic. It may or may not happen. I will be wheezing for a few days as it is because of all the dust I stirred up already.
Off for a hair cut later today. I can’t wait. I am going to have my stylist cut it as short as possible. She balks, but my hair grows so fast I do not need it too long within a couple of weeks especially if this heat keeps up.
The Curmudgeon skipped his shot this week. With this heat I can’t blame him. The shot makes him weak enough as it is and with the addition of the heat and humidity there’s no telling how he would be.
You all have a good one.
Air conditioning iz good! I stayz cool wif my Daddy!
OMFG! This is way too hot!
93 degrees with 83% humidity is not proper summer weather for Pennsylvania! Argh!
After midnight and we have 80 degrees with 83% humidity. You have to be kidding me! No! No! No! What the heck happened to our mid eighties with low humidity and dropping down to mid to high sixties at night?
Jeez, this has to stop. I can’t get any yard work done and it is beginning to look like a freaking jungle out there. HEEELLLLP! The plants are taking over!!!
You can’t breathe outside, the air is thick enough to cut a slice and chew it. The dogs don’t want to take more than three steps into the yard to pee and then dash back in to flop in front of the AC.
You all have a good one.
New addition to Casa Doggonedmysteries…
Lily Rose arrived Saturday. She had to fend off Patty’s attention within minutes. Patty was strictly told no, no, bad dog, she is Mommy’s!!! Going to have to keep an eye on that pup. Gavin has ignored Lily Rose.
Sunday I took Lily Rose over to meet G and Barry. Barry is not with us much, his medications knock him out. Our dear friend is down to less than 120 lbs, he is frail, very weak, and now on liquid medications because he can’t swallow pills. Therefore, I was tickled when he smiled at Lily Rose. It’s the first reaction I’ve had out of him in weeks. Even the Hospice nurse was pleased he reacted. Please keep him in your thoughts.
Keep your eyes on the blog, you never know where Lily Rose will go next….
You all have a good one!
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