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      Tuesday, June 27, 2017

01:23 PM - 06/27/2017

The topic: I have hobbies


Like my crafting. And computer stuff. And photography.

I've been thinking about getting back into my beading and incorporating it into my paper crafting. And selling it. Cool, custom boxes, or cards made to hold jewelry. Always thinking.

I llke making little movies. Back when we had the Disney meets (last one was 2013), I'd get photos from everyone and make movies of the meet. The last few years, the amount of group shots kind of died down because everyone was off on their own and I was getting fewer and fewer photos from everyone and I kind of lost the joy of putting the video together. I still haven't done the last one. Just don't seem to have the heart to do it.

But I think about it.

My go to video program is Corel VideoStudio. And something it does is 3D. Not the kind of 3D you see at the theater, but the kind where you put on the funky glasses that have red cellophane for one lens, blue on the other. I'd planned on trying my hand at a little funky 3D movie with my Corel software, using video from a Disney meet. I even bought a bunch of those 3D glasses to send along with the finished DVD. They're branded, I don't remember with what. They were obviously left over from some promotion, but I don't care.

So, I'm thinking about making my funky little 3D video. I Google 3D movies and found a little youtube video. I went into the garage to find my funky little red and blue glasses and my paper crafting stuff is in front of it. I could open one side of the storage area and I looked inside. I've got sweatshirts stuffed inside and what looks to be one of those foot massager things that you put water in. Another "what the hell?" moment..'s hot out there, I'm not gonna start moving things around to get to my funky little 3D glasses.  Not today.

I bet I could make a really cool 3D video. I have lots of little cat videos.

But I'm back in the house, making a journal entry about how I have all of these great ideas. All I need is some energy and less heat.



08:24 AM - 06/27/2017

The topic: Conversations around the house


I hear Brian's phone ring.

He walks into the room a few minutes later, saying he has to go to the machinist. He likes the machinist and the machinist has helped him out and done things that make Brian's link production easier and less time consuming.

Unfortunately, the machinist has cancer and was recently given notice that the landlord is raising his rent to an unacceptably high amount. Since this is the machinist's retirement job, something to do, he already has a decent retirement coming in, he said he's closing shop. Leaving the business. He and his wife bought a big RV and will live on a relative's land here in San Diego county. Brian is bummed because he's got a decent business relationship with this guy.

Him: This will probably be my last time going to his shop. I'm bummed.

Me: Maybe you should bring him something. Maybe a hot dog.

(WTF?? A hot dog? Did I just say "bring him a hot dog"? Where the hell did that come from? Why did I say hot dog? My God, I'm losing my mind! I'm going senile!)

Him: ~laughter~ A hot dog? I'm gonna tell him my wife said I should bring him a hot dog. Maybe I should grab a bun.

Me: Just shoot me now.

      Saturday, June 24, 2017

07:19 PM - 06/24/2017

The topic: What a day


I woke up before five this morning and took out the earplugs. Marty Mockingbird was still yammering on. I didn't feel really tired any longer, but I lay there, petting cats and trying to get back to sleep. It was getting lighter and I just figured the heck with it and got up.

One of the first things I did was go outside and check the pepper seeds. Five varieties had sprouted! Yay!

I fed DaNiece (I have to sit with her while she eats because of vultures). Checked my email and facebook page, nothing going on. After DaNiece finished eating, I went back to the office and booted up the computer. I had purchased some svg files from Dreaming Tree , downloaded those as well as some free files that he has and proceeded to print them out.

While I was waiting for them to print out, I got a load of laundry going.

Once the files were all printed, I shut down the PC and started breakfast. After we'd eaten, I did the dishes, then went out to the garden and raked the area where the peppers would be. I pulled a bunch of weeds and pulled tomato branches up into the wire baskets. The cherry tomato plants are almost as tall as me!

Brian mowed and watered the lawn and when he was finished with that, the laundry was ready to be hung out. Instead of using a basket, I carried shirts out, about ten at a time and put them on the line. I brought them all out and started to hang them up. When I was part way finished, I noticed I'd dropped a shirt on the ground. I picked it up and wouldn't you know, I'd stepped on it. And there was cat poop under it. Nice. Real nice. Just great.

Got everything hung up, hosed the nasty shirt, but it back in the laundry room to dry and go back into the basket.

It was pretty quiet for the rest of the day. An Amazon order got here, I got some egg storage thingies. They hold twenty-one eggs each. Three eggs wide, seven eggs deep. CostCo no longer sells the eighteen eggs, but five dozen. The container isn't really practical for the refrigerator, it's five eggs by six eggs, two deep. This morning when I made breakfast, when I took the carton out of the frig, I wasn't aware it was upside down. When I took the top part off, the eggs started rolling around and one hit the floor. Egg is so hard to clean up. It keeps sliding out of the paper towel and it's just gross. The cats had no interest in helping me clean it up.  But these new containers will make egg storage much better.

I made mashed potatoes and gravy for dinner. That was it. Brian ate a lot.

I washed most of the dishes, and Brian started cleaning litter boxes. I went out into the garage and put away seven cases of cat food. I had sit down at one point because my legs and back were starting to hurt.

After I was finished with that and Brian had thrown away all of the cardboard, I kicked back on the sofa. I was hot and sweaty from the garage and decided I would go skinny dipping.

Man, that was so relaxing. The water was a little on the cool side when I got in, but I got used to it pretty quickly. I hung out by the wall and I think Sagwa was pretty worried about me. He kept talking to me and he would head butt me and rub my face. I have to say, being in the pool was the most relaxed I've been all day. I should do that more often.

Anyway, the day is almost done, I'm tired and about ready to call it a day. Watching alien shit on television (that's what we call it, all the UFOs and Area 51 and the ancients). It's not loud and screamy, which is pretty nice.

I'm going to go hang up the shirts (I brought them in before dinner and just put them on the bed). That should take about fifteen minutes or less. Then maybe give DaNiece her fluids and medications, feed the cats and just be done with this day.

My legs hurt. They are not used to working.

      Thursday, June 22, 2017

03:19 PM - 06/22/2017

The topic: So tired of being tired


A trip to CostCo was badly needed. Brian was going to go yesterday and I mentioned that maybe I could go with him. Just to see how it went.

We went later in the day and were lucky to find a spot close to a cart area and in the shade. We walked slowly to the front of the warehouse, since my legs are pretty stiff. Did the shopping, I held on to the cart.

Finished with our shopping, got the car loaded up and headed home, stopping at Jack in the Box for a cheap dinner. Six tacos and one child's cheeseburger for under seven dollars. Dinner eaten, car unloaded, groceries put away, we watched a little television.

I medicated Neesy, we watched some Big Bang Theory on TBS and both fell asleep. Woke up around 9:30 and got DaNiece's fluids ready, Brian held her and I gave them to her. A cat had puked in the hallway, I cleaned most of it up and Brian did the final cleanup. He gathered up his stuff, shut off the television and we went to bed.

Sleep came quickly and left just as quickly. You know the articulated dolls, like Barbies? How you can make them sit? Well, that area in the front, where the legs bend, on me, last night in bed, started to get pretty painful. I'm laying there, wondering 141031029.  I got up, went into the kitchen, took a couple of Advil and sat down on the sofa (hello, old friend). It was 11:30. Marty Mockingbird had started his nightly caterwauling.

A friend had suggested earplugs over on Facebook and Brian had brought in a pair. I put them in and it was heaven. I heard no bird singing. Since I couldn't get comfortable in bed and was worried that my tossing and turning might bother Brian, I stayed in the sofa. I ended up taking a melatonin and didn't fall asleep until after 1:30.

I'd really like a good night's sleep. A nice, long, restful sleep.

I think my legs hurt because of all of the walking I'd done earlier. I need to be more active, but it's so hard when I'm so tired....


12:05 PM - 06/22/2017

The topic: DaNiece update


So, she's officially been on her meds seven days yesterday.

And, she's showing improvement. Her poops aren't wonderful and they aren't consistent, but at least there are some solids in them. Before, it was just brown watery stuff. Now, it's a mixed bag. The really watery stuff isn't happening as often. And she's making it outside to do her business, no more foot long splats outside of the litterboxes. Those are no fun to clean up - no fun at all.


I had to call to get more metronidazole. She's supposed to be getting two doses a day, .6ml each time. I doubt there's enough to take her through the weekend. I don't understand this, why didn't I get enough to start with?

Her appetite has picked up and yesterday, she actually purred a little. It's been a while since I've heard a purr from her. And she's started grooming herself again. Not a lot, but each day she goes a little farther in her cleaning. First her face, then her face and paws and ears and a little on the back. Small steps.

Her ribs aren't looking so prominent now that her belly is starting to fill in. She still is pretty bony, but she is putting on a little weight.

The past couple of days, she's in the kitchen in the morning when I'm fixing breakfast, crying to be fed. This is a good sign.

Anyway, another week on the meds, then discuss her progress with the doctor. If she's not doing better, I think she'll want to treat her for inflammatory bowel.


08:43 AM - 06/22/2017

The topic: Conversations around the house


Brian usually does the shopping at Smart & Final. For stuff like produce, bagged salad, deli meat, bread, ice cream, and milk. Things that either Costco doesn't carry, or in smaller, more manageable amounts.

Occasionally, I like chocolate milk. The last quart of milk he bought didn't get used (I wasn't moving around much), it was dumped down the drain and he bought more the last time he went shopping.

Last night he asked me a question.

"Did you have milk?"

I looked at him. Thought about my answer.

"Oh, no! You must have bought the milk like that!"

Yeah, okay, it was kind of mean. But really?

He gave me a look and walked out of the room.


      Wednesday, June 21, 2017

mrs. crankypants
02:52 PM - 06/21/2017

The topic: Stupid commercials


Any commercial with Flo.

The drug commercial with the guy dancing to everything he does. Like pushing the lawn mower.

Viagra commericals where the women all look like high priced rent a dates.

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lisaviolet is sixty something, married with no kids, takes care of lots of cats, likes taking photographs, loves Southern California weather and spends altogether too much time avoiding her responsibilities.

In her spare time, she makes pretty things to sell in her store.

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