I’m having an odd morning. The house is strangely quiet, and it almost seems as though I’m in the wrong house. Elegante Mother has gone to visit with another of her daughters for four or five days. Her rooms don’t have the usual inviting halo of light, and there’s no jazz playing in the background. Normally, I’d hear EM conversing with the cat about whether he should go back outside or not. It seems very strange.
We have a wedding coming up in our family this weekend. True to form, I’ve put off shopping for an outfit until the last moment, so this morning I will have to take myself off to the mall. Just one mall, if I’m lucky. If not, then to several. The wedding is at 5:00 and it seems that the general attitude is that dress should be semi-formal. I clean up reasonably well, but I’d really rather be in my gardening clothes.
Ed (Edward Scissorhands, the cat), had a doctor’s visit on Saturday. We’ve been watching over him since his radiation treatment for hyperthyroidism. A month ago the vet ran some tests and determined that he needed to go to a low protein diet. We have been gradually changing him over to the new food, which he really doesn’t care for. Last week, in desperation, he tried to take down a bunny his own size. I’m happy to tell you that bunnies are very good at playing dead and sneaking away. We’re waiting for the results of the blood tests, but the one ray of good news was that Ed had gained an eighth of a pound over the last month! YEA!!
I was browsing through Prevention Magazine while I was waiting in the vet’s office. Did you know that people who have at least 20 drinks in one month are 66% less likely to develop insulin resistance? I have intended for some time to start serving wine with dinner. I keep forgetting that it’s sitting there in the wine rack. Besides, this would be a nice tip of the hat to our late son, who was our personal wine expert.
I was gardening in the rain on Saturday, and I moved a stepping stone and uncovered an ant abode. In way of thanks, they sent visitors to my wrists to BITE ME!! Those itty bitty darned little red ants HURT…..and my wrists STILL itch. I’m going to have to look for some topical antihistamine, and wear long sleeves today.
So….there are my thoughts for this morning. You can see that my brain is on hold, not quite ready to jump into the day, but more awake than it was an hour ago. I hope you’re all facing the day with verve and aplomb!
Have a great one!