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Thoughts and details of the day: I worked. Ok. I was at work until 1. Got to my grandma's and made some lunch, then had a couple small cups of coffee drink from my mixes. Molly's appointment was at 3:30 so I got ready to take her at about 10 to 3. As I was getting Molly in the car, Barb arrived and she said she had corn. (for the deer) She said something like "I gotta stop doing this". I told her the deer would be pleased. She said something like "I'm to the point where I don't care about the deer. I don't care about the mourning doves. I don't care about the furnace. I just don't want to come here any more." That's not exact but I think close. And I think she also said one of these days she's going to lose it. Maybe today. And I said "let's hope not." I wish I knew what's making her so unhappy. I do suspect some of it is that she goes largely because of a sense of obligation. I've been going because of the obligation, yes, but also because I love my grandma. But more than that, I *like* my grandma. And I want her to be happy. And I think it sucks to feel alone. To not have anyone to talk to, to listen to you. To just be alone with yourself, your thoughts, your cats, your chores. Unless someone decides to come visit or call. I don't want her to feel like that. So I may not always be interested in the things she's talking about or worrying about. Her paper usually arrives right around the time I get there and even if I tell her I've already seen it, she will talk to me about what she reads, sometimes even reading bits. I listen because it matters to her and *she* matters to me. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one that genuinely *likes* her. I just want her to be happy. And I do all that I can to try to make her happy. Or less unhappy. I had more to write but I gotta go. I'm at the coffee shop and Harry's on his way to our house to give me back my car. Temporarily. My brakes are partly fixed. And my alternator (er?) needs fixing (hopefully not replacing). More on that soon, I hope. Tomorrow if all goes well. Also, here is a video of Mikale! ( embedded under cut )Tags: mikale, video
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The babies (ha! they're huge, but whatever) are watching cat tv again. Sometimes I'm not even sure what they're looking at. But they seem very pleased. I've had a headache all day. Through multiple doses of tylenol. And krogernol. Stupid head. I'm just sore in general today. Badminton caught up with my out of shape ass. Makes me wanna do it more!! I made another craigslist ad today. I don't think anyone is seeing them. But whatever. Maybe I'll be lucky and someone will. Mikale is sick today. He wanted to come here. And be sick on my couch. Not like barf on it. Like be on it while he's sick. He sounded all pitiful on the phone. He said he wanted to see me. I said I know, it's been *days*. He said it's only been like 5 days but he just wanted to see me. (awww!) He didn't want to go to grandma's because her cat hair makes him itch. I said I have lots of cat hair too. But I guess my cat hair is ok. He said he doesn't have to worry about stepping on my cats. I told him he's not actually allowed to step on my cats either. And he said 'well I wouldn't do it on *purpose*! He said my cats don't scratch. (ha but they might if he stepped on them!) Mary reminded him that g-ma usually has treats and would likely spoil him and he said "do I *look* like I want that stuff right now?" He amuses me. I need to shower and go to bed. Maybe a full night's sleep will make my head feel better. Tags: mikale
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I called my grandma because I haven't talked to her in a few days. She doesn't make many calls because if she goes over a certain amount they will charge her an extra $5 and she is determined to not pay that $5. Mikale andwered the phone: me: Hey *you're* not grandma! Mikale: I told her I would answer the phone. DO you have anything to do today? me: Well when I get home I'm going to pee and then make some lunch and then check on Biscuit. Mikale: Do you think you might be able to come by after that? me: How come? Mikale: To visit me. I miss you! me: awww! Seriously, how cute is that? Tags: mikale
Currently feeling:  loved
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We just played a game. "I went on a _____ and I took ____" We went back and forth through the alphabet listing what we took. I went on a camping trip and I took... an Absolute ripped up piece of paper a Brat a Crippled fish a Doorknob a Elephant a Fairy a Giant pickle a House International internet a Joke book a Kid a Loud radio Mackinac Island fudge, 3 lbs a New jack-in-the-box an Octopus Pumpkin a Queen cake a Renault a Silly Santa a Tent a Unicycle a Vent Whiny Wendy a Xylophone a Yo-yo a Zebra Tags: mikale
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So Sunday and monday I was pretty sure that I was not getting sick. I felt fine but my voice sounded weird. Today I'm thinking I might have been wrong. I'm starting to feel a little cootie-ful. Which reminds me: Yesterday Mikale was feeling sick and he even fell asleep in the car as I was driving him to g-ma's and when I woke him up he told me he felt "like a bag of puke". I don't quite feel like a bag of puke but my head hurts a little and my voice is still jacked up and I've been a little snot-ful. But, thankfully, only a little. I drank some airborne last night and this morning and will have some more later today! I have good things for breakfast. I made some potato onion soup last night. and I will have a little of that with some leftover macaroni and cheese that I received yesterday. I should heat them now. And a final two things: Today is Chocolate Mint Day The quote of the day from my google page: The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it. - Patrick Young Tags: mikale
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