LOL, Totally Forgot Thursday should be a thing and it should always be posted on Friday. I could make it a list of things I totally forgot, which would be long... if I could remember to write down all the things I forgot.
Pedro Potato fell over yesterday. I totally didn't think about staking him up and how does one stake up a potato plant that's already a couple feet tall without staking potential potatoes?? I managed it, I think, but time will tell whether I harshed any spuds. Anyway, he seems fine this morning, so no harm done, I guess.
I went out of my way to hit the other local thrift store and while they did have a lot of books, I only found two I wanted. What a waste of gas. The books, you ask? The Surgeon by Tess Garretson and a three book volume of 87th Precinct novels by Ed McBain. Cost? 75c. I would've made out like a bandit if I'd been into Danielle Steel or James Patterson, but alas, I'm not a fan of either of those authors.
Sawyer woke us up this morning at 4am. He was trying to jump to the top of the big chest of drawers. He missed... he always misses... but he managed to knock the bottle of antacids on the floor. Scared the crap out of himself and woke us both up rather rudely. Sometimes... to the moon, cat.
I hate when I get an email touting 'free shipping' and it's only on order over a certain amount. This last one seemed like it was for any order and only for a limited time, but it's their regular free shipping amount. Dirty pool, chaps. That's one way to get me to not buy anything from you ever.
Sawyer's being a picky eater right now. Turd. I mean, Finn's always been a picky eater, but Finn also doesn't bitch when he doesn't get fed his favorite foods. He simply chooses not to eat what he doesn't like. Sawyer? Nope. 'FEED ME... I don't LIKE that... FEED ME SOMETHING ELSE!' He's my problem child. We do love him, but ugh. (And before you wonder, he's fine. He's also not in danger of starving to death.)
Ugh, I meant to take a shower yesterday, but I wasn't in the mood. I figured I could take a shower when I got up this morning. This morning? Thunderstorms. Blerg. That'll teach me.
Okay, that's probably enough out of me. Any snippets of wisdom from you? Anything you totally forgot that you'd like to mention? Comment away.
Cats. And dogs. I rest my case.
ReplyDeleteThat said, the raven-crows and the robins love it when Jake and Toby don't like their gushy food. The omnivore birds are like Mikey.
Tornadoes last night missed us. I can't believe there were no fatalities or serious injuries. I mean, some of the houses are nothing but foundation with a pile of debris next to the slab.
Remind me to never set another book in a northern city that makes no sense to my southern sensibilities when it comes to directions. Rochester is eating my lunch. *bangs head on desk*
That said, I HAVE written this week! Woot.
We were up dealing with barking dogs from 1:30 to 3:30 a.m. I'm ready for a nap. I Walmart peopled this molrning. Stick a fork in me. I'm done.
Have a great weekend. Later, tater.