The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still. Exodus 14:14
He was ever so glad to see his people after their week in The Mitten!
He liked the new duvet cover The Dane picked out at Ikea.
I Facetimed with The Boy yesterday to hear how his final Rituxan infusion went. He said it went well and he slept through the majority of it. Sy was especially glad to see him and I heard his happy chatting all the way up here. I then watched as he made biscuits and loved on his Dad. That cat is an excellent baker! A #1 kneader!!!!!
Hey Guys, look at all of the hyacinth beans I harvested! WOO HOO!!! I am going to start them in the house in early spring so they can get a jump start.
I ripped this off from Pinterest, it’s what I do best. I bought everything except the candle, which was given to me by Girl Cousin Robin! Thanks Robin, that candle smells DE-licious! I am very pleased with my copying skills.
Mousey and I bought this to try, it has evidently been around forever. She said she had read that some people like it. We then had a conversation about old fashioned things that really work.
We don’t do any corn husking around here but we gave it a whirl. Mousey slathered it all over, as she does. I tried it on my hooves. I like that it is oil free. I am not keen on getting oil all over the bedding. She loved it and I felt her legs and they did feel like silken magic. The jury is still out on my hooves. They are a tougher nut to crack. I may have to be more diligent than the one time I applied. We shall see.
Have a good weekend!
October 23, 2014 at 4:29 AM (Pinterest)
A few observations for your Monday morning.
Things are WAY past peak up here in The Mitten. We have now graduated to carpets of leaves on the ground, scraggly, leafed trees and some bare branches.
Of course, our Bradford Pears are just now turning color and still fully leafed. They are introverts and like to do their shedding alone. Always late to the autumnal party so to speak.
Autumnal is a strange word.
So is jurisprudence. I never use the word jurisprudence.
Artichoke is a weird one too.
I hesitate to enjoy something with the word choke in it.
I had a cat food incident this week.
As you know, we have three old lady cats. A mother and her two daughters. They are approximately 8 and 10. Or 10 and 12 years old. They is fluffy.
They have been eating Science Diet, regular chow for their entire life with us. I realized a couple years ago that the bag said for ages 1-6, and another bag said 7 and up. I wondered if that might be why they were so …fluffy? I switched them to a mature bag. It had a different shape. Halle Berry promptly licked the fur off her belly. Her entire belly. I switched them back.
This summer I noticed another option, something about age defying. They did fine with that. When I went to buy a new bag, that’s when my troubles began.
When paying at the cash register, The cashier said the price was about $20 more than I had ever paid. What? I said I had not paid that last time. She said they raise the prices sometimes. By $20? I said I was going to exchange the bag. I got another one for mature cats. Unfortunately, when I got home and inspected the bag closer, I realized it was the bag where the food was a different shape. The belly licking bag!!!!
I did not open it. I took it back the next day and exchanged it for another bag of a different old lady cat food, opened it and fed the Girls. There was food still in the bowl when it was time for the next feeding, this is an unheard of phenomenon at our house. It continued for a couple of days. No one loved this kind. Then the horking began. I’m sorry Spellcheck, you may not recognize horking, but anyone who has a cat knows what horking is. I took that bag back for a refund.
I again bought the age 1-6 kind, which I will now refer to as the fat and yummy, no horking kind.
My Aunt Phyllis and I are trying to convince my Uncle Bob to come to Florida when we are there. She did what she could do, I did what I could do. He recognized a well coordinated effort. She chatted on Words With Friends yesterday that she saw a chink in his armor, he said he was checking flights today. We will see!
We had Tasty Boy doughnuts this weekend. Oh. My. Goodness. Those doughnuts are sinful.
We watched home movies this weekend. They are worth their weight in PURE GOLD! Precious. Everybody take movies, right now.
Have a pleasant Monday.
October 19, 2014 at 7:01 AM (Uncategorized)
A sleeping kitty is one of my favorite things! This week features Snoozing Sy.
I would have been B.O.T.H.E.R.I.N.G. him.
There has been some Hectic over here the last few days. Some good and some alarming.
The week started with Jip the Farm Dog in the hospital with blood clots in both lungs!!! I can assure you, no one saw that coming. The Lord, in His infinite mercy, protected her life from further harm and she is resting semi-comfortably at home with the aid of Percocet. She has learned, the hard way, that when in excruciating pain it is not wise to go off pain medication so you can drive and give the BSF lecture. Narcotics are a girls best friend when breathing hurts, forget the diamonds.
That was the alarming portion of the week, the good part was The Boy and The Dane came in on Wednesday! It’s always good to see them and hug their necks! He still has one more week of the Rituxin, but it is abundantly clear that it is not working at all. He had 4 doses of IVIG before he came to plump up his 11,000 platelet count. He brought with him a myriad of side effects, including major insomnia and a bad case of teenage skin. So that Christmas picture I was hoping for? Probably not going to happen, because that would be mean. The next time we see him at Thanksgiving he could be in the middle of The Brew, and you know what chemotherapy does to hair. I guess he could wear a hat? We will cross that bridge when we come to it.
We have been doing some eating and shopping, and sitting around visiting is what we seem to do best.
Have a good weekend. No Hectic. I’m serious.
October 13, 2014 at 7:07 AM (Family Life)
Guess who turned 7 over the weekend?
This big old guy!
We went to dinner at Chip and Dip, and I am sorry to say someone had STOLEN the birthday sombrero! No fancy Mexican happy birthday song wearing the sombrero! A moment of silence for a historic loss.
We went back to Goomba’s house for cake and presents. I guess I don’t need to tell you that was his favorite part!
Goomba went on a fishing outing at his church over the summer, and he liked it! Honey, who is all over fishing, knew just what he wanted to give him, his own pole, with a sweet Spiderman tackle box! Ready to drown some worms Goomba?
There was more Nerf activity. I got a lesson in firing the double shooter.
His faincy Batman cake!!!\
His Grammy and Papa Turk were there to wish him well.
As Grandpa said, 7 is the year of completion, So I guess he is officially not Little Goomba any more. He is now Mid Size Goomba!!!
Cake and ice cream, we are all in!
Happy Birthday Friend!!
October 12, 2014 at 8:09 AM (Potent Quotable)
Before we can pray, "Lord, Thy Kingdom come," we must be willing to pray, "My Kingdom go." ~Alan Redpath