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More PW conference preparations
Holy cow, if I keep buying more stuff to put in the baskets I’ll have to buy more baskets. I couldn’t help myself we were in this dollar store today and there were all sorts of neat things there.
I am counting down the days to the conference. I can’t wait to get there and see all my friends I haven’t seen for two years.
My laptop’s battery isn’t holding a charge well so I have to make sure I carry the power cord with me at all times. I’ve dragged my suitcase down from the attic and have vacuumed it out. Must start writing my check list of ‘things not to forget to pack.’
Can someone please speed this week up a bit?
You all have a good one!
Maybe I should pack this?
Getting ready for the PW conference 2014
I bought two large baskets and a hat box to add to the three smaller baskets I had. I have stacks of books, note paper, pens, pencils, and some toys. Next, I’ll get the chocolate, snacks, wine, and other things to drink. Hey, the bar isn’t inexpensive.
Before the fifteenth, I need to drag my suitcase down from the attic, pull out the wheeled computer case, and pack. Haircut on the 7th, yay! Can’t wait, my mop is too long and thick, it feels like I’m wearing a heavy wool cap.
G is going to keep checking on The Curmudgeon along with a few other friends. I hope Gavin and Patty are on their best behavior.
I am looking forward to a four-day break. Look out, I’m beyond ready!
You is going to leavez us alone wid da old man? If he don’t havez jelly beans, you iz gonna owe us big time!
Fried brain
It seems that not enough has happened this past week so The Curmudgeon had to go overboard. He didn’t tell me he fell again the other day and smashed his ribs into the side board of his bed. Well, he did. Yep, looks like he cracked a couple of ribs again. Worse thing is he’s come down with a bit of a cough with it. Uh huh, that hurts.
His moans and groans are epic and I swear Gavin mimics him once in a while to garner attention. Thank goodness for bedtime around here, a time where I get a little break in the chaos, unless The Curmudgeon can’t fall to sleep, then the chaos continues.
I long for a day of silence. Not complete ear ringing silence, but the silence you find at a beach when you are the only one there, or in the woods in the early evening.
I don’t want a running commentary of what is playing on TV. I am in the same room and trying to do something not pertaining to the TV. Please don’t tell me about that stupid commercial for the four hundred and thirty-seventh time.
By the end of the day my brain is fried into a crispy non-functioning pile of cells. You all have a good day.
Patty is not well
I guess we didn’t have enough stress in this house. Day before yesterday Patty did a lot of whining all night, very unlike her, poor pup. (Gavin is the whiny butt in this house.) Therefore my instructions to The Curmudgeon was that he make an appointment for her at the vet’s first thing in the morning.
We took her to the Vet’s. A new vet since all our vets retired from the practice. Thank goodness she has French Bulldogs and is familiar with how stoic the bully breeds are. Too stoic, she would not tell her doctor where she hurt. All the vet could tell was, she had less range of motion than normal when she moved Patty’s head up, down, and side to side. Not one yip or whine did the pup make in front of her new vet. Not a good thing. She showed her doctor nothing to give a hint to the degree of pain she’s in.
A listen to her chest found a new problem, a heart murmur, stage 4. Now we know why she almost passed out while rough housing with Gavin a few weeks ago. After her syncope incident I wouldn’t allow too much play on her part.
She’s medicated, still whiny (at home), and on plenty of rest. We hope we can at least relieve her pain and get her feeling better.
Now I have to keep track of The Curmudgeon’s medications, my medications, and Patty’s medications.
Would it be possible for us to have at least one stress free week in the future?
You all have a good one and please keep Patty in your thoughts. She can use the help.
Wet weather
Lots of rain brought flooding to many areas around here. We’re lucky, our house is on a high point. Even so, our basement got wet. The ground is so saturated there’s no place for it to drain.
The poor pups were very unhappy campers with more rain yesterday. I think Patty is feeling waterlogged. Gavin would look out the back door at the pouring rain, heave a big sigh, then go out three steps into the yard, and pee as fast as he could.
The wet weather is making The Curmudgeon miserable. He’s had to take break through pain medications for the last three days.
As I listen to the rain start once again, I am looking forward to a couple of sunny days.
You all have a good one.
Mom says we won’t melt in the rain, but we don’t believe her.
Loving Jim Hensons creature shop challenge
My new favorite TV show! I think from the beginning I’ve been cheering Melissa on. She is such a cutie and her work is marvelous. I am so glad she’s in the final four.
http://www.syfy.com/now/jim-hensons-creature-shop-challenge
I’m hoping to learn a few things while watching the show that will translate into better props for our Halloween displays.
You all have a good one! And check out the show…
Lighting candles for our neighbors in the midwest
Tornadoes have once again ripped through several states and cities. Our thoughts are with our neighbors. May the days get easier, the storms fewer, and may relief, shelter, love and comfort come quickly to you all.
:D
We have a new roof! Jimmy, the new roofer, promised me no more leaks. I told him I’d hold him to that. He’ll be the first person I call if we have any water dripping.
I can’t tell you what a relief it is to have that taken care of at last. We had years and years of our old roofer patching and making the old slate roof last another year. We just couldn’t afford to replace the entire roof at his prices.
The new roofer is more reasonable in price and faster too.
No more leaks! That means I have fewer excuses to not get my painting done.
You all have a good one!
Patty and Gavin say, “We was berry berry good, we did notz bark at all the noise and vibberationing. Momma and Daddy are proud of us.”
Gone fishing…well, not yet but on Monday!
Yes, I plan to sneak away on Monday and go fishing. I don’t like to go on the weekends because too many people invade the park. Maybe I’ll even fly my kite.
You all have a good one!
Welcome to my circus
One of those days where if I hadn’t had a chance to get out of the house I may have later been picked up by the men in the white coats. Even the dogs were getting on my last nerve.
Had the pleasure of my dearest friend’s company for lunch and a market stroll. Afterwards I felt somewhat normal.
Of course, my normal is everyone else’s nightmare. Our household is a total circus on a good day and I am the ringmaster.
I so need decent weather so I can get out and work in the yard. The pond is so full of leaves and water I could easily hide a body in there… hmmm.
I iz innocent Don’t believe da Momma.
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