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Friday Cat Blogging

Yay Three Day Weekend!

I discovered that it is not a great idea to eat ice-cream sundae's at 4pm. It does a number on your blood sugar and causes you to fall into a deep coma by 5:15. On the up side, you do sleep through dinner.

I had a whole list of things I was supposed to do when I got home from work and in my favor, I actually got most of them done, post sugar coma, hours later than I had planned but still objectives reached. I will end up taking a shower at eleven o'clock at night but still, I will take that shower! I was also supposed to bath Dogger but it isn't going to happen and if I really had been dedicated to this I would have gathered towels and shampoo the night before and I didn't so it is not totally the ice cream and chocolate sauces fault I slacked.

There was also the problem that pre-Memorial Day weekend,  I have no sunglasses again! I knew I was going to lose them because they cost more than the old variety I had been buying, which because they were cheap I almost never lost. I would buy new ones because the old ones wore out and now I am finding them everywhere, there must be three pair in my kitchen alone not the mention the ones I found in Minnie! I actually dug one pair out of the garden last spring.

I have to have new shades because I am going to the beach and I am not going to the beach without sunglasses, so I will have to hit the Wallyworld closeish to campus over lunch and hopefully they will have the kind that fits my glasses - The Wallyworld near me did not when I was there digging through their  rather pathetic selection the other day but I did unearth a Christmas ornament dated 2004!

 I also need to remember I need dog cookies and to look at their selection of bikes. Its a much nicer Wally than mine, so I am betting on a better selection of nicer bikes and  along with the better bikes, I imagine a better dog cookies as well. It is a much newer and better appointed Wallyworld and  it has much nicer stuff in stock and it smells better and has wider aisles, better lighting and they keep it cleaner. It is a lovely suburban Wally while my Wally by comparison is located in an ghetto slash urban hell hole slash war zone.

Lovely.

Bike

I went to all that trouble to finally get my bike tires pumped up and ready to go and then I get ready to go and the back tire is flat again. Totally flat as in no air.

My $48 bike may have passed its sell by date. Broskey has all ready put too much money into new brakes and assorted bikey whatnots that its needed and I can't see putting more cash in it for a bike that cost less than its combined accessories. I am very sad.

But not so sad that I didn't hie myself to Wallyworld to look at their bikes to see if they had any other $48 bikes for me. They didn't this time around but I could score a non-speed with white walls like all the hipster kiddos ride these days and I might like that.I could look really cool tooling around in that. Maybe I would get a cute hat or start wearing overalls... I am digging the white walls. These bikes cost over $100 though so I'm not sure what to do; One one hand I really need a bike because I need to exercise and fitness is priceless, but I could drop more cash on Purple Bike and maybe get it fixed enough to ride around but how long is it going to last  this time? And what if getting it fixed is more than just getting a new cheap bike?

I think I would like a new cheap bike!

I haven't been able to ride nearly as much as frankly I have needed to with my trip back to the Old Country looming at the end of June. I was supposed to be a size six by now and I think I've gained weight. Not good. I was supposed to be down many, many pounds by this time and I am not and I blame this on the bike's continued poor health and not my weakness and lack of self control and poor will power.

All the bike's fault.

There were some very cute bikes at my Wallyworld though, very expensive bikes - Some were upwards of $250!  For a Walmart bike! Which I do recognize as almost free as bikes go but since in my world $250 for a toy is still $250 for a toy and for $250 at Wallyworld I should be able to fill up a container ship with plastic crap and I'm not sure I want to gift Wallyworld with $250 all at the same time. There was a very pretty little mint green number though and it was sweet and it came with speeds and hand breaks and I think it was under $100 - A total win by the way, but my last bike was an el cheapo and it lasted a year but it lasted a year and how bad is that? A mint bike wouldn't match Minnie though and I kind of liked that about Purple Bike, it didn't stand out riding around in the car.

There was another blueish model that was also very cute and it was a white wall model with no speeds or hand breaks - A plus because there would be very little to break or get caught on say, everything on the interior of the van. A Problem I think thus far with Purple Bike.

But even with its various cables being tugged on, the cables are not at issues, most of the breaks still work! Some of the breaks. The bike still stops more or less.  I'm going to go visit other Wallyworlds.

On the go

I finally puff, puff found the bike pump! In a fit of well meaning tidy-ing I must have decided that under the car port was no place for a nice bike pump like it and it needed to be taking care of. because you know, poor sad little bike pump! I think prior to living in the wild it had lived in Minnie until a previous fit of tidy-ing had moved it. Because it staying in the same place indefinitely would bore it and I might know where it was from day to day but I must believe strongly in bike pump rights and bike pumps get bored really easily, they require a change of scene from time to to time.I also seem to think  deep down,that playing hide-and-seek with it is fun for both of us.  Clearly, I do not want it where I can find it. That would be wrong.

I had moved it to the basement. Where the bike isn't and where I would never look for it if I needed it. I must have moved it there in a desire to keep it safe or out of the rain or some other really-good-reason at the time but as well meaning as it was, it made sure I couldn't find it. For months.

So I found it! Then I had to use it and I was reminded why I thought shelling out a dollar for air seemed like such a good idea. The pump hates me! It pops off the nozzle on the tire and its hard to pump. I can't ell if its getting air into the tire at all or how much is staying in the tire after that. I was messing with the tip and the whole thing fell apart. I took a hint from the moron across the street who thinks that revving his engine is the same as fixing the engine and I smacked the tip on the driveway a few times to "make it work" ands shockingly, it did!  Maybe the moron is smarter than her appears because brute force worked and post smacking it fit better and the tire I had been working on seemed to be less soft. Tire "A" was easy, Tire "B" wasn't and it started off less flat.

But now, the bike tires both of them at the same time! are aired up and ready to go. The rain as stopped or at least stopped for the  moment and Bike and I will be ready to go,go,go! Having a ready bike did not stop me from driving to the post office the other night but in my defence, it was dark and Dogger did really want a ride in the car. It makes her whole day and she has been cooped up in the house more than either of us likes.

But yay! Bike is back! Now I just have to get back on it.

Wet floor

It's raining again and I don't really want to walk Dogger in it. I walked her twice in the rain already today and I don't relish the prospect of doing it again. I feel like a bad dog mama. And damp I feel like a damp dog mama.

I went to the store and bought my cousins baby a card congratulating him on his coming high school graduation. Congrats Kiddo! Go forth and prosper! Don't knock up your girlfriend! I'm going to go with the idea that the genetic stupidity he was born with might not manifest in this generation. But I bought him a card anyway and I'll send him some cash. If I was really mean I would send him Oh The Places You'll Go! because he'll get twelve of them and I don't think he'll ever go anywhere.

I'm really feeling nasty today. Maybe I should take Dogger for another walk, let the rain wash the nasty away. No. I don't want to, Dogger is sound asleep, stretched out on her futon and while she would be happy to go out for a pee break if I suggested it I don't think she would be up for a walk. The dampness seems to be a problem for her joints. Oddly, last winter when it was cold and then snowy and icy, I walked Dogger religiously every night sore joints be damned. Now, its warm and nice and I can't come up with reasons to not walk fast enough.  I guess its not enough of a sacrifice.

I would walk her right now but eh I would have to put my bra back on and go find a jacket and  I'm right in the middle of a really good Law and Order rerun and I am so going to miss Jeremy Sisto. All this sound a fury over Lost phew. I am however heartened that 24 ended with a whimper and not many column inches. Ha.  I do hope that Kiefer Sutherland's next project is not a right-wing wet dream because I used to be a big fan of he and his limited emotional range. James Spader wishes he had aged so well.

Nasty, nasty, nasty!

I harvested some more raspberries this morning and I think that is not going to get old. Three or four a day is just fine, three or four I eat before the damn squirrels or their evil buddies in the raspberry eating business, the birds. I do have some very frustrating mesh over part of the plants left over from last year and it seems to be working well enough. It has tried its damnedest to keep me from my own berries it must be a real bummer to the smaller brained. Good.

Happy Monday

That's what I call a good weekend. I harvested green beans  and raspberries, my hydrangea is actually blooming and I have three of of the four drapes I ordered. And I didn't do a damn thing I didn't want to and that includes when I mowed the lawn - which was the first thing I did  Saturday after I slept 'till noon.

I took pictures of all these great and amazing things -  but not the lawn mowing because I didn't think about it at the time - but for some reason Blogger won't let me post pictures. Again . I may try later or I might let  my blood pressure fall a bit before I get back into the line for the nail-gun-to-the-head treatment. I have a headache now, no clue as to why that is...

Yay. Tried again, couldn't do it. Sucks.

I did learn some stuff. Did you know Wallyworld in its huge, monstrous, multi-national 21 century corporate being self can not do something even the most lowly fake Gap at the mall can do . You go to Fake Gap and you find a blouse you like but sadly, the fake Gap you're at doesn't have it. So sad! but that fake Gap can consult their computer and tell you that their location at Other Mall does have it in the size you want and they will call other location and have them hold it for you.

Wallyworld can't do that. Wallyworld can suggest that you look up the numbers of area stores and that you ask them if they have the shirt in your size. You call them. Not your helpful sales associate, no its your job to do their job.

After I left Wallyworld in a huff, I thought about coming home and digging through my phone book and looking up all the Wallyworlds in the greater Triangleplexian but I decided that I would as soon as do that, never.

See what happened what launched this whole thing was that on back on May 14, I ordered from Wally.Com four curtain panels for my living room. Four of the same kind of panels, I thought this was understood when I said: I want four of this kind of drapery  and then only high lighted one kind of drapery choice. One. It was called Buffalo Plaid, the kind that's pink. I did have some fears that they might on accident send me Buffalo Plaid, the kind that's blue

I ordered it and then waited. And waited. And waited. I kept getting emails telling me that my order had creeped a little closer to my store. Really, I do believe that they strap the "Site to Store" orders to the backs of  winos and tell them to be in X by three doses of methadone. I finally got my email and I was so excited I came thisclose to getting in the car and going to Wallyworld in the middle of the night to pick it up. I came to my senses when I imagined being the Wallyworld parking lot at 11pm on a Saturday night without some sort of police escort.

In most cases, Dogger is usually a pretty good escort but she was  all ready asleep and they won't let me bring her into the store. Bummer, so I didn't go but I did set an alarm and got up early Sunday morning to get my prize. In the pouring rain.

I'm not a little pathetic.

So I got to the store and after a tour of the store thanks to the singularly not dedicated to customer service staff and when I finally tracked down my toy it was the wrong toy! It wasn't what I ordered at all! It was three of the I-don't-have-the-balls-to-order  choice and one of the kind I actually did order. They aren't anything alike! They have entirely different names! How did this happen? Why are they in my head? How did they know?

And thus started the whole Fake Gap envy and then I just ordered what I need online and will wait for too long to get it. And then possibly end up with Buffalo plaid the kind that's blue.

HAPPY    SUNDAY    !!!!!!

HAPPY    SATURDAY   !!!!!!

Friday Cat Blogging

Okay.

The computer hates me and I am okay with that. Now.

 I sent the computer to the corner and  turned it on and off about a half a dozen times and then I told it to spend some time thinking about how its behavior made me feel and it agreed after holding its breath and turning blue that it had behaved for most of the evening like a douche bag.

I decided that I just wasn't going to deal with its issues. I decided to wash my hair and watch  my TV  shows season finale's instead with my full attention instead of watching them out of one eye - which always makes me feel like I'm cheating on them. Community, totally put me on Team Annie, by the way, and I think she and Jeff are just sweet and the episode was just splendid and 30 Rock was fabulous and then I watched Bones on TIVO delay and thus far its quite nice.

So of course the computer finally decided to work properly very late and well, that's just fine because well, I really enjoyed my shows and now there is a feral cat sitting on my window sill with the sign that says Will Head Butt for Better Cat Food and I feel like a mean person for not doing something but what the hell does he want? I all ready have a bowl of cat food out there for him and he won't eat it! And I think that's something right there.

 Wally's World

I thought I was going to get my curtains. I didn't get my curtains. I thought one of the five or six emails I have received from Wally about my order had said : We have your drapes, come and get them" but instead it said :Your drapes have been shipped you can't have them yet. - which is odd because the email also said they were in Charlotte and even if the drapes had to walk to Raleigh on their own, they would be here by now...  Hmmm.

Unless Wally is saving money on gas by strapping individual  orders to the backs of drifters and pointing them in the right direction? Meth is cheaper than gasoline isn't it? Oh Gawd! They are walking from Charlotte!  It could very well explain the lag in delivery! It doesn't take two weeks to get anything delivered! I had an entire chaise rebuilt and reupholstered and it didn't take that long to get back to me.

They are going on and on about their vaunted "Roll Backs"...They sent the same email message to me a couple of days apart so I took for granted that email number two was the one saying they had arrived. No they have not. The good news is that I didn't trek all the way to Wallyworld to find that out. 

The bad news is that my drapes are at the mercy of a meth addicted drifter! who is probably being tortured by a psycho trucker right now! They are going to find his body and  the remains of my drapes somewhere in New Mexico next March.

On the other hand, I wasn't prepaired anyway. I  didn't have the receipt printed out and my instructions are very strict about having my printed receipt in hand as well as two forms of picture ID and my birth certificate and proof of citizenship (I am a brunette)  in order to take custody of my drapes - you know because there is such a black market for Wallyworld drapes. Whatever, I should have known that when Wally says you are going to wait for two weeks, that Wally means you are going to wait for two weeks. If you are too cheap to pay for S&H handling you  clearly don't really need whatever it is in a hurry anyway. Tsk.

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Speaking of walking, I thought that since Dogger hadn't had quality walk for the last few days that I would take advantage of the nice weather and take her for a longer walk. I had some bills to pay and since my Mail Man declared another holiday, I needed to mail them myself. So we walked to the post office. I had wanted to do this because I ride my bike there and always see all these cans and bottles and its harder to pick them up on my bike. So we walked and I picked up shiny things. I had worried that it might be too far for Dogger but she was fine, for my part I came home and fell asleep. The question of whether chaise was as comfortable as old chair has been answered. I slept like a rock.