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Memorial Day May 25, 2009

I was rolling up my hair having taken a hot shower at long last (7PM) when I realized that I had also put a pan with some butter in it on the stove somewhere in there (after shower - pre-rolling up hair).
I was distracted by feeding the cat. Who is pissed.

I ran to check on the pan - set on level 3 - which - is a level which will not catch fire and takes awhile to burn (not more kitchen fires) whatever you are cooking (except rice, which it burns at any level).

The cat (Summer) is bitching and moaning because I gave her 1/2 can of food.

The puppy is unconscious in her bed (she's had 4/5 sessions outdoors - I don't think she can run anymore.) She's had her 1/2 Cup suppertime food, found a roll of black electrical tape the DirectTV guy must have dropped (a prize she ran all over the yard with), and barked at the rake when I buried some of her stuff. BARKED. Set off the dogs up and down the street.

I will take her out at dusk if she wishes but she's very quiet at the moment

I made eggs with cheese - lots of protein - Omega 3 eggs. Am re-heating the rice.

I remembered why I don't drink real coffee in any quantity and the double-shots had been quantity (1 a day).

I am living on Lomotil (Rx) and Immodium AD - and rice.

My head was fine in San Diego - got back home - Sinuses are pitching a FIT.

I am CHOKING it is so thick draining down my throat.

I had recently raided the house in a thorough thrashing (still haven't found the 9mm bullets) and I found the last 2 Dryxoral pills - took one - waiting to pass out.

I have codeine stuff if necessary and Robitusin.

I am of course severely exhausted from all the yard work in San Diego and the drive to and from. (Eating cold steak for breakfast didn't help me.)
I even dropped three cans of stuff into the trash up here (Yard stuff from SD into bin at Fremont).

I got up this morning with every muscle and bone aching, the sunburn sending little signals, and stump-legged walked to the bathroom, the puppy wanted me UP.

I was out in a robe, curlers, barefoot in my shoes, with the little beast and running her everywhere. Once inside - she got a cat turd and I was falling down BREATHLESS catching her and taking it out of her mouth. She thinks this is FUN. My hips were now moving. (My pants are falling off)

I have trouble holding her - she has GROWN. And smart as a whip.

The boys had her up and out at 10:30 - they caught me braless, curlers and no makeup - the puppy had been out for her run in the morning and then another 30 minutes. Now she was out with them and we could tell - she was due for sleep!

She got up at 2:30 and played outside and in - and - since I was a little distracted - gifted me with a present. Oooops.

Boys forgot to bring the steam cleaner Bissel for the rug.

She was up and back out at 5:30 and went down at 6:30PM

I tried to take a short nap in there somewhere when not coughing my head off. She's supposed to sleep all day while I am at work. Puppies sleep. I watched her sleep for 9 1/2 hours on the drive down and for 8 hours on the drive back. She only wakes up if the engine stops (My coffee and gas for the truck) The folks at Harris Ranch heard her the first stop. "Where's Mommy?" After that - she just watched me leave and waited.

I need to go pick a lemon off my tree and make myself some honey tea. I am out of Bourbon.

Somewhere in here, I have writing to do (story gelling in my head and I have copious notes).

Work tomorrow. This should be fun.