My two dogs were out this morning while I chopped veggies and tried to handle feeding and swapping food for 22 parakeets. Well, I was about a minute away from going to get my dogs back in the house when I got a helluva scare. Apparently, my retriever-mix (aka, Blonde Houdini) busted the swivel catch … Continue reading My blonde Houdini was at it again, but I got the scare of my life to go with it… legally, that is.
Well, no meteor, but the dog suddenly revealing what "supposedly yummy treasure" she ingested from who-knows-who's yard all over blankets and the floor a couple hours before bedtime is a helluva substitute for a universal F-you. I'd planned to stay up a while with a list of things to at least get a good start … Continue reading When you’re screwed & you know it, & get even more screwed, to the point where you’re ready for the meteor to hit & end it already… but still hanging onto a thread of hope
I have to say I haven't gotten the hang of consistency for much longer than a week or two. Perhaps that's why I was such a wage slave for so many years and am just now trying to get away from that and bear some more responsibility for what I can and will do in … Continue reading Building that “anchor point” in my day; or, getting my mental schedule back on track…
Today I kept thinking about that little silly rhyme about the weather: "April showers bring May flowers." Well, with today's heavy rain this morning (and more predicted for tomorrow), it's not quite accurate. But then again, welcome to southeast Texas. We just had some minor spats of rain, maybe an hour or two here or … Continue reading April was all about gardening & trees & bees. I wonder what May’s going to bring now.
It's almost time for me to head to bed right now, but my feet are still throbbing from walking around all day on the dirtiest floor (despite some intense cleaning efforts the past few days). With all the hidden places dirt's been accumulating, I'm gonna have to do my "shoes at the door" rule again … Continue reading Being me, I just HAD to tackle the hardest area of my house far too early…
17 degrees Fahrenheit. That's what it was when I finally listened to my dog's whining (which happens when he knows I'm clearly not asleep like I should be) and got up around 7 a.m. Off and on all night I'd heard freezing rain pinging on my window and roof, and it would wake me up … Continue reading An actual winter & an insane morning don’t mix well.
Looking at my laundry list (no pun intended) of stuff to do, I realized with dismay that since the November weather was being so damned cooperative for once, I'd better be smart and get as many outdoor chores taken care of as possible. And high time, too. Only needed one cup of coffee this morning … Continue reading A weekend full of cleaning ahead when I should be writing instead…
I have to admit, I'm not the least bit prepared to be doing NaNoWriMo this year. I was set to do some prep work in October (when I remembered the event was coming up--gee, October went by fast), and somehow never got much of anything done. I did get some writing prompt books and found … Continue reading A surprising start for NaNoWriMo, & the beautiful day that helped…
I was gonna wait til tomorrow to go back to the store and get the parakeets I heard were gonna be available. I knew they had 'em, but they weren't available to be bought yet because they do a check-up and quarantine of sorts for a week or two to make sure they're okay and … Continue reading Bringing new friends home at last, & hoping for the best…
I should be looking at online jobs right now. I should've been working on my self-education opportunities, watching lectures, or doing Masterclass activities this week. Instead, I just keep thinking about Buddy and what I'll do now for a new pet or two, because it feels strange without that squawker. I've got two dogs and … Continue reading The Pet Conundrum; or, learning patience while trying to move on & find another little friend or two…
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