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Monday, 11/18/2002 - 11:17 AM PDT
The topic: I'm starting to feel sorry for myself....
Monday, November 18, 2002 Why? Because I'll be alone on Thanksgiving. *sigh* It's not bad if I don't think about it. Maybe I'll buy a little turkey, do up some dressing and cook it up just for me and the cats. CostCo has a wonderful pumpkin cheesecake, too. I'm hoping, though, that I can get something done during this time, like maybe cleaning out my closet and my drawers. Our new furniture should be in at the end of December and Brian said we're going to have to move the furniture that's in there now into the living room until the bedroom is finished (paint, new floor and we even have this beautiful mountain scene mural we can put up, one we bought years ago for the "exercise" room). It will be a lot easier to move everything if my junk is already taken care of.
I had a fairly good dentist visit this morning. No cavities, but two of my older fillings are starting to break apart and the dentist is pretty sure there is some amount of decay under one of them. So, I'll go back on December 5 to get them both redone. And the fillings he uses aren't the silver ones, but some sort of stuff that matches the color of my teeth. That's cool. The hygeinest said I was taking very good care of my teeth. *smile*
I was watching DeeJay in the backyard Saturday, when I noticed him digging in the dirt to potty. First he peed, then he dug another hole to poop in. I watched him strain to poo (he's so skinny!) and nothing dropped off, but he came up onto the grass and there was the poop, hanging from him. I guess he doesn't have enough strength to squeeze it off. He wiped it on the grass and it was a good sized turd, about the size of my thumb, nicely formed and solid. Much better than the diarrhea from a week or so ago. And he's still fighting the fluids. Saturday, I had to get him in the corner in the bathroom with the door closed so he couldn't move away. The vet would be so proud.
Kirby and Jackson really got into this morning. There's fur all over the floor in the living room. I don't know who started it, my suspicion is it's Kirby. Dang, here we have a cat with no testicles and no penis taking on a fully intact male. Maybe he's jealous? Don't know. Anyway, it was so bad that Brian even got out of bed. I opened the sliding door so that one could get out of the other's sight. Neither of them left, though. Kirby did go into the garage and Jackie stayed in the living room. Jackie was pretty upset, he was breathing hard. I gave him some chicken, hoping that we could get things back to normal as quickly as possible. And things are okay now, Jackie is back on his little hammock in the living room and Kirby is on the bed in the bedroom. "Can't we all just get along?"
Heh. I just saw this link in our local newspaper (I believe in multi-tasking, which is probably why I rarely get much done). http://www.nomoreaolcds.com I'm sure I'll be sending them all of mine. One of my big peeves is getting a notice at the post office of a package too big for the mailbox and waiting in line for a half hour to an hour only to find it's one of those AOL mailers.
Well, that's about it for now. If I think of anything else, I'll be back.
Replies: 3 comments
I really like the way the new diary looks. I have been keeping up for the last 6 months. Check with you later, Lena
Posted by Lena @ 11/18/2002 01:44 PM PDT
Just thinking in response to recent entries made...have you ever asked your husband to make a ramp for your dog to use to get into vehicles so you wouldn't have to lift him alone? Also, would love to see a pic of the new blanket you are crocheting!
Posted by sherri @ 11/19/2002 01:02 PM PDT
Sherri, we've talked about a ramp in the past, but he just never got around to it. I threatened to buy one and he no. With the Bronco, there's not the problem. And I'll take pictures of the afghan to post. Good idea.
Posted by lisaviolet @ 11/20/2002 09:46 AM PDT
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