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Saturday, 09/13/2003 - 02:33 PM PDT
The topic: What a nice day it is
Saturday, September 13, 2003 It's absolutely gorgeous outside. After I finish this entry, I'll be heading out to the pool, even though it is mid afternoon.
I've been busy and right now, I just don't feel like doing much at all. I'm supposed to be moving stuff around here in the office so that Brian can pull the rest of the carpeting out. The carpet under the file cabinets and under the safe and bookshelf were soaked in that flood last week. And boy, howdy, did it start smelling as it sat there. I moved one file cabinet yesterday and Brian was able to get quite a bit of wet carpet up, so today it isn't as bad. But it still has to be done. Later.
He's gone to the property today. I made him go. He said "you hate me!" I said "you're driving me nuts; go." He'll be home this evening. He's been home a little more since his brother is on vacation. This next week he expects to work on the house, try to get the dining room and living room done.
There's something about 2:30 in the morning. Last Tuesday, the broken hot water pipe. Wednesday, Ciara peed on me in bed. Thursday night (I slept on the couch, not having gotten around to changing the bed clothes; Brian's side was okay...you get used to it when it happens so often...*grin*) one of the cats knocked the Pyrex water bowl off of the counter onto the kitchen floor. I didn't know what it was, got up to investigate and clean up the mess. And when I went into the kitchen and turned on the light, there were millions and millions of....*shudder*...ANTS! They were on the counter, they were on the floor. They had even made their way into the dishwasher, for cripe's sake. Nightmare city, I swear! *Ish* Then, last night, I slept on the sofa again, not having taken a shower (too tired) after we changed the bedding. At 2:30, Pete starts crying. He wants out. He goes from one sliding door to the other. This went on for over an hour. At one point, I called him to me and he let me smurgle him for a while, he kneaded me and purred and headbutted me, but then he was right back to wanting out. I finally let them out at 3:55 or thereabouts. Tonight, we're shutting the sliding doors. Maybe if he can't sniff out them, he won't cry to go out. *Yawn*
Hey, Ceegee of tigger-cam.com posted a link to a really cool tute on PSP. Well, the tutorial was for PhotoShop, but it worked with PSP as well. I did a couple of pictures with it.
Pretty cool, huh? I'm going to start work on a cathouse calendar for the 2004 year (probably will sell for $6.50) and I'm going to use that method for some of the pictures. I really think it's cool. Speaking of calendars, I'm also putting together a KOTM winners calendar. If your cat won in the past and you want him or her on a calendar, please fill out this form. I was on the computer late last evening getting the calendar set up for the store to sell, now I just have to make a calendar. :biglaugh It's not like I'm putting the cart before the horse. I've got a couple of months....
Oh, something else I'm going to be doing is raffling off one of every item in my store. Counting the non-existant calendar, that would be twenty two winners! I'll be doing that in October, to celebrate my birthday.
Georgie was peeing blood again Thursday morning. :waaah I called the vet's office and now Georgie is on the same treatment Annie was. Elavil once a day. I have enough pills for two months. This morning, George was still peeing little spots of bloody urine, but just a little while ago, he was crying and I gave him food, which he liked, then he went into the master bath and peed in the shower. While it was still colorful, there was a good amount of pee, so it would appear he's getting a little better.
Well, I'm gonna go lay in the sun. I've not been out for over a week and I want to stay tan for the Disney trip, in case I wear shorts. I didn't lose any weight this week, but I'm attributing that to the salted popcorn I had at the movie (Free Range) Thursday afternoon. Brian told me this morning "guys are gonna start looking at you again." I laughed. Yeah, right. I'm fifty years old, they don't need to be looking at me.
Prayers to those in the path of Isabel. Stay safe!
Well, I'm off.
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