Sunday, April 29, 2007

It Continues

I swear I'm not making this up.

We had to take Little Boy to the 24-hour emergency pet clinic last night at 8:00 because he was choking and having trouble breathing. This is the fourth time this has happened to him, always in the early spring. I had already told the vet that twice before vets had told us that there was nothing up there and it was just allergies, but they were always wrong. The first time, Little Boy suffered for 7 days after a vet told us it was just allergies. He choked and sneezed and wheezed for days before it worked it's way up through his nose and Barnaby and I finally found it and pulled it out with tweezers. I KNOW THERE'S GRASS UP THERE...GO FIND IT. Sure enough, he had a 5-inch blade of grass hung up in the back of his throat and nose.

So...$186 later, we came home.What's going on? Maybe I need to burn some sage or something. I'm really not that upset about all this stuff. I started to get all bothered about it yesterday when the air conditioner went out, but then it just went away. I'm glad because all that really does is make things worse.

There was a cool breeze yesterday afternoon and into the evening, so it was rather pleasant in the house temperture-wise with the windows open and fans on.

I'm going to go dig out some summer clothes and merrily go about my normal Sunday activities -- watch the race, do laundry -- and thank the Lord it's not 100 degrees with 85 percent humidity yet.
Little Boy

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Burn Baby Burn


As predicted earlier in the month, our air conditioner quit today. And, of course, it's Saturday.

Oh, and Abbey threw her back out somehow and I had to take her to the vet AGAIN. She's in miserable pain and on steroids. My vet is taking a fabulous vacation this year, on me. I've seen him more than anyone else this month, and paid him WAY more than my mortgage company.

If anybody needs me, I'll just be right here burning my #%!&* house to the ground.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Various & Sundry

I went to a plant nursery yesterday to get more plants for the garden in the side yard. I got three Rosemarys, a couple of hastas, and two other things I don't know the name of because the crazy lady with the Hee Haw hat that worked there latched on to me and walked with me all over that place talking non-stop and pointing out every plant that was ever on the face of the earth that does well in shade. Damn, that was a long sentence. Just to shut her up, I finally just took two random plants and ran away. I thought I was home free while I was checking out until I saw the Hee Haw hat lady coming around the counter. She wanted to tell me that if I have problems with snails around the hastas, they have some stuff that I can sprinkle around them that makes them magically disappear. Okay, thank you again. Buh-bye.

Then I went to the Dollar Store to get Barnaby some crates that he wanted for the garage after he saw the ones I bought for the newly decorated and painted laundry room. Grouchy Old Sea Hag Lady that works in the Dollar Store argued with me over the price of the crates for ten minutes and then finally gave up when I became a much bigger Sea Hag than her. I win! Things were looking up.

I got cleaned up and took a hot bath when I got home just in time to sit down and watch the Saturday night NASCAR Cup race. I love night races, have I mentioned? It seemed to go on forever, but ended up being a really good race. Tony Stewart (asshole) and Jeff Gordon (cutie pie) did some great racing near the end, but Jeff pervailed and won the race. Yea!

Ack!

June Beetle: Any of various large North American scarabaeid beetles of the subfamily Melolonthinae, appearing in late spring and having larvae that are destructive to vegetation. Also called June bug, May beetle.


I swear, I have had more dog issues and made more trips to the vet in the last couple of months than I have in the last 10 years. Earlier in the week, Sammi got sick. I was sure she was dying of parvo because the stupid lady that answered the phone at the vet said that's what she thought it was after listening to Sammi's symptoms. Even though Sammi has had all the shots she's supposed to at this point, her immune system may not have had time to build up against it. (The vet later said that was bullshit and rolled his eyes at me. Later, I saw him giving her the stink eye as she slunk away to the back.)



Long story even longer, she was sick because she ate too many June Bugs and cat treats, both of which are very high in fat and make many dogs sick, apparently. Did you know that you're not supposed to give dogs any kind of cat food or cat treats? Neither does the Rotten-Toothed English Dog Trainer that leads Sammi's obedience classes. She's the one that told everybody in class to give our puppies cat treats during training sessions because dogs love them and they're small. Dumbass.

Sammi got three shots to "calm her tummy and shut down her pancreas." She ate and drank nothing for 24 hours. Then we had to give her chicken baby food twice the next day. That was yesterday. Since she was fine with that and has steadily improved, we're now supposed to give her boiled chicken and rice for the next five days. Man, these dogs are a pain in my ass lately...and worth every bit of it.

She seems fine now. I have no idea how we're going to keep her from eating June Bugs. After it gets dark, they come out from underground, and they're everywhere in the backyard. I was running around after her like an idiot in pajamas last night while she chased them all over. She thought that was hilarious and tons of fun. She grabbed one and ran in the house with it, me and Barnaby in tow as she madly crunched away on the June Bug. Gah! That's a horrible sound. Their hard shells crunch when chewed. I guess she'll just have to stay inside once it's dark from now on.

He said she was just a super-sensitive dog -- remember when she had an allergic reaction to her shots? It doesn't make much sense to me. There must be millions of dogs that eat June Bugs, and I've never heard of one nearly dying because of it. Have you? City dogs are sissies. I bet there are wild dogs that live on June Bugs.

Speaking of living on June Bugs...Barnaby said that he has read in Survival books that if you are lost or stranded or whatever, you should eat June Bugs because they are so high in fat, and they'll keep you from starving to death. But I guess if you're a dog, you'll throw up and shit so much you'll die? Ridiculous!

Whatever.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Shut Up Already

Sorry if this offends someone but...

I really wish the media would stop it with the coverage of the Virginia Tech story. Even Access Hollywood and Extra covered it last night. That's supposed to be my escape from the real world to mindless celebrity crap! It's just so damn depressing to hear about it constantly. That's what they did with 9-11 too. Just when you start feeling better, or at least not thinking about it 24/7, they'd sneak in another story and plunge you back down where you started. Is it just me? Would I feel differently if I were closer to those affected? Would I actually want to hear every single detail and every single person's story? Maybe much later, but not right now when it's all raw.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Estrogen Sucks

I do believe my hormones are raging the last day or two. I'm either irritated or on the verge of crying most of the time. Work is stressing me out, and I'm sure that doesn't help. I have a knot in my shoulder the size of a golf ball. I need to go to a massage therapist, but I don't have time! Boo-hoo. Bite me. Wah. Shut-up. See?

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Lookie Here

It was scary around here last night. I don't do tornados very well. This is the stuff my nightmares are made of. I've had recurring tornado dreams since I was a child. Last night I wasn't dreaming. We had our stuff in the closet, ready to hunker down if need be. Luckily we didn't have to!













I can't take credit for the photos. They are from our local Fox News Website. That last one makes me pee when I look at it.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Mindless Drivel

The laundry room is finished being painted and organized. I can't let you see a picture yet because the washer is still in the garage. It's there because there's something wrong with the hose and it's leaking water. Barnaby is going to fix it this weekend, supposedly. That's what I get for mentioning that we've had the washer and dryer for 16 years with nary a problem. They're both going to blow up now.

The air conditioner is making a loud whistling noise (outside) when it comes on. It's probably annoying the crap out of our neighbors. I think their bedroom is right there where our air conditioning unit is. I told Barnaby to just spray WD40 on it. That's my fix for everything. I must have gotten that from my grandfather. My mother tells me he bought it in gallon-size containers all the time. Their stuff must have been well-oiled if nothing else. I love the way that stuff smells too. Anyway, the air conditioner is probably going to blow up any day now too.

I finally found the Levi Trouser Jeans I've been searching for. Last time I checked their Website, they didn't have my size, and supposedly the only store that sells them within 50 miles of my house was still too far. I saw them featured in a Celeb magazine again, which is where I saw them the first time too, and decided to check again. They had them, I ordered them, and they should get here next week. They look kind of crappy in the picture online, but they look great in the magazine. I'm hoping the magazine picture is more accurate.

We're supposed to be getting storms today that last from about 2pm until 10pm. I'm looking forward to the rain. I'll have to bake some bread or something.

Stay safe...it's Friday the 13th! I hope nothing blows up on you. Later.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Utility Room Makeover

A rare thing has happened at Scotty's Place today. I'm all caught up on work. (Knocking on wood & throwing salt over shoulder) I'm going to paint our laundry room today, or at least start. I'm not sure how long it's going to take. It's just a tiny room. I was going to paint it a pastel minty-aqua-ish color, but when I went to Home Depot to look at colors and get the paint, I could tell that color would make me insane in about two and a half seconds. I'm going to use some paint we bought a couple of years ago and then didn't like because it looked too orange. I'm thinking it will be okay in that small room though. The color is called Chai. It's kind of a terra cotta, brownish, reddish, brickish color.

I got all inspired to do this when I was looking at Real Simple magazine a couple of weeks ago. They had done a laundry room makeover for someone and had before and after pictures. That got me to thinking how blah my laundry room is. I'm going to paint the one built-in wood shelf white and make a trip to the Container Store for some of the other stuff they had used in hers to help with organization. Sure wish I could go buy the fancy new front-load washer and dryer she got. I'm sure our old Maytag washer and dryer will shit the bed any day now. We've had them for 16 years!

First I have to go figure out how to unhook the washer and dryer from the wall and move them out of there. That should be a fun time and scare the crap out of the dogs.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Two for One Bonus Entry

Don't touch my boxes!
Fairy Lamps


I found this entry that I wrote awhile back, complete with pictures, but never posted:



I’m in box heaven, y’all. Look at all these lovely boxes. I’ve been getting a lot of them lately because of my eBay madness, and I just can’t throw them away. I might want to sell something on eBay myself, and these boxes are perfect. They even have bubble wrap and packing “worms” inside! Barnaby is going to kill me if I don’t get rid of them soon. Or hide them. I love boxes!

I had never even heard of a fairy lamp before I started surfing around eBay, have you? These are the three different kinds I’ve seen. I had the green one packed away. My mother gave it to me a long time ago. I’m sure she didn’t call it a fairy lamp though. I got the other two on eBay. You light a tea light and put it inside. They’re really pretty when lit. There are much prettier ones, but I wasn’t willing to pay much, so I didn’t win them. I got the amber one for $8 and the blue one for $18. I really really wanted a lavender one, but apparently so did everybody else. I think it ended up going for $35. Maybe I’ll get lucky and sneak a bid in when nobody’s looking some day. Go check ‘em out! Just go to eBay and put “fairy lamp” in the search box. You’ll see lots of them.

End of old entry.

I've accomplished quite a bit today. I'm very proud of myself. This is my day so far. Be jealous of my exciting life.

  • 7:30: Got up & got dressed. (Yes, that counts as something)
  • 7:40: Fed the dogs, let them out & back in again, got them fresh water, gave Abby her pill and eye ointment, and gave Phoebe her pill.
  • 7:50: Got a big glass of iced coffee, a travel mug with ice water, put some dry Cheerios in a plastic container with a lid and went to my office.
  • 8:00 - 9:30: Finished a transcript that was needed this morning and emailed it, and talked to my mother on the phone.
  • 9:30 - 10:30: Took a bath, got dressed, put on make-up, and painted my toenails. (Eww, feet)
  • 10:30 - 2:00: Went to the bank (deposit), library (return books), post office (file insurance claim for damaged to contents of an insured package), Petco (Sign up Sammi for classes), THREE grocery stores (To get Barnaby's car registration -- one was out of stickers, one was closed??, and one didn't do registrations), bought a magazine (Diet & Exercise), and called Barnaby and talked while I drove home.
  • 2:10: Fed the dogs, changed their water, let them out, ate some ice cream, and went back to my office to work but read a couple of online journals and made this entry instead.
  • 2:45: I'm going to work until about 4:00, and then take a nap or make something for dinner.

Flexor Digitorum Profundus Tendenitis


Wow, that's a fancy name for "my palm hurts." Doc doesn't think it's carpal tunnel or the arteries or the nerves. He's sending me to a hand therapist two times a week for four weeks. I haven't called yet for an appointment because I don't believe in going to therapists for these types of things since I went to "therapy" for my back a few years back, and it was the most ridiculous thing I've ever been through. I can put ice and heat on my hand myself. At home. For free. Thanks, but no. What a load of crap.


I've made some ergonomic adjustments to my work space that should help. One of the major things was I switched my mouse over to my left side so I'm "mousing" with my left hand now. It was really amazing to see how my brain adjusted so quickly to it. At first, it was like I was retarded or something. My brain would move the mouse one way, and it would go completely the opposite way, and I had absolutely no coordination. But by the middle of the second day, I was left mousing very well. Now I just need to set a timer to go off every 20-30 minutes so I can get up and stretch and give my fingers a break. That's kind of a pain in the ass, but I suppose it's necessary.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Peeking

This picture of Phoebe peeking over Sammi's head makes me laugh.

We had a nice and quiet weekend. I'm off to the hand doctor. Back later!