Friday, April 12, 2013

A yammering I go...

Sitting here in bed with the laptop in my lap.  Seems I've spent most of the day holding Daisy the pug in my lap, being that she has one of her coughs again.  We never seem to be able to anticipate when she'll get hit with them, but temperature changes and maybe blooming things appear to be key.  I have one more of the expensive cough pills a neighbor gave us for her to take later on.  I've divvied them out sparingly, knowing a trip to the vet is inevitable when this happens again.  Well, one day at a time is the saying that fits, I reckon.

And happily I can say that we think the annoying neighbors I blogged about recently are moving, and believe it's this weekend.  Least that's what one of the boys told our next door neighbor.  Couldn't be more pleased.  Don't want to sound too catty, but the noise they make and the numerous kids who bounce on mattresses in their front yard, after flying off of a shopping cart (which is the equivalent of a diving board) is really hard to take.  Quiet evenings after dinner with a hot drink on the front porch are missed.  When they move, hopefully those times with Gary can return. Why they seem unable to carry on a conversation without hollering is beyond me.  And it's not just the kids.  The adults are just as loud.

Looking forward to the weekend.  Had to take middle daughter to the dental school downtown yesterday, which always takes about 3 hours (on average), but I took my herbal books and such to read and study.  One sweet thing happened while I was there.  A woman sitting right beside me, waiting for her appointment, used her cell phone to call a friend to wish them a happy birthday.  She actually sang it right there.  I'd never have the nerve, and won't even use the phone to talk in front of other folks, but dearly loved hearing her sweetly sing.

Had to wonder, though, if I overdid putting on my perfume spray.  I was sitting on an end seat in the waiting room, and one of the nurses walked past me and briefly sniffed the air and told another nurse that it smelled like China Rain in there.  You know those cartoons when the character looks straight ahead with their eyes bugged out?  That was me. Yes, I was wearing China Rain, which I get at the hippie store, but no, didn't think I sprayed with abandon.  Might have to re-think my spraying technique.

Must watch our male dog for the next few days.  I think he wants a girlfriend, but with our three females having been surgically de-enhanced, I'm afraid he's outta luck.  Oldest daughter didn't want to get him physically adjusted, and I think he must be feeling the spring-time air.  Or a neighbor's female is catching the breeze.  Romeo (apt, don't you think?....shaking my head) keeps nudging our shepherd, Opal, who snarls at him.  Repeatedly.  He really is dumb as a bag of hammers, as Gary's fond of saying.  The stupidest dog I've ever owned.  Ah, that felt good to say.  Holding my tongue is hard at the best of times.

And I enjoyed MK's post this morning about technology.  She talks about the olden days (not that far back) when we didn't have our faces stuck in iPods, phones and such.  A very good post and one I agree with wholeheartedly.

Blah, blah, blah.  Must shut up now.  Second son bought fixings for chocolate chip cookies, and while he's at work has given me permission to make them.  So off I go.....