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      Tuesday, December 24, 2002



10:11 AM - 12/24/2002

The topic: Cookies, I want cookies…

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Geez, I’d really love a cookie right now.  Any kind of cookie.  Warm cookie, cold cookie, moist cookie, dry cookie…  *whine*  Good thing we don’t have any.  I’d probably eat every single one.  I wonder if I could pretend a rice cake was a cookie.  Nah, I don’t think so.

Well, guess who was back Sunday night?  Yeppers!  Angus!  Whew.  I was really worried about him. So, all five of the ferals are still with us. And guess what else I saw last night?  A new cat.  Well, not a cat, really, a kitten.  Now, I have absolutely no idea where this kitten would be from, if it were a feral kitten.  I know of no females in the area.  That doesn’t mean they aren’t out there, but this guy looked fairly young.  Maybe about the same size as Petey was when he first showed up.  I can’t tell if it’s black or a tortie.  It scooted out the gate when I turned on the light.  I hope it gets used to me fairly quickly, because I’m going to try to catch it and bring it in.

I started DeeJay on probiotics a couple of days ago.  Probiotics, as I understand it, introduce good bacteria into the intestinal tract, like yogurt does.  We got this stuff for Lola and she wasn’t around long enough for it to have been beneficial to her.  It’s a powder and I mix it with warm filtered water and DeeJay laps it up.  I’m also going to make sure he gets digestive enzymes.  I have noticed that his appetite seems to have picked up a little recently, but not much.  He’s certainly not gaining any weight, but I would think it takes longer than five days to show any improvement.  He does seem to be sleeping more comfortably.  And he’s also taken up sharing my pillow at night on a fairly consistent basis.  Only problem there is when he’s laying on my hair and I move. 

We’ll be going to my mom’s tonight for dinner.  Yummy, turkey and stuffing.  And no bugs in the flour, either.  *heh heh heh*  I got her a tee shirt and a sweatshirt, both black and both say “Don’t Forget My Senior Citizen Discount” on the front of them.  I also got her an Ann Murray’s Greatist Hits CD.  Also waiting to be wrapped are two three packs of Spam.  She loves Spam.  And a gift card for Wal-Mart.  I’ll probably wrap a big bag of catnip for her kitties, too.

I was at a loss as to what to get Brian’s mom.  We don’t do Christmas with her, not for a few years now.  But I always feel kind of bad not getting her anything, you know?  There was a time in the past we would get her something and wrap it and just leave it on her doorstep, without any “from”,  but she always knew.  Well, it dawned on me Sunday afternoon what would be a good thing for her.  She doesn’t need candy (one of the things we *have* been giving her the past few years) or knickknacks or flowers.  But one of the things I’ve read repeatedly is that postage stamps, envelopes, that kind of thing are always needed.  So, I got some legal envelopes, stamps of various denominations ($3.50, $2.00, $1.00, $.38, $.20, $.03), a couple of colorful post it pads, a gel pen, and I made her some labels with her name and address in blue color, cotillian font and on the left side I found a little clip art rose, which I printed on two seperate printers.  I did the stem in green on the color printer, then I printed the flower itself in black on the laser printer.  Then I got some special color foil paper and the little heat thing that I bought a while back and spent hours yesterday coloring the roses.  Some are red, some are fuschia.  They turned out nicely.  And on Sunday night I went over to my Office Depot affiliation and ordered a postage meter, I think the brand was “Royal”.  It’s the same kind I’ve got that I use (ha, used to use) when I was selling shirts (I haven’t sold any this year, but whenever I wear mine in public, people always like them) at lisaviolet designs.  It’s supposed to be here today.  We got some plastic storage containers earlier this year that Brian never used.  They were just sitting on his desk and I figured I might as well do something with them, so I’ll put all of the postage stuff in one and wrap it for her.

I spent Sunday afternoon cleaning the office again. Shampooed under Brian’s desk and in front of the litter box by the window in hopes of helping to dilute the smell, but I’m just not having any luck.  And it’s been so cool and damp that the carpet isn’t drying and now, on top of the urine smell, there’s a moldy smell.  I liberally sprayed Lysol down there yesterday, fresh scent, and I’m still getting choked up from the smell.  Damn, I want this carpet out of here.  Before I did the shampooing, I cleaned off my desk, then Brian’s.  I through a bunch of stuff out, old phone books and catalogs, things that neither of us had any use for.  I cleaned up a lot of old cat urine.  I changed out the towels that protect his paperwork and am keeping a bottle of Feliway handy.  I’m hoping if I use it on a regular basis, the cats won’t pee up here anymore.

I’d really like a cookie right now.

I was going to do paperwork today, but I think I’ll do that Thursday.  Brian hasn’t been working too much lately, which means no money is coming in and I think it would be very depressing to know just how bad it is the day before Christmas.  He might be gone up to the property Thursday and Friday, anyway.  Today, I’ll do laundry and wrap presents.

Tomorrow we’ll probably go up to Disneyland for the morning.

Well, if I don’t make any additional entries before Thursday, I wish everybody a safe, healthy and happy holiday.


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

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