Monday, February 19, 2018


The dog got his first walk in a week , in a week. Sunday was the first day in a week hat it wasn't too cold and rainy to take the dog for a walk. Or I wasn't having a toilet installed or thought I  was having a toilet installed. It is supposed to rain on Monday. Because of course it is.

I also noticed this morning, that my backyard wants to be mowed! In February, and that my big tree in the front has broken out in bloom. I think it will live to regret that decision,  and I don't want to mow the yard yet! I mean for real! It was fine and then it got very warm and all the weeds woke up and thought it was significantly later in the season than it is and now I'm going to have to mow them much earlier in the season that either of us are prepared for.

I'm going to have to move things around and  pull out the mower and extension cords and pick up dog bombs and the  dog will not get a walk that day and it just seems so wrong to be mowing anything this early in February. I blame 45. I used to just say "I blame George Bush", and I did, for everything, it was so easy, it just rolled off the tongue and it was inevitably his fault because he was just such a little fucker , but he was at least not directly making a profit on it. Except for oil, he was directly making a profit on that.

This guy, 45, is making a profit, directly on everything he does to screw us over, him and his Russian buddies. He is a criminal, not just a political- morally questionable criminal, it would be really hard to prove that Shrub broke actual black letter laws. But 45 is an actual orange jumpsuit criminal bad guy . 45 is a criminal, a mobbed up guy. You don't think he built buildings in NYC without the help of guys in white ties do you? Who do you think went to those senators offices? Has anyone checked on their pets and family members? Its not the Russians who are keeping them in line. 

Friday, February 16, 2018


My day:



Thursday, February 15, 2018


If I didn't have to buy a new toilet, I would very likely entertain thoughts of buying two of these

Do you know the stress these babies would save me? I could feed Tex food that would not make him fat, I could save money by not have to feed  expensive vet food to two cats, I could not have to scream at the dog when he eats the cats very expensive cat food. But sadly, these feeders are very expensive. Very, very expensive. But jeebus, the stress relief!

It is to dream the impossible dream. Because I am buying a new toilet because my old toilet has cost me $340 over the last two months and it should have cost me $128.

And I'm not even going to waste my time and yours with thoughts and prayers for the poor kids in Florida. The Republican leadership doesn't care and doesn't want those episodes to stop. They don't care. They don't care about adults, they don't care about children, they don't care about Americans. Lord have mercy on our souls. The Republicans certainly will not.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Ash Wednesday

Okay Lent. Bring . It.

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Fat Tuesday

To prove that I do not just bake for dogs

Pumpkin chocolate chip bread/cake. Its so good! I wish I had greased the bunt cake pan though, I could have and I didn't because for whatever reason, I thought that because the bottom came out that it was like a auto-out thing. It is not. Well. It will taste good, it is baked the fake sugar and almond flour so it's almost not entirely bad for you as well.  It is a little brown, but it's so dense that it takes forever to bake and it just got darker than I would like on the road to not batter.

Little known fact, bundt cake pans were a huge fundraiser for Hadassah back in the day.

This weekend, I did more cooking, also, not for dogs

That is a very nice Pork Wellington. Thank you Buzzfeed and Tasty. com.

Today after work and before getting my bake on, I visited with my friendly plumber and my friendly vender plumber. I have a leak, a bad leak OR I have a bad toilet. The vender plumber was at the house when I came home, I had been expecting a phone call not so much a guy in a van in my drive way, but there he was. He needed to get under my house but I couldn't get the door open because I haven't know where the keys were in years. He wanted to see if the pipe that feeds my house with waster was leaking, long story short, if it is, its not leaking under the house. It may be leaking, but not very much the yard is not sodden or artificially green. My friendly plumber stopped by because he saw a strange plumber at my house and got jealous. He hung around after vender plumber left because there was no way to get into the underhouse.

The leak may be the toilet. The fixed toilet. However, it is an old toilet that doesn't flush very well, actually, its very embarrassing how badly it does not flush - which could be linked to a leak of air somewhere, we agreed to replace the bad, old toilet with a new toilet. The bad toilet also auto flushes itself, which is not okay and could be why the bill is so high. We don't know. I'm still going to have the vender do his thing.

Monday, February 12, 2018


SO, what are you doing? I'm watching the Olympics. I'm so much more into skiing than I thought I was. But who isn't into Giant Slalom? I mean, not all skiing, cross county isn't even fun to do much less watch. so there are limits and I am not going to watch curling, so  I  do have standards.

Now I am watching ladies skating. I love this, but I don't watch if it isn't he Olympics, its been on random Saturday afternoons and I'm like Eh, I'm just not that interested in watching if it doesn't mean anything and I'm going to have to watch falling. I don't wanna watch people fall. It makes me sad and worried.

If I'm going to be worried about a person competitor its going to be because they are going to die, not just from embarrassment. There are so many ways to die at the Olympics, I mean those skiers take their eyes or their minds off their tasks for one moment they can more then just loss the run. Its a very scary thing these people do.

The Canadian girl is skating now. I am so over the piece of music. I get bad concession flash backs. It was on the soundtrack to "An American in Paris" and it was played at my movie theatre all the time. The projectionists were in charge of the music and they would forget the CD was in the machine and we would listen to it over and over and over. The projectionists didn't have to listen to it and would only complain if they had to hear the same thing when they came down stairs twice a day. Eventually our hero projectionist took the CD and snapped it in half. We had two projectionists, our hero was the one who was not allegedly  a pedophile. The boys were not supposed to go up the projection both when that one was up there, not that there were many reasons for any of us to go up the both. However, I think the boxes where we kept the letters for the outdoor sign were kept up there, and the doormen were in charge of changing the sign every week. A task that as a not-male, I was forbidden from pursuing, see also, popping popcorn. 

And they let the Russians skate why? I thought they weren't supposed to be here at all?  Druggies. God, she was good. Fucking Russians.

Friday, February 9, 2018

Friday Cat Blogging


Tired. I went to work at 6:30am and went to work right away and finished up wednesday - I hate not having the day finished on the day, I have standards and getting my wednesday work done on wednesday is important to me. It wasn't my fault, it wasn't my lack of focus or diligence, it was my boss and her issues that made my day start late and caused me to not finish, but it was my work and it was my responsibility to get it done. I had to get it done and I did. I came in early and then stayed late to get even more work done to help out a co-worker who won't be in tomorrow due to a family funeral . I am such a team player I should wear a jersey to work.

 I finally got home and walked the dog, and came home and started my dinner and got it into the toaster oven and onto the stove and settled in to watch some TV and then my phone was my friend from work who escaped and we talked and talked and talked and my oven beeped and we talked and talked and talked and by the time we hung up, while my dinner was cold, my heart was warm. It was a trade off I could live with.

With my dinner back in the oven, I changed into my pjs - Thursday is a very busy TV night so better to not waste time with multiple costume changes. The less time I have to spend messing around with changes the more time I can spend with Project Runway All Stars and Ru Pauls Drag Race All Stars .

Best day ever.

Thursday, February 8, 2018


The weather people lied! It was supposed to rain all day and then the wind was supposed to pick up and  I planned accordingly. I didn't bring my lunch to work because I didn't want to sit in the car in the rain and eat lunch, so I went to Sam's instead and got more tea - in the weather peoples defence, it was raining lightly then. I congratulated myself  for wearing a rain coat to work despite the fact it wasn't actually raining in the morning

But it never really focused on the raining. It tried but it couldn't make it work. My co-worker said it was supposed to get really windy too, thirty mile an hour gusts! Those never happened either, and I'm pretty sure that she didn't hear the warnings from her phone either, she got that news from the actual real news from an actual real weather professional.  It did manage to rain again, very briefly, when I came home from work, so dog did not get a walk, poor dog! but then it stopped. My phone also lied about the rain. My phone still claims its raining. It is not raining.

I should have gone to the store tonight and bought a few things I didn't want to buy in bulk while on the Sam's trip today, but frankly, I'm in a "I don't like going out at night phase". I like it much better if I can just shut the door and stay in the house once I'm home. I don't have to go out again, I don't need to go out again, I'm not going to go out again. They invented the lunch hour for a reason.

Wally is much less busy over lunch and I can get in and get out much faster than I can in the evening. The whole experience is just so much less distasteful than it is normally. The evenings are so crazy at Wally that it might as well be a Saturday afternoon and no one wants to go to Wally on Saturday afternoon, its just too much to deal with. I would much rather get it over with at lunch, so I will.

Wednesday, February 7, 2018


No entry. I accidentally had a life and had to go out and do something, my nephew had a birthday over the weekend and I wasn't invited, but we had family birthday last night. Then I went home and tried to play  Police Girl with a drunk. 

Its really hard in the dark to keep your eyes on the both the road and a drunk and find your phone at the bottom of your purse. You also can not throw the purse at the dog with the command "Find my Phone!" and have them know what to do. The drunk is not going to call the cops on himself while he is weaving widely across the road.

Fortunately, someone else, possibly one of the cars he came within a hair of sideswiping, was able to find their phone and right after one of his more sloppy trips across the median and three lanes of traffic, a cop showed up behind us and turned on his lights and sirens. I have never been so happy to be startled by a cop behind me in traffic.

But, I got home late, and that is why I have no entry.

Tuesday, February 6, 2018


I would have had a written entry on Friday but I would have had to have a working keyboard when I sat down to write it and I did not, so there you go, I had a working keyboard Sunday night but I was watching the Super Bowl. Deal.

So,tonight, while I have a few minutes before The Alienist comes on, and my keyboard is working, I spent Saturday running errands before it starting raining and then Sunday, once the rain settled in, I made some very nice chicken soup, that turned quite good, by-the-way, even with the store bought chicken broth, and finally put my tree in the attic. I did a lot. So to reward myself, I watched a lot of TV.

The dog and I did get a walk on Saturday while it was nice and while my soup was simmering, but I made my fitbit very sad on Sunday. Because it rained all day, without stopping. There was no break from the rain all day. It wasn't even all that cold out, but it managed to be so damp and wretched that it made the inside of the house colder by comparison.

My fitbit has been very disappointed with me lately, I expect any day now to see some sort of "See Me" email to arrive from it asking if there is anything it can do for me and reminding me of my goals.  Sometimes my fitbit can really go to hell, I am not going to walk in the driving rain or the bitter cold, I'm just not going to to. I also am not going to walk in the dark - but you can't explain that to it. It doesn't care. It is heartless . It does its job and it fully expects that you are as dedicated to yours as it is to its. It just does not understand why you are not as gungho as it is! It is all about getting in that work out and making sure that you get all of your steps! It really is dedicated to your success and it really wants you to be as dedicated to physical fitness as it is. It forgets that it is a machine and you are not.

Friday, February 2, 2018

Thursday, February 1, 2018


Okay, here's the thing, I sat down and stretched out with the dog, post walk, post dinner to watch some TV. I watched some Barney Miller, always funny and then I settled in clear some titles off the DVD, and ran across an episode of BBC's Earth - Deep Sea. It's very, very good.  And I'm listening to the guy go on about the squishy things in the deep sea and then I start thinking that the light is very bright and I turn it off and a few minutes later I start to think that  The TV is very loud and I can watch the squishy things without the narrative just fine. 

And then I fell asleep. I woke up because Tiny was knocking things off the table and it was very annoying. So that's where we are.

Wednesday, January 31, 2018


Today was very pretty. Very bright, very sunny, very lovely. Cold and windy as it wanted to be. Very bitchy weather. I took the dog for a walk because he didn't get one at all Monday because it was still raining and I could tell he was getting antsy.

 I walked out the office and was shocked to see there had been no change from lunch. So no walk in the morning and no walk at night either. My fitbit is going to be snarky about how many days I exercised this week and there is no way to tell it that it rained. It doesn't cotton to any excuses on your part. It fully expects you to get out there, rain or shine and do your part.

So Tuesday, in the interests of making it up to my fitbit and the dog, we took two walks, one in the morning, when it was still wet, and one after work, thankfully, sans rain. I thought after work because it had managed to get colder and now it was windy - that I would change things up by not wearing the cheap one-size-fits-all knit gloves that I wear every day as they are not very warm and I am tired of cold hands. I went with much warmer mittens, I thought these would improve my  hands warmth.

I discovered why adults don't wear mittens, even though they are warm, much warmer than one-size-fits-all knit gloves. We need our fingers. We need to be able to use our hands and mittens impede use of hands. Kids can really rock flippers, we as adults can not. I mean, I'm sure they are great for making snowballs and riding bikes but they suck for trying to tie up poopy bags. I'm just saying, adults need to adult and mittens don't make it easy.

I also chose the wrong hat, I have the right hand and chose the wrong hat and I ended up with cold ears a hundred yards from the house. Not okay. The slacks I wore to work weren't made for the cold either, I could have changed into much warmer pants, should have, could have, would have. Didn't. Did have cold legs.

So I had cold ears,  my chin wasn't happy about the whole thing, my hands that were warmer than they are normally under the circumstances but were all but useless and I had cold legs. But it wasn't raining, I had to find something to be happy about, at the very least, for the first time since Saturday night, it had stopped raining. It would have really sucked to be out in the cold, driving wind and damp. I mean if it was still raining I would have been where I was all weekend, under a blanket with the dog watching TV, but where are the health benefits there? There are none.

Walking and getting exercise are good for you.  Its good for me, it's good for the dog, its good for us. I tell myself that as I slog home every night and my legs are tingling from the cold and I can't feel my hands or my ears and my nose is running. "This is Good For Us."