Today was one of those odd days where I did a lot, but felt like my wheels were just spinning. I did novel revisions, had lunch with Ken Scholes, ran errands, went to the coffee shop and actually wrote, and cleaned the basement. Yet somehow, I feel like I got nothing accomplished. Why is that?
I used to bake bread fairly regularly. I like the action of kneading dough, but I’d forgotten how good the house smells while the bread is in the oven. Oh heavens. I just pulled out the Scottish Oatmeal bread, with cinnamon and raisins. It is making everything else in life seem wonderful by mere association.
So, we continue to be worried about Maggie because her appetite is still poor and she is moving very cautiously, like an old cat. Now granted, she is old, (17 years) but she usually spry and kittenish. It’s strange to see her act like she’s stiff or tip over like she’s lost her balance. So,
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If you are curious about the route that we are taking to get to NYC, I’ve plotted it out. It meanders like that because we are stopping to visit friends and family on the way to NY. The only night we have to pay for lodging is the night we stop to visit Mt. Rushmore.
So…now my printer and my scanner won’t talk to my computer. I am annoyed. I have it narrowed down to something (probably) wrong with the BIOS but, lordy, I have no idea how to fix it except a system restore. That would be fine, except that the program that I use to layout Shimmer is
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We stopped pilling her today. Maggie’d gotten seven days of the pills, which the vet said was the minimum that she’d like to see. And, since she was getting double-doses… oy. Anyway, we decided to stop, because she’d stopped eating. I spent the morning hanging out with Christina and in the evening, Rob and I
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Today is my little brother’s birthday. Although we had serious sibling rivalry growing up, he’s a swell guy. He just got accepted to Vanderbilt where he will finish his doctorate. I’m not looking forward to calling him Dr. Harrison, but I’m still proud of him. Oh– and he’s driving up to NYC to help us
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Mr. B– called today and said that we have the official-in-writing confirmation from the landlord. We move in on June 28th.
It’s official! NYC Read More »
After I dropped my computer off, I stopped by the vet’s today. I wanted to pick up a syringe to shoot water down Maggie’s throat, hoping that it would help with everything. The vet came out to talk to me, because I was a little distressed about the pilling the cat ritual. I explained that
Butter makes the medicine go down. After another horrific experience pilling Maggie, I called the vet to see how bad it would be to not finish the medication. Normally, I’m a big fan of following the doctor’s orders, but Maggie was hiding from us. Her fur was lank and matted from the dried froth–I’m not
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I’ve got my computer back. No, it’s not fixed. However, after a generous session of batting eyelashes I managed to convince them to let me bring it home overnight without losing my place in line. This is apparently totally against their rules. I know this because when I called in, I was told that it
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We got word today that they have decided to hire someone else as Asset Manager. So, Iceland is off the table, officially. We’re both relieved to have a definite answer to something and also disappointed. Rob has sent an email to Daddi telling him to sell the KTM.
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Am I offbase in being annoyed about this? When I dropped my computer off, the guy at the desk said it would be ready in a week. That was eight days ago, so I thought I could reasonably expect it to be finished today. I called to see when I could pick it up. 1)
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I read Wax, the second standalone story/chapter in the mosaic novel New Amsterdam by Elizabeth Bear for Subterranean. They’ve just posted the audio files at Subterranean Online Abigail Irene Garrett drinks too much. She makes scandalous liaisons with inappropriate men, and if in her youth she was a famous beauty, now she is both formidable–and
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Poor Maggie. She’s been having some digestive issues of late and the vet has given us a round of pills to sort her out. So for the next week, we have to poke a pill down her throat twice a day. This is bad enough, but if we don’t get it down the first time