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Happy 4th…
Because The Curmudgeon doesn’t tolerate heat well we won’t be picnicking outside. If it doesn’t rain I will be grilling our dinner. I’m not sure what that is yet.
Poor Lucy is not thrilled with fireworks so I have no idea what she’s going to do when the city sets off its display and all the idiots around here do their versions. This will not be fun. She didn’t like the thunderstorm last night.
We have new idiots down the street that have been setting off huge aerial fireworks, set up improperly so they are going off low near the roofs. They will most likely set a house on fire this weekend. I hope it is not mine.
You all have a happy and safe day.
More bits and bobs
Wow, it did get warm yesterday. Totally put The Curmudgeon on the sidelines. When I came downstairs he told me the dogs needed to go out and he couldn’t walk anymore. He, after a few hours downstairs, went up to stay in bed. It was not a good day for him at all.
I had a doctor appointment, my every three months check. My doctor has recently had his own health problems crop up and it’s delightful that he takes it with humor. The man had me giggling like a fool with his jokes.
Lucy is not pleased with the idiots who are setting off the fireworks around here. Neither am I. Gavin doesn’t give a darn.
Tell them to stop with the boomers, Mom.
Miscellaneous
Whew, going to be stinking hot here today. Good thing we already have the AC running. I don’t know what we’d do without the AC. The Curmudgeon wouldn’t be able to move at all without it. Told him if he goes outside he’d better wear his ice vest.
Why do people who are calling for charity donations get pissed off when I tell them we are on a do not call list? I’m not going to give to them anyway when they call me at 10:00 p.m. and are rude to me.
Lucy likes to watch Swamp People. Silly dog. “Choot ’em Lizabeth!”
15 minutes a day training
Gavin and Lucy are getting along, although at times she gets to be a bit much for him. Those are the times when he decides the crate is where he wants to be. He closes his door so he is safe from her excitement and comfortable enough to take a good nap.
Yes, he is getting old and showing it lately. We didn’t realize how much until live wire Lucy joined our family. We forgot how busy these guys can be.
Lucy does enjoy our quiet lifestyle but only because we give her several good workouts a day.
She’s learned her recall very well, she knows drop it, she sits, and she gives paw on command. We will begin working on her down and stay. I hope to be able to build a few obstacles for her to play on and have fun with.
You all have a good one!
This gift will keep on giving
After an overwhelming day the day before, yesterday, The Curmudgeon (Jay) took his mobility cart for several spins in the yard and showed it off to the next door neighbors.
I think he’s still a bit in shock over everyone’s generosity in getting the cart for him.
You have to understand that even though he was an only child, he was never treated well by either of his parents. They were cold people who never hugged or showed much affection.
Coming into my family, where most of us were demonstrative, was culture shock for him. My grandmother giving him hugs, my father treating more like a son than his own father ever did, my mother treating him better than his mother, sisters teasing him and showing him affection, he discovered a whole new sort of life and he liked it.
He was so touched by this gift. This outpouring of love from people he knows so little about. He was at a loss for words for most of the day, but I caught him outside admiring the cart more than once.
The Curmudgeon is mobile!
You have no idea what this gift meant to this man.
You all have a good one!
Yes, there is good in the world
A little while back I posted a link that a couple of friends on Facebook had set up to get The Curmudgeon a mobility scooter. These are friends whom I have never met in person.
Most of the people who donated money to this I’ve never met.
This is why my heart is full and my eyes are leaking. I love this man and to have him feel so happy about being able to play with the dogs outside once again is a blessing.
The scooter gets here today between 11:00 a.m. and 1 p.m.
I don’t think he believes it yet. 🙂
When you start to think there is no good left in the world, talk to me. I know better.
You all have a good one.
There will be pictures when it gets here.
Busy day…
Before
After these three plus one bins filled…
Yep, I worked hard again today.
Still didn’t touch the back corner…
All that mess on and around the arbor must go.
I hate grocery shopping but this time wasn’t so bad.
I needed to go grocery shopping, my list had grown overlong. I hate grocery shopping and put it off for as long as I can. Yesterday, was that time.
The Curmudgeon decided to come along so he could get a haircut at the salon next door to the grocery store while I shopped. A little over halfway through my shopping he appeared, driving an electric grocery cart, willing to take part of my list and doing a bit of shopping.
It’s been a long time since he’s gone shopping with me. I appreciated it since he saved me about ten minutes. Although, he needs to learn to wait near the registers when he finishes his part so I don’t have to hunt for him at the end. LOL!
Now, he may not be able to help me load and unload the car but having him along for company and not having to shop completely alone was nice.
Someone was tired when we got home.
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