Useless stuff stuck in my brain that I don’t know what to do with. . .
Have you ever seen anybody eat a burrito and drive at the same time? The lady was driving a big SUV and using both hands to eat the burrito. I got out of her way quick!
Why don’t people put their shopping carts back in the cart corral? What makes them think it’s okay to just leave the cart in an empty parking space.
I can always tell if it’s going to be a rough Monday when the first complaint of the day is about a broken coffee pot. Yep, that’s how I started the day . . . dealing with a broken coffee pot.
Is it me or does it seem like the holidays are all running together? The other day I saw Christmas ornaments and Halloween candy in the same store. And last week was the first day of school for the kids here where I live.
Hubby’s bowling season started last week. Yippee!! I’ve enjoyed having him home this summer but I really, really enjoy my Monday nights home alone with the doggies. Especially the time I get to spend on the couch doing cross stitch.
I spent the last week or so watching the Little League World Series. There was a team from Ohio that made it to Williamsport. Unfortunately they lost pretty early in the tournament. Then I started watching the team from Texas. But the little boys from Georgia won it for the second year in a row. There’s just something wonderful the crack of an metal bat.
One of the pet care websites I visit said that you can wash your dog with Dawn dishwashing liquid to kill fleas. I wonder if that really works . . . would sure save me a lot of money on flea drops for the doggies.
I heard a rumor that they are going to do a sequel of "Ferris Bueller’s Day Off". Oh wow I hope that rumor is true.
Okay . . . back to my cuddle time with the puppies . . .
More signs that my boringly normal life is coming back. Took Blacky to the vet this morning for his shots and his annual checkup. For an old boy (he’s 8 now), he’s in pretty good shape. A little stiff and sore because of the arthritis, but the recent increase in his meds is helping with that. Of course, he was so excited to be at the vet’s office and to see his favorite doc that you’d never know he even had arthritis. She did recommend that I start taking him on little walks at night to help build his leg muscles a little bit. Not the long walk like I take with Luci, but just something to get him some exercise. Yea, Mommy is going to get a LOT of exercise.
The only problem she found on Blacky was a hot spot in his ear. This came totally out of left field! I didn’t even know his ears were bothering him. She told me that as a dog gets older, things change and sometimes the ears get a little goopier (her word!) and the hot spots pop up. I have to clean his ears out twice a day and put the medicine in them. Big fun for me because he’s always hated having his ears messed with. He had problems with yeast infections when he was a puppy and he’s never forgiven (or forgotten) what we had to do during those episodes! Even bigger fun for me this time because Luci will certainly have to see what’s going on and will be in the way.
The biggest news of the morning was that Blacky had lost 3 lbs. That’s a big deal because they’re always suggesting that we get a few pounds off him to help ease the pain of the arthritis and the hip dysplasia. I can’t really take credit for that. I think the weight loss is more of an old age thing than anything I have done. Especially when Daddy and Grandma (my MIL) are firm believers in full bowls at all times and lots of treats.
Overall, he got a clean bill of health. I’m very happy because I always worry about Blacky’s vet visits – especially now that he’s considered a "senior citizen".
Excuse me while I attempt the first dose of ear meds . . .
Yep, I think it’s finally here. The boringly normal life I used to lead before all the drama of the surgery, job change, hubby’s semi-retirement, Mom’s health issues, MIL health issues, Hubby health issues is starting to come back. I’ve been able to take Luci for our evening walk. I’ve been caught up on my laundry. I’m sitting on the couch channel surfing with Hubby and complaining that there isn’t anything decent to watch on TV. I’ve been cooking real meals – okay, I’m grilling out alot, but at least it’s not TV dinners.
I’ve been holding my breath the last couple of weeks waiting for the next dramatic turn of events that would wreck havoc on my homelife yet again. But nothing has happened. So far.
I spent the weekend watching the Little League World Series.
Hubby has gotten a fairly clean bill of health. His blood pressure is still up but we’re working with the family doc to get it under control with another new med.
MIL is doing well with the new meds and we’re keeping our fingers crossed that they keep working.
My Mom and Dad are healthy.
Jr. is fine.
The dogs are fine.
I’m starting to feel more comfortable with the new job.
Yea, boringly normal is nice.
Monday night was a big night here. It was the offical start of the football season. I watched the Hall of Fame Game on the NFL Network. Okay, it’s pre-season football and I realize that it doesn’t count towards the regular season but that doesn’t matter. It’s pro football. Yippe, yippee, yippee!!
Yes, I love football. I can’t tell you why and I don’t understand why. I just know that I love it. I can’t explain strategies or defense or anything like that. I like to watch the guys crash into each other, I like to watch the guys run down the field for a touchdown, I like to watch the spectacular passes. I enjoy listening to John Madden.
I blame Hubby for this . . . he introduced me to football the first year we were together. I learned early on in our relationship that unless I wanted to spend five months of every year alone I better develop an interest in football. He watched football every weekend and he was glued to the TV most of the day on Sunday. If it was that interesting to him, I figured I should at least pay attention. So I watched football every Sunday with him and he tried to explain the game to me. That’s when I discovered Joe Montana and the 49ers. Watching Joe was like watching a ballet. The way he could throw into a crowd and find a guy in a red jersey. I didn’t understand any of the rules about football but it was fun to watch. And yes I’m still a big Niners fan . . . even though they aren’t playing so well these days.
Only a few more weeks until the real season starts. Time to drag out my Niners jersey . . .
MIL is still in the hospital, but things are looking up. The meds are working and she won’t need the scary procedure. At least not yet. She’s complaining about everything – and that’s always a good sign that things are headed back to normal. They’re letting her come home tomorrow.
Now I just need to spend some time at home with Luci. Poor little thing, she’s waiting at the door for me when I get home from visiting MIL and wants to go for her nightly walk. We’ve been able to go on a short version of the walk. I’ve told her that Grandma is sick and Mommy has to go visit her but I don’t think it’s sinking in.
So hopefully she’ll be home tomorrow and I can look forward to the boringly normal life.