Well, he left this morning before 8:30. His original plan was to leave yesterday morning, but he had to finish the job he was working on. That took a day and a half longer than he had bid it for. He had wanted to use Friday to wash and wax the truck and to get all packed. He ended up washing the truck here late yesterday afternoon, then taking it down to the shop and waxing it. He didn’t get home until eight last night. He brought Mexican food, ice cream and junk pies from Albertson’s. We got up early this morning, went for breakfast, then went by the shop, picked up the truck and came home. He packed, now he’s gone. He’s been gone barely two hours and I’m bored. What on earth am I going to do with myself with all of this extra time? I mean, it’s not like I don’t have a lot of stuff to do, but knowing me, I don’t think I’ll get much of it done. But maybe I will.
The place we had breakfast had a sign on the door that they’re serving Thanksgiving dinner for about ten dollars a plate. I jokingly said I could go there for dinner. He said then we could have turkey dinner when he got home. Hmmm… I don’t know, I think I’ll go ahead and cook for myself and the cats. I need to go shopping, though, I’m out of milk. I need celery and onions for the stuffing and we don’t have any potatoes.
I raked up a pile of leaves in the backyard this morning, hoping that I could get the cats to play in it. I’d like to get some action photos of the cats, ya know? But it wasn’t to be. They don’t know what a pile of leaves is for. Maybe I’ll sprinkle some catnip in it later. A few of the cats did check it out and I got this picture of Opie.
We've consistently had quite a bit of food left each morning from the outfronts. What's strange is that all five of the outfronts are still around. I'm thinking that what was eating all of that food was possoms and possibly the possoms either found another food source, or they're gone. I have cut back on the amount I'm feeding. I only mix one can of food instead of two. It's been over a week with the mega leftovers, so I think it's pretty safe to cut back. Besides, there's always dry food in the feeder. OC comes over often now in mid afternoon. Here's a picture I took of he and KittyMeez last week laying on the bank. It's not really a clear picture because I took it from inside, in the bedroom. Whenever I walk out front and OC hears me, he runs and hides under the juniper on the bank. He's cuddled up against KittyMeez in this picture and they're both looking up.
I was laying on the couch last night watching television (CourtTV’s Saturday night crime stuff) and the cats kept standing in my line of vision. It’s only about eight inches wide, but they had to stand right there. Boney first, Mystie, finally DeeJay. DeeJay decided to lay down and then Lucky got on the coffee table and once again, my line of vision was cut off. Brian ended up moving her since I was covered with cats. Later, Ciara decided she wanted off of the sofa and insisted on leaving at the spot where DeeJay was laying and she jumped on him and he wasn’t happy. Cats.
Oh, Friday was sentencing for the Westerfield trial. David Westerfield was found guilty earlier this year of kidnapping and murdering seven year old Danielle van Dam (he abducted her from her bed during the night). Well, I followed it and have to say that I was highly irritated by Mr. Westerfield’s lawyer’s (Steven Feldman) tactics during the trial. And Friday he was at it again. He wasn’t ready to give the obligatory statement as to why his client shouldn’t get the death penalty. He’d asked for a continuance on other grounds, which were rejected but he got his extension because he wasn’t prepared. Honestly, I think he should get some sort of punishment for not being prepared. The judge was very unhappy, said that he really had no options, since this is a death penalty case. He gave Feldman until January 3, 2003. And he said he’s inclined to give no more continuances. Feldman knew damned well what he was doing. Pond scum. That’s what he is. Pond scum, putting the van Dams through this. No closure this holiday season. This is for Feldman
I’m watching the Chargers and Dolphins play right now. Chargers are saying “hey, Miami, kick this :moon” and the Dolphins are being very obliging. The score is 17-3 Miami. I don’t know why I watch this stuff. Brian watched last week, got upset when the Chargers were losing in the fourth quarter, thought it was his fault, because “they alway lose when I watch”. Honey, you didn’t watch the past two weeks and they lost, it’s not your fault. So, he watched them win the game in overtime.
I need to go take my vitamins and stuff. For some reason doing that helps curb my nibble center. With all the junk in the house, I’m making myself sick. More water!
The latter part of last week I spent cleaning house. I even got all of the laundry done. I washed all of the sofa covers, the slipcovers, waxed the furniture, cleaned the windows, washed the floors and now, there’s not much left to do. I’m so bored….maybe I’ll go take a nap.