Recapping the Week

The week was pretty busy. . .

  • The Cat went to a different vet this week.  Her neck hasn't been getting any better--in fact, she was losing more fur and getting more cuts--and her usual vet had pretty much thrown up his hands and didn't want to see her about that issue anymore.  (I know, I'm not thrilled with what's been going on there.)
  • The vet she saw this week has a background in holistic medicine and I figured it was worth a shot, because the standard approaches hadn't done much for her.  And she actually was calmed down for him!  Maybe the time we took in the waiting room doing her medical history (they were stunned at the amount of issues/medication) helped her chill out.  Or maybe it was the "flower essence" spray the vet's wife had made up--or maybe she was freaked out and it made her timid.  I dunno.
  • The Cat underwent a little bit of acupuncture and Vitamin B12 injections around the affected area.  Nobody got scratched or bitten! Hooray!  She was kind of "meh" for about the next day or so, but Friday she got right up and took her medicine, ate some food.  It was a good day.  She's still fussy about her food, but we're also trying a hypoallergenic food.  It's only in dry form, but lately she hasn't been crazy about canned food, so maybe she'll get interested in it.  The vet would like her to eat better and take less medication.  We'll see how far we get with that--but in the meantime, I have to apply a skin healing remedy which she finds offensive when I spray it on (more like spray it on my hand and swipe it on) but then she finds extremely delicious to taste. Go figure.
  • I had Friday off, so I got the noisiness fixed on the car.  I drove around with it that way until it was time for inspection.  Turns out the muffler had a crack in it.  Fanta$tic.  But I'm happy it's a quieter drive now so I can stop dying of embarrassment every time I pull into my (pricey private) school parking lot because heads were turning at the racket.
  • Today, my kitchen floor is clean and the trash is taken out.  It's just a nice feeling knowing I don't have to get up for school tomorrow.  School was crazy this past week--and I witnessed fourth graders being just plain awful to the kids who are different. I so want to be done.  But in the meantime, I'll enjoy the fact that I can have coffee while I watch Mad Men.
  • That gratitude extends far beyond having the day off--I am grateful to our servicemen and servicewomen who gave their lives and those who continue to sacrifice for us. 



This Article Makes My Little Inner Librarian Happy

Dear little dollhouse libraries.  

Note to self: When your parents finally evict your childhood dollhouse from their attic, renovate it so you can install some built-in bookcases.



Again, Good News. . .

Regular posting about my life, work, The Cat still will appear here--it's just that some new stuff might not be of interest to all my regular readers.

I'll leave it up to you to read my new side blog and determine for yourself.  Start here: And So It Begins.



Good News, Plus

The good news is that after a week-plus of turning her nose up at her usual canned food, The Cat has decided that the new flavors I brought home are agreeable to her.

The funny side effect is that--perhaps because she has a little more energy again--she has rediscovered her catnip pillow!

She gets rather friendly with it--for quite a while.



Winding Down After Much Running

All right! It's been quite a week and a half: three school-related functions (four if you count one that actually occurred during school hours), a sinus infection that pretended to be strep throat but then turned into a cold, and a cat that has turned ambivalent about eating canned food yet has the energy to bug me at 3 a.m. (and 4 a.m., and so on).

I was exhausted, so I am very much enjoying the two days I've had off from school.  I'm not completely caught up on everything (obviously), but it is good to feel as if I'm getting things done.  Oh, and I took a personal day Monday (we're into use-it-or-lose-it time) so I will be rested up for the full-speed dash to the end of the school year.

Heading to bed now because I have to get up for my side-librarian-gig this weekend, but let me leave you with two things that really had me scratching my head this week:

1. Paul McCartney attacked by grasshoppers.  I'll be the first to admit that while I respect him as a musician, I think he's a bit of a snotty jerk--so I did find this amusing.  Now, I know he has a reputation as an animal lover, but don't you think he was a little grossed out, at least at first?

2. Have I mentioned my septuagenarian neighbor wants to fix me up with her handyman?  I don't think I have before.  It was one of those cases of "I wasn't flirting" but I was being nice to someone who was doing good things for my senior neighbor.  (I might have thought he was her nephew or something, so that might have made me feel friendlier than usual.)  I tried to demur. I asked her how old he was; she didn't know.  She just knows he has a full-time job at one of those large home improvement stores.  I honestly have zero idea if we have anything in common other than knowing her!

Of course, she has my phone number and gave it to him.  She keeps telling me he's going to call.  I think he's not going to call because he thinks he has to take me to dinner.  (I say let's do coffee or one beer and then see if dinner on another day's a good idea.)

So then yesterday evening, as I'm getting in from the gym, she sees me because she's sitting outside with a friend.  Proceeds to tell me, "Oh, [Handyman] was here a little while ago doing work for me--turns out he'd had a rip in the back of his pants all day and no one at work told him. So he was in a hurry to get out of here before [neighbor's friend] came over."

Really? A guy wouldn't feel, y'know, a draft of some sort? 

And she wants to fix me up with him?