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Darn ‘Rona . . . Spoiling All My Fun

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This afternoon I saw Rocky sitting like this by the front door . . .

Me: “Whatcha doin’, Big Guy?”

Rocky: “Can we go see Emily today, Mom?”

Me:  “No, baby, we can’t do that today.”

Rocky: “But, Mom, it’s Emily’s birthday and I have to go to the office to give her birthday kisses!! If I don’t see her, she’ll think I don’t love her anymore! I haven’t seen her in ages, Mom. We gotta ggggooooooo!”

Me: “Honey, we can’t go see her today because of the virus I told you about that’s keeping Mommy home from work.”

Rocky: “Darn it, ‘Rona . . . spoiling all my fun . . . ”

Me: “I promise that we’ll go see Emily as soon as it’s over and you can give her as many kisses as you want.”

Rocky: “Okay. I’m waiting right here til it’s time to go.”

A little background . . . Rocky is IN LOVE with Emily, the vet tech that takes care of him every time he goes to the vet’s office.  She’s an absolute angel and treats him like a king.  I think that she’s the only vet tech that has ever taken care of him in the 10 years that we’ve been going to this particular vet office.  Last year I was sure that he “faked” illnesses just so he could go see Emily just about every other month.  Emily was the only one that Rocky would let touch his ear when he got into the fight with the groundhog last year.

Today really is Emily’s birthday . . . and the above picture and “conversation” is what I posted on FB to wish Emily a happy birthday . . .

But seriously though . . . even though we’re getting plenty of exercise and outdoor time while I’m doing the “work from home” thing . . . I think that sometimes he’s waiting at the front door just so we can go visit Emily . . .

 

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There Goes The Neighborhood

Looks like we have a dodgy neighbor across the street . . .

Young kid . . . late 20’s . . . can’t keep his pants up where they belong . . .  old car with rims and wheels that are probably worth more than the car . . .

He moved in maybe six months or so ago . . . don’t really know because the girl that originally rented the place kind of has a revolving door of “gentleman callers” staying at the house with her . . .

I started noticing the guy around the first of the year when I noticed that the neighbors on either side of her have signs that say “do not block the driveway” . . .

That happened after I noticed there were at least six cars parked in front of her house, my house, the neighbors across the street’s houses and they were all running into (and running out of) the house across the street . . . and they were all there for less than 5 minutes . . . and the revolving door of “visitors” continued for at least an hour . . .

So we neighbors kept track of the shenanigans going on across the street . . . and called the landlord from time to time to let him know what we were seeing . . . and the landlord chose not to believe us . . . and believed his tenant’s story that there was nothing going on and the “old lady hates us!” . . .

On Monday, I saw what appeared to be a shady illegal transaction and decided that it was time to involve the local police department . . . so now the local drug squad is “aware” of the situation . . . and the landlord and his tenant are also aware that “neighbors” are concerned about the “activities” at the house . . .

Which lead to today’s “shenanigans” . . . a shouting match between my next door neighbor and the girl tenant . . . and the girl tenant threatened my neighbor with “a harassment lawsuit” . . . for sitting on her porch while the guy tenant was working on his car . . . I heard the commotion while I was watching “The Young and The Restless” and had to go outside to see who dared interrupt my soap opera . . .

Girl tenant didn’t like me laughing at her shenanigans . . . guy tenant didn’t like me laughing at the girl tenant . . . and neither one of them liked my neighbor asking “WTF? Get off my property” as they were threatening a harassment lawsuit . . .

Yea . . . it’s gonna be an interesting summer . . .

 

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Quarantine Day 21

Three weeks . . . I’ve been doing the “stay at home” thing for three weeks . . .

The dogs are loving having me home . . . they’re getting lots of attention and treats . . . and daily walks unless the weather is “yucky” . . .

The laundry is all caught up . . . washed, dried, folded AND put away . . . I have no idea who I am anymore!!

I’m catching up on my soaps . . . and my entire afternoon revolves around Governor DeWine’s 2 pm press conference . . .

I have time to cook . . . and I’m re-discovering my love of cooking . . . and I’m so thankful for my cookbook collection . . . just wish the “cooking” part didn’t involve the “go to the grocery” part . . .

I’m well . . . the family is well . . . although several members of the family are now faced with unemployment and are tangled up in the horrible red-tape and bureaucratic nightmare that the horribly overburdened Ohio unemployment system has become because of this crisis . . .

Today the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it’s going to be 75 degrees.  Even during a world wide pandemic, life is good . . .

 

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Equal Time

I’m sitting at the computer in the kitchen checking my emails . . . and Rocky walks into the kitchen and puts his chin on my lap . . .

Rocky: Hey, Mom, can I ask you a question?

Me:  Sure, Big Guy.  Whatcha wanna know?

Rocky: Do you have the ‘rona?

Me: Oh, gosh, no, baby.  I’m not sick.  I’m just home because the Guy With the Glasses shut everything down and the library is closed for a little while.

Rocky:  When will it open back up?  When are you going back to work?

Me:  Hard to say, Big Guy.  Whenever the Guy With the Glasses says it’s okay to go back.  Why?

Rocky:  Because you being home is throwing off my schedule and Millie is bugging me ALL THE TIME when you’re in the basement and she’s stopping my naps.

Me:  (giggling) Okay, honey, I’ll tell Gov. Dewine that he needs to get this shit figured out so I can go back to work soon.

Rocky: (leaving the room and shouting at Millie) Millie!  Mom said you have to leave me alone so I can nap!

These two are killing me . . .

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MOMMY’S HERE ALL THE TIME

HI!!  I’M MILLIE!!  HAPPY TO MEET YOU!!  DO YOU HAVE A COOKIE FOR ME!!  (SORRY, MOMMY DOESN’T LIKE ME TO BEG BUT A GIRL’S GOTTA TRY!!)

MOMMY SAID I COULD WRITE ON HER COMPUTER!!  THIS IS FUN!!

MOMMY HAS BEEN HOME ALL DAY FOR SO MANY DAYS!!  LIKE WHEN SHE’S ON ‘CATION BUT BETTER BECAUSE IT’S LONGER THAN ‘CATION!!  AND SHE WILL BE HOME FOR LOTS MORE DAYS!!

WE HAVEN’T GONE ON TOO MANY WALKS BECAUSE THE WEATHER IS YUCKY!!  AND ROCKY DOESN’T LIKE TO WALK IN YUCKY WEATHER!! COZ HE’S OLDER AND HIS BONES HURT!!  SO WE STAY HOME AND SNUGGLE ON OUR BEDS AND WATCH TV WITH MOMMY!!

WE LIKE TO WATCH TV EXCEPT FOR WHEN THAT ONE GUY WITH THE GLASSES COMES ON WITH THE LADY IN THE WHITE COAT AND STOPS MOMMY’S SHOWS!!  SHE DOESN’T LIKE WHEN THAT GUY STOPS HER SHOWS!!

TODAY MOMMY SAID SHE HAD TO GO TO WORK BUT SHE WAS REALLY IN THE BASEMENT!!  WE SAW HER GO IN THE BASEMENT AND WE COULD HEAR HER AND SHE WAS THERE FOREVER!!!  WE WAITED IN THE KITCHEN SO WE COULD BE SURE SHE WAS OKAY DOWN THERE!!  WE DON’T GO IN THE BASEMENT BECAUSE IT’S SCARY!!

MOMMY SAYS WE HAVE TO HAVE A ROUTINE BECAUSE ALL THIS LOUNGING IS NOT GOOD FOR ANY OF US!!  WONDER WHAT MOMMY HAS PLANNED FOR US??!!  HOPE IT’S MORE WALKS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD!!

OKAY I GOTTA GO NOW!!  NEIGHBOR MIKE IS OUTSIDE AND HE HAS TREATS FOR US!!

SEE YA LATER!!

 

 

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I’m Probably Gonna Regret This . . .

My little part of Ohio is shut down for the forseeable future.

No movie theatres.  No shopping . . . unless it’s for groceries.  No eating out.  No sports.  Lots of stuff shut down, postponed, cancelled . . .

Starting next week, I’m working from home two days a week and working a 4 hour shift at work . . .

I’m looking forward to spending a lot of quality time with Millie and Rocky . . . Millie and Rocky are pretty excited about it . . . I’m excited about it too . .

Since I’ll have all this time on my hands and I need to keep Millie busy while I attempt to get some work done . . . I promised her that she could do some guest blog posting . . . she’s so excited that she’s chasing Rocky through the house . . . I’m probably gonna regret this.

Don’t say I didn’t warn ya . . .

 

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2,197 Days

313 weeks and 6 days . . .

72 months and 6 days . . .

6 years and 6 days . . .

It seems like he’s been gone forever . . .

It seems like he just left yesterday . . .

Rocky sometimes sits at the top of the stairs when we go to bed thinking that Daddy might come home in the middle of the night and he doesn’t want to miss him . . .

I still expect to see his car sitting on the street in front of The Little House when I come home from work . . .

There are three grandchildren that he’s never even met . . . but they are so much like him that we are sure he’s “seen” them somehow . . .

This year the anniversary of “the day” was on a Monday . . . and it was the Martin Luther King holiday . . . and I DREADED the day so much I took the day off from work expecting to stay at home . . . in bed . . . under the covers . . . wishing the day away . . .

But I got a beautiful invitation from my dear niece to go to lunch and go shoppping . . . how could I say no . . . so I got to spend the day with two of my nieces and my mom . . . shopping and laughing and enjoying the day . . .

The third week of January is still a rough week for me . . . and I’ll always dread January 20 . . . but for once it didn’t totally suck . . . maybe there’s hope for me yet.

 

 

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