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All this smoke: Reminds me of life in Florida during the spring/summer when the vast empty fields of palmetto debris and dry tall grasses in the empty lowlands east & southeast of Orlando burn for days/weeks on end. Nostalgic.
..,both of you take it easy and takr care of yoursleves. Sendng the very best vibes I have.
[ghost mode back on]
@Tjohn I also hope you both get better and your luck changes. Be safe. Good thoughts from Denver.
I'm told Tommy is eating, talking and resting well this morning. We don't drive, but his daughter and her husband take good care of us. Unfortunately, I would have to wheel around in a wheelchair and be more or less another stressor for my sweet little niece. She needs the rest and her husband helps out around our house so The Cats (2) and The Corgi are getting all the care that is a bit more than I can handle physically these days.
John
Complaint: The bad air from the Cansdian wildfires has moved back over us and the air quality is now "very unhealthy" Definitely not good for my COPD.
It is way too heiß outside.
Oh no! What did you have to do for the poor baby? Cast? I assume pain meds. Poor kitty.
Sending good healing vibes to your cat.
non-complaint: Patchy clouds and beautiful lightning out my window as the last of the day fades. It was still 90 degrees with a dew point of 72 at 8 PM, so maybe this'll bring some relief....
Ack, Richard, Soft hugs for the kitty and lots of mental support for you and Tracy. My 3 paw, Simon had me up at 1:30am for water refill on his water bowl. He just jumped onto my pillows behind me to tell me he also hopes for a speedy recovery for your kitten.
Mary
Sorry about the kitty troubles.
Good wishes.
Non-complaint: Running late but Symphony Buddy should be here soon for the 60 mile trip to Erie, Pennsylvania and the gem & mineral show. Ooh, pretty pretty.
Then hopefully a late lunch at Outback Steakhouse. Mmmm...
Complaint: Forecast is for heavy rain all the way.
Bringin' my umbrella.
Complaint: When you and your friend agree to a mini-adventure, then the friend invites another friend to go too, it's OK. If the third person is no one you knew before but turns out to be in miserable and uncertain health, the situation becomes a bit more complicated. When the third person complains about the schedule and suggests a two hour delay for an event that is best attended early, it becomes a little irksome. When the two hour delay passes, and your friend calls and says there will be one more hour of delay because the third person is dealing with a migrane, questions begin to form in your head. Then after one more hour (total 4 hours now) your friend calls again and says that the third person "is on his way" to your friend's house, and you knowing that from your friend's house to your house is another 30 minute drive, and there is still an hour of driving to the event, but the schedule still isn't firm, and you have already skipped breakfast and lunch because you originally figured that we'd all eat a big lunch at noon after visiting the event at 10AM for two hours, and you are now experiencing bodily disfunction because of not eating on your medically necessary schedule, should you allow yourself to get angry? Or should the third person have bowed out gracefully?
By that time, my middle finger would be getting an outing and I'd be off down the pub.
Complaint: They finally arrived nearly 5 hours late. But the third person is the one driving, the miserably unwell migrane person is driving. I bowed out, and was not kind in my remarks, and am now back in the house shaking from the adrenaline spike of being that angry. No mini-adventure today, and didn't make a new friend and probably lost an old one.
Non-complaint: But, yay! I saved a hundred dollars.
Somehow an overfilled Lego box got into my backpack. Wonder how that got in there?
I am at Barnes and Noble and waiting for my ride. Do I want to take out my coloring book and stare at it or look at the Daz store? Maybe the Daz store?
Yeah, I'll assume the friend was just being kind and inclusive, but that third person was really selfish to assume someone else's event needed to be completely reworked to his schedule. If you're invited along, you're invited along under the existing terms. If you can't accomodate those, you bow out. (Says someone who has frequently needed to bow out of things because it interfered with kid-related things.) And if the third person wasn't offering the bow out, the friend really should've held a boundary and said something like "Hey, sounds like you can't make this one, maybe next time."
Sorry you are having all this, I hope the cat responds well to treatment.
Hoping spontaneous awesomeness descends in greater measure than the enormous amount of poo that has plopped on you & yours.
Congratulations to the UK for winning third place in the FIFA World Cup. Although it isn't the main prize, it is a significant achievement.
Been there. Our previous flatmate had serious medical issues and on a day we had planned to meet up with another friend and hit the comic convention and then the 16th street mall, he 'forgot' to take his meds, eat, and totally ruined the day for the rest of us. This wasn't the first time but a recurring issue with him. I am happy he is out of our lives now. I hope you are able to discuss it over with your friend later and have more mini-adventures together again.
As someone who does suffer from migraines that can cripple one and does take preventative meds for them, it is best to know when to know when to call it when you are not able to function, especially driving. It happened to both my flatmate and I last Sunday. We had talked about doing something special, but called it off. Neither of us were able to function.
Why can't they put a cast on his leg? But if they must amputate, I can tell you that Simon, my 3-paw, can go from zero to sixty in a split second, bounce off wall, destroy blinds with one swipe of his front leg's ninja swords, jump five to ten feet from standing to the top of my bed. His little partial leg works real hard to move sand when he uses the cat litter tray as he balances on his other legs (it can't touch the litter actually). There would be a learning curve but I assure, your kitten will adapt. And then, may the little gods help you! Nothing will be safe.
non-complaint: I re-discovered one of my favorite albums, Everyting But the Girl's "Worldwide". If there's any one CD that was emblematic for me of the 1990s, that was certainly it!
As FIFA winds down, there's been no escape from the deluge in local media of fans from overseas journeying across the US, sharing their first impressions of the mainland. Vast. Confusing. A cornucopia of experiences and material goods. To one's jaded ears, these first impressions never fail to renew a sense of wonder and possibility about the country.
Not surprisingly, there's a song for that -- EBTG's Twin Cities ...
The song is just so light hearted and breezy, something we could use more of in this summer of discontent.
Cheers!
Cats. Well, Toby to be specific. He's out of the emergency vet. I picked him up yesterday evening. We have some opioid pain killer to give him every 8 hours. Next dose 2am.
His Fibula is broken in two places and quite displaced. Will never heal without surgery. That's why no cast.
We bought him a medium sized dog cage and it's just big enough for his bed, a dirt tray and his food & water. He's spent most of the day gorked out on the pain meds, but appreciates us being near. He's such a good natured cat he hasn't grumbled at all. My avatar cat Albert, 25 years ago, would have been a spitting fury. He terrified one puppy so much it wet itself in the vet's, even though Albert was in a strong wicker basket. But Toby, no, he's been gently purring for half the time.
Toby has eaten, drunk and spent a penny, so he's not retaining much. We should get news from the vet what the damage will be.
Regards,
Richard
@csaa - That song really captures the feel of the TC in the summer... and yes, it is as pretty as an ocean. <3
I remember reading an interview once with Emma Bull on her novel War for the Oaks, asking why she'd set a faerie war for the heart of the city in Minneapolis, and her reply was basically "Because where else would I set it?" ...and there are places in the book that I've visited a hundred times before reading it, but every time I'm there now, I see the shades of her characters going about their stories. My gods there are problems, but the city itself is magic. I don't generally like big cities, but driving into that one always feels like coming home.
Also, thank you for introducing me to a new band. I missed most of the 90's modern music (too busy learning to play folk tunes from 400 years ago) so I hadn't run into them before. Now making myself acquainted with. :)
Sending good thoughts and gentle pets for your kitty. What an ordeal it must be for him.