Saturday, November 24, 2007

Holiday shopping

We went and finished part of our remaining holiday shopping today. I do most of the shopping online, and this year I did a lot of shopping on Etsy, but there are just some things we had to go to the store for. It wasn't horrible, but it was busy enough to make me a bit twitchy. We went to Bed, Bath & Beyond which is a store I can get lost in because I love kitchen tools and gadgets. I had to make my usual pilgrimage to the wall of nice knives where I could stare longingly at the high end sets from Wusthof and J.A. Henkels before moving on. Yes, I'm probably a knife snob, but I think that you should always go for the nicer kitchen knives because of the quality.

After that it was off to the bookstore to look for something for my niece. At last report she was still into dinosaurs, bugs, prehistoric animals, and astronomy so it's always fun to look for books for her. I still think it's funny that I lived up to the promise I made to my sister when K was a baby and my sister told me they didn't want really girly stuff. I said then that it would mean I would have to get K interested in dinosaurs and I did. I found a couple of great books on prehistoric animals for her and a new Dover book for myself.

All in all it was a good trip, we got what we needed and I didn't kill anyone.

Saturday, November 10, 2007


I think one of the most difficult things for me is knowing how to respond to certain things. This one of the reasons I have mixed feelings on trying to find E's blog. I have a pretty good idea about some of the things he might have written about and I know what my response would be to them because they are things we've gone over many times. The problem is I'm starting to get the impression he is hoping that I do find it because he wants me to know some of these things. In my mind it's really a no win situation because I'm not going to feel like I can respond on the blog, plus if he writes about some of the things I expect I've said my piece on them and we haven't gotten anywhere with it. I don't think going through the same discussion on the 'net is going give us a different outcome and I don't want to go into it feeling like I have to defend my side of things yet again.

I love him and I know there are these things that we need to work on but we seem to be stuck on details at this point. Things are this way because of a lot of little decisions we both made and little things we both did. On top of that there are things I can't really compromise on anymore because of my health. No matter how much either of us may want it things can't go back to being exactly how they were and I hate feeling like that is the standard I'm being held to.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Uh. . .what happened to my hair?

I got my hair cut last Saturday and I'm still not used to it. It's . . .well, it's a bit shorter than waist length, it's flippy and I can do that dramatic toss over the shoulder with it that you see in shampoo commercials. Now I know that this may not sound serious to many people but getting it cut back to that point is pretty short for me, the stylist was guessing she cut about 20 inches off. I've only run across a couple of down sides to it really. The first is that I absolutely have to have it pulled back if I'm going to housework or anything that requires I bend over because otherwise it all falls forward and I look like Cousin It. The second is that it had caused me to end up walking around with a scrunchie on my wrist, and that is just not me.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Medicated for your safety. . .more or less

Yes, I admit it, I do the better living through anti-depressants thing and it has made a huge difference for me. I really wasn't sure about starting on them to be honest, not because of some of the press they've received since I've taken a similar drug before, but because of what I'm taking them for. I have dysthymia, which is a long term, low grade depression, and as far as I can determine, I've had it for a very long time so it was very much a part of me and I was afraid of a Stepford Wives-type transformation. That didn't happen, but end the effect seems like a bit of a contradiction. I am on more of an even keel, less likely to freak out, have fewer problems with crowds and much easier to be around in general. At the same time the medication has gotten rid of the permanent grey fog that my dysthymia caused so I'm much more alert, on the ball and likely to say what's on my mind. So, what it means is that I'm still the same sarcastic, blunt, somewhat cynical person, but I'm more cheerful and relaxed about it. I'm still not sure if that's a good thing or not, and I'm definitely not sure if it means I'm safer for the general public or not. I'm less likely to break down over little things but at the same time I'm also much more likely to be really snarky.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Do I or don't I. . .

Today while we were at the store E mentioned his MySpace blog and now I'm a bit torn. I know with some work I could find it, but do I really want to? He's said he uses it for venting, so I know he has to have vented about me because I'm not an easy person to live with, which makes me a tad bit curious but overall I don't know if it would be worth it. For one it could upset me which wouldn't be good but more importantly do I need to invade his venting space like that? To me that's something a person has a right to do without getting any grief about it. I'll have to think about it I guess.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

No wonder I feel lousy

Thanks to a comment on my previous post I discovered a problem with my profile, it listed my age as 251. I've gone in and changed it and I'm not sure how my birth year got changed to 1756, but it does explain why I've felt like I'm a few hundred years old the past few weeks.

Decisions, decisions

This morning, after some coffee and sleep I'm still thinking about the situation I mentioned in my last entry. I'm strongly leaning towards not jumping in at this point. I tried to wade through a lot of the stuff that has been said so far and I almost blew a fuse just doing that, which tells me that I would definitely lose my cool if I went further which wouldn't do any good for anyone.

I do have an addition to my random thoughts from last week. If you tend to capitalize words for emphasis too much, it also adds a woowoo factor to what you are posting no matter if it is on a forum in your blog or in an email. It looks too much like one of the crankiest websites on Crank Dot Net or one of the exhibits at the Kooks Museum. This is the opposite effect of misusing quotation marks for emphasis, that just makes me wonder why you aren't sure if what you are saying is accurate or not.

Saturday, September 22, 2007


I hate being in the position wanting to jump in and kick some ass and get people straightened out on a subject. In an ideal world I could go in, make one dramatic post and it would take care of everything. In the real world it doesn't work that way and it leaves me in this position. Do I say something and deal with the potential ugliness or do I stay out of it and feel sick at heart knowing it is going on? The side of me that likes poking at things to see if they deflate really wants me to do the former and it's hard to fight that. On the other hand I don't want to step in and make things worse. I'm not as worried about me, but I am worried about other people who are involved.

This is one of those situations where some people would say to pray on it. The problem is, I already know the answer there, I'd get nudged to go poke at things and throw a wrench in the works which doesn't really help me make a decision at all. I guess I'll sleep on it and see how I feel in the morning.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

A few random thoughts in passing

I'm just taking a break before I dive back into working on leather stuff, so just a few random thoughts that have been rattling around in my brain based on things going on around me.

Thought the first:
If you are going to include that line from the X-Files, 'the truth is out there', on you website, in your blog, in your forum posts or in casual conversation it automatically adds a woowoo factor to anything you say from that point on in my mind. It's unfortunate too because it tends to obscure your point if you're trying to say something serious and it causes me to be overcome with the urge to make you a tinfoil beanie.

Thought the second:
Dramatically saying you are going to stay away from something or not participate in something as a protest may have the unexpected side effect of proving that you aren't as important or as essential as you may have thought. It's especially silly when what you are staying away from is something very popular, like say ordering breakfast for delivery, and the end result is that you make things easier for the person you are trying to cause problems for.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

I survived

I made it through the craft show A and I do this time of year without too many problems. Well, beyond A being out of town for family stuff so I talked a friend from work, P, into helping me. It was fun and we did pretty well sales wise. The only downside is that I got a sunburn. It is not the worst sunburn I've had, but it is ugly and hurts a bit in places. Thankfully I was wearing a tank top with wide straps so I don't have to deal with a bra strap going over the burn, the only thing I will have to deal with potentially is tags rubbing on the back of my neck.

So, I'm sitting here sunburned, eating ice cream and watching Dirty Jobs because they are at a tannery. It's been pretty fascinating, especially when they were figuring out the square footage of the hides. I can't even begin to describe the machine they used but it was amazingly cool.

Friday, August 10, 2007

Eating like a bird

I'm bird sitting again and as always it's been fun. I made new toys for their cages which have been a huge hit, the wicker balls are already gone and some of the wood pieces are too. The cats have even been pretty well behaved, they have been hanging around in the area where the cages are but I haven't caught anyone on top of the cages or pawing at the sides.

The evening ritual for cleaning out the cages before they go to bed has made me think about that old saying about eating like a bird. The biggest thing is that it has changed it's meaning for me. Now it makes me think of someone who eats a reasonable amount, but they throw food all over the place and poo in their food dish, which means I'll probably never be able to keep a straight face the next time someone says it.

Monday, August 06, 2007

F*** cancer

I had a vague plan about doing what I hoped would be a sorta funny post about what has been going on in my life in the last month, but that got completely blown away this weekend. I found out that one of the other members of one of the message boards that I am on is in the last stages of his fight with cancer.

Now, to be honest I had wondered if he was reaching that stage based on one of the last posts he had made, but since there was no confirmation of that at the time I felt comfortable stuffing that thought into an unused back corner of my mind and ignoring it. I can't ignore it anymore, so I've been a mess for the last few days at least in the privacy of home. I'm sad, I'm upset, but above all I am really really mad. This is someone who has fought this with a huge amount of grace and humor (he named the first tumor Fluffy for god's sake) and I am furious that this is happening to him. I'm not the type of person to try to make deals with the gods or feels that everything should be fair, but this is so wrong and there is nothing I can do about it which makes me even madder.

Cancer is something that is familiar to me, my mother's family has a pretty high incidence of it, and I've disliked it for a long time, but in the past years that hatred has gotten stronger and stronger as it steals those who are dear to me. I wish that hate alone would get rid of cancer, I wish it would stop the relentless march, I wish. . .

Tuesday, July 17, 2007


I broke down and got a pair of faux Crocs last year to use when I'm running into the garden or switching water because they are esy to clean and don't get damaged when they get wet. Tonight is our watering night and I am struck by one thing about these shoes -- they are not that comfortable to me because they shift around too much on my feet. I am all about comfortable shoes, but I'm wondering now how on earth do people wear these all the time?


The last couple of days at work havbe been miserable, not because of the people I've had to deal with (although that probably made things worse), but because of the temperature in the building. The temperature in the building as a whole has never been very stable, our area is usually arctic as is the break room and the bathroom nearest to it, while across the hall is rather tropical. Starting yesterday our area reached a tropical temperature, the bathroom was comfortable rather than cold enough that you worried about sticking to metal fixtures, and across the hall feels like an annex of hell. By the end of the day it feels like my brain is melting and leaking out my ears, which is probably why the following line from a spam email struck me as pretty funny because of the misused quotation marks.

Congratulations,You will get $"202,000" Refinance for only $"697" each month

I'm not sure if I could trust anything that is saying that they aren't sure if they are offering me $202,000 and they aren't sure if the repayment rate will be $697. Or is that they aren't sure if it's really money? My brain is still too melty to figure it out so I'm going to get something cold to drink and flop on the bed in front of the AC. If my brain congeals enough to try to figure it out I'll let you know.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Things from my childhood

I have very strong memories of watching TV with my father. He wasn't into sports so what we watched were documentaries and then we would sit and talk about the show. The two that I really remember watching are Cosmos and Connections. I remember Connections more than any other show because I was fascinated by how interconnected things were and it really affected the way I looked at things. Over the years this has been one of the shows I really wanted to get my own copy of, but the few times that I could find it I couldn't afford it. Yesterday I got a catalog that showed that the show had finally been released on DVD, so now I have to make the decision on if I want to put it on a credit card or not.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007


A few weeks ago I noticed a new bird in the yard. I didn't get a good look at it but I was almost sure it was a blue jay. After the past few days I am sure it was because I saw three frolicking in the front yard on my way to work the other day and today startled them while they were hanging out around the old flower box on the front porch. I'll be interested to see if they are living in the area or if they are just passing through.

Thursday, June 28, 2007


The weekend trip was fun, and I even have pictures, which I'll try to get uploaded this weekend. I realized a few things though.

1. Walking to the Wynn at night when everyone is out and it's still 100 F is a bad time to remember you don't like crowds or heat.

2. Air conditioning is nice, but it's a bit high when a person who doesn't like being hot has to go outside into the 100 + F to warm back up.

3. I notice odd things at places we visit.

The last one requires a bit of explanation. We walked down to the Wynn Friday night just to take a look at it and I ended up completely enthralled with the decor, particularly the floors. The carpet had a very unusual design, it was burgundy with different asymmetrical floral sprays arranged on it and there wasn't a set pattern to how the designs repeated, and then the same design was carried over into tile mosaics in the marble floor. I got so excited by the designs that I ended up taking pictures, and they will probably end up inspiring a tooling design or two or three. The problem ends up being that no one else shares my interest so I end up feeling really out of place.

The Wynn also provided me with a truly surreal moment too. We had walked down onto a lower level to look out at the area where they do a light show outside and I saw a group of young women at one of the bars. I guessed it was a bachelorette party based on the fact that one of them was wearing a veil and she seemed to be carrying a largish, pink stuffed animal. I didn't really think about them again until just before we left and decided to stop by the bathroom on our way out. I rounded the corner into the women's room to find that the bachelorette party was there and were facing towards the mirror that was on the wall behind me. The surreal part is that the largish pink thing I had noticed was actual a large, inflatable penis (with a cartoon smiley face on the tip) and the bride to be was standing there holding it at about groin level. I stopped, stared and I think my jaw dropped a bit because I was faced with a relatively petite woman holding a large inflatable penis in front of her in roughly the correct placement. It felt like it took me forever to break out of the shock, dodge around them and make it to the relative safety of the stalls. I couldn't even manage a snappy comment or anything, I just got out of the way.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Signs of Summer

Summer officially starts next week and we completed the final chore that signals summer in our house, the air conditioners went in yesterday. We realized several years ago that we had to do something about the front part of the house, it has a full southern exposure and when we hit the hotter parts of the summer it was at times it close to what the outside temperature was. That was uncomfortable for the humans but it was unbearable for the dogs, so we got a window AC unit for out here and then got one for the bedroom so it was a comfortable temperature to sleep. Of course now that they are in I need to work on getting them settled in to a temperature that is livable.

It has been a busy and somewhat stressful few weeks for me here, E and I are doing a long weekend trip starting next Thursday so I've bee trying to get things done before we go. A lot of those things have had to do with the fact that A is doing a craft show next Saturday while we're gone so there was a definite deadline for them, plus I had a commissioned leather piece to make so I'm behind again on getting stuff done for my Etsy store. I'm trying to not be too stressed about that, but it's hard because I know I need to develop some sort of presence there through regular listing. I also need to come up with some new items as well which is an additional stress. Another stress that came up last night was that A realized that the August craft show we do is the same weekend as her cousin's wedding. She had planned to combine going to the wedding with visiting her father who lives in the same area since she hadn't seen him for several years. I'm certainly not going to say she should chose the show over the trip, that would be ridiculous, but I have to decide if I'm comfortable doing that show on my own since E may be gone that weekend as well. That's something I'm going to need to ponder.

Friday, June 15, 2007

Random theories

These are just some random theories and observations that came back to mind due a number of situations on and off the internet.

1. There are some people that aren't happy unless they are complaining. I get tired of it and disregard a lot of what the person says. On any of the forums I'm on if I notice that someone who complains a lot has posted to a thread my first thought is to wonder what they are complaining about now. It leaves me wondering, do they realize that other people are thinking things like that and is that really the sort of reputation they want to have?

2. There are people who like drama and like to be the center of attention. It's important to learn how to recognize them so you can keep from getting caught up in their stories and drama but they are interesting to watch so it doesn't hurt to stay in the area. Just make sure you're a safe distance away.

3. One of the most important things to learn is when it is a good idea to walk away from something, especially heated discussions.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

First of the month blues

I'm doing this entry because I'm procrastinating. You see, it's the first of the month and I need to pay bills, which I hate doing. Part of it is the tedium, even if I do pay a lot them online, and the rest is watching our money slip away. It's definitely better than it used to be between E's promotion and my change to a job that pays about twice what I used to make, but it is still a bit depressing to watch the money slip away. At this point I'm also having to consider how we're going to pay for some potentially expensive dental work for me since our dentist thinks that the nerve in my left front tooth is dying because the tooth has changed color and has a really slow reaction to cold. The cost only makes the whole thing more stressful for me because I have a bit of a needle phobia, surgery in general makes me nervous and dental work makes me really nervous because I can't see what they're doing.

I guess I should give in and quit procrastinating and get these bills done so I can more on to more interesting things that will take my mind off the tooth.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Memorial Day part II

I did a bit of research last night and did discover that Memorial Day did start out as a day to honor the military dead, while Veterans Day was to honor living veterans of military service, so I was wrong about the original purpose. I think that comes from the fact that in this part of the world Memorial Day is not just for remembering military dead, but also a time to go check on the condidition of your family's graves and and monuments because it is the point where you're no longer worried about frost danger and can bring live plants.

This all makes me start thinking, aren't these all things we should be doing on a regular basis anyway? In that case it seems a bit sad that there have to be special days devoted to honoring those in the military living or dead.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Memo to me. . .

Please remember that not all fora are like the ones at snopes and you can't post the same way everywhere. It's better to just keep my mouth shut on topics that could be touchy if I'm not sure what the reception will be.

Yeah it's been a bad week for things like that, I ended up doing it several places. I do blame it on developing a certain posting style at snopes coupled with my poor social skills and my scattered way of thinking. I guess the only saving grace is that I was able to keep my cool in all cases, but I shouldn't have said anything in the first place or just dropped it before I got my foot in my mouth up to my hip.

Memorial Day

Memorial Day has been a weird holiday for me since the point where I was old enough to really understand our family history. This is because there is one person that has truly impressive military service in my family a person who severed as an aviator in WWI suffering pretty serious injuries and went on to serve in WWII. It's the type of thing you expect to be remembered and talked about on Memorial Day, right? There's a small hitch though, it is my Opa and he was serving in the German military and Luftwaffe. It makes for a really weird disconnect with the rampant patriotism you see around this weekend. E always tells me that the day is supposed to be for memorials to anyone, but that's not what happens usually, so I try to keep myself away from the overly patriotic stuff and do my own little memorial. I just wish it could be a day to do a memorial for anyone.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Well, that was fun (an update of sorts)

After I got home from work today, I got the birds fed and went down to check the freezers. Everything was frozen back up so I started the process of going through them. After some serious thought last night I decided that I'm not going to try and salvage any of the meat because the last time I can be sure the freezer and fridge were running was Monday night and everything was just a bit cooler than I would expect something sitting out in the basement to be when I discovered the problem last night. I just don't think I can trust the meat, particularly the chicken and seafood, after that. In this case the desire to avoid food borne illness wins out over the part of me that hates waste, but I feel just a bit sick over throwing out all that food.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Oh #@%&!!!!!

I just went downstairs to get something for dinner out of the freezer and discovered neither it or the extra fridge were running. I eventually pinned down the problem, flipped the correct switch and got everything running again, however they had been off long enough that everything had thawed. Some things I think I can salvage but all of the icecream and all of the meat will have to go. I'm really upset about the meat because I had just stocked up and I'm not sure if it would even be safe to try to cook any of it. At this point I'm letting most of it freeze back up so it will be easier to clean everything out and I have a couple of things in the fridge up here while I figure out if I want to try to cook it.

I had planned to clean the freezer out in the next few weeks, but this is NOT how I planned to do it.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

A mellow Sunday

It's been a nice quiet Sunday. I got most of the housework done yesterday so I went out and did a bit of shopping today. I ended up spending a good bit but I had expected that. I got two new pairs of Marrells, a pair of Mary Janes and a pair of sandals, I figured I should go ahead and get them now so that I can be sure that they were broken in before we go to Vegas next month. The sandals shouldn't need much, they are light little strappy things, but the Mary Janes are a bit stiff at the heel so I'll want to wear them a bit. I also picked up a couple of things we needed like new rugs for the bathroom. The only real splurge was a new shirt, so I didn't do too bad.

I didn't realize quite how mellow it was until I saw this though:

It's hard to see his face due to the back lighting, but that is Scooter in the front laying in the sun with Cami laying behind him resting her head on his hip. This may actually be a sign of the end of the world because Scooter doesn't let the other cats lay against him or even get this close. If I come across one of the cats grooming Scooter I'll know the end is near.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

On my own again

E left this morning to go to a week long conference today and I'm actually a bit jealous because it is in Vegas. This means an entire week on my own and since A also went to the conference I'm also bird sitting which is always fun. The only problem I've run into is that the bird cages are by my usual crafting space, the dining room table, and I'm not entirely sure about setting rivets and dying stuff near them, so all of that I'll have to do in the back room.

E had to leave the house round 10 this morning so he could get to the airport with plenty of time so I was up much earlier than I usually am and I've actually gotten a lot of stuff done so far. I'm hoping that I can keep the momentum going and get even more done. Thant way I can go out and do a bit of shopping tomorrow.

In other news I tried Jones soda. (Yes, I lead pretty unexciting life, you wanna make something of it?) They recently switched over to using cane sugar instead of high fructose corn syrup and when I saw it during a trip to Wal-Mart a few weeks ago I thought I'd see how it tasted. I'm now hooked, particularly on the green apple, and I'm now looking for other flavors.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Yes, I know

I'm back to not being good abut updating my blog here. Part of it is still trying to get a good rhythm of making stuff and doing my online stuff and the rest is that I'm getting my craft area organized. People who know will be surprised by this, my mother would be stunned, because I'm not the tidiest person in the world. I'm a flat surface clutterer and this was just made worse by having three people's worth of stuff in the house. After A moved we had rearranged the upstairs but had done very little with the bedroom she had used in the basement beyond using it store some boxes of things that we wanted to get rid of. In the past few months E had been talking about moving his computer down there so he had more room and I had more space in the back room for my craft and leather working supplies. A week or so ago E started to get his computer and other stuff moved downstairs and we got a new shelf for the back room so I've been working on getting things cleaned up and organized back there. I won't be able to finish it complete until we get a shelf for the closet, but it's crazy enough back there that this is keeping me busy.

Friday, May 04, 2007

This post brought to you by the random setting on my iPod

I have a cool under the cabinet docking radio/stereo in the kitchen that I can plug my iPod into which is great for when I'm cooking or cleaning in the kitchen. Tonight when I was making dinner the song MTA by the Kingston Trio played. The song, for those of you who haven't heard it, is about a man named Charlie who gets stuck on a streetcar in Boston because he does not have the money to pay for the transfer. There is a point in the song where it says that Charlie's wife hands him a sandwich as the car goes through a specific station, and I always wonder why on earth she can't hand him a nickel at that point. It makes you wonder if she likes the quiet or is carrying on with the milkman or something.

This article on Wikipedia has more information on the song and I'm thrilled to see the author wonders the same thing about it I do. This article has more on the history of the song, the lyrics and even traces Chaarlie's route.


Today I stayed home from work to wait for the cable repairman. Normally I would find it a bit frustrating, but today I took the opportunity to excavate the living room and get a bunch of other little things done. I feel like I got a lot accomplished and it's wonderful to have all the newspapers and old catalogs gathered up and ready to go to recycling. Since the cable repairman actually did arrive before noon I went and ran errands in the afternoon and I'm working on getting some dishes done right now. The only thing I didn't get to is getting started on my next large leatherwork project, but that's OK I'll try to work on that tonight since A is not coming by to work on jewelry.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

I survived!

The feast was last weekend and despite early indications I survived and the whole thing was a great success. It was an interesting process. First we lost the site we had originally planned on using because of a scheduling mistake. Then at the last minute we ended up with one of the meats for the feast not being available and another being priced much higher than what was quoted. Thankfully, the autocrat and I had done this many times so we had a plan B for both and just had to back up a bit. Beyond those little glitches everything went very smoothly, there was plenty of food and everyone was happy. It took me a week to recover and get caught back up with everything else though which is why it took me until now to post.

Right before the event we got the final word on the mystery lump on Scooter. It's. . .well. . .it's still a mystery. The exterior is some sort of osteoma (bony growth) and the squishy part in the center is an abscess or infection of some sort. The options are to leave it or have it removed and we have decided to go with getting it removed. The trick will be getting that scheduled.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Scooter's big adventure

Yesterday was our big trip to the CSU Veterinary teaching hospital to see if they could figure out what the lump is. The appointment was at 9:30 and started out with two student vets getting the history and vitals. Scooter of course was not impressed with any of this and hissed several times which is odd for him. They left to go talk to the vet and we waited. Thankfully it was enough time to let Scooter settle down because he got handled again when the vet, Dr. D, came in. She was excellent with him because she'd check something and give him time to relax then check something else. She was just as puzzled as our vet here had been so she wanted to see about doing some more testing. Luckily thy were able to get it all done yesterday so we left Scooter and they took him to get blood tests, chest x-rays, a CT scan and another biopsy since the lump had regrown. They said they would call when it was all done.

We left to do some shopping, including looking at vehicles since E's car was getting close to being on it's last legs. He had been checking online and one dealership had a very good and responsive internet sales department so he wanted to stop there first. We found the salesman that E had been referred to and he got us set up to do some test drives. E decided he liked the first truck we drove, which was strangely enough the one he had emailed about, and so he filled out the initial paperwork and we went to get lunch. After lunch we stopped by a fabric store I had heard was going out of business. While we there the car dealership called back and said they had everything ready to go so we went back to get the final paperwork done on the new truck. At that point it was around 3 in the afternoon and still nothing from the vet's office, so we drove back up there and sat for a bit until I pointed out to E that just sitting and waiting was making the whole process worse for me so we went to walk around the mall and while we were walking E's cell phone started buzzing and said he had a message, even though neither of us had heard it ring. It was the vet student, D, calling with an update, Scooter was just going into get the CT scan at that point. We went and did a bit more shopping and then went bake to the teaching hospital. D came out and gave us a more detailed update, including the fact that there were some problems when they had sedated Scooter to get the x-rays. Shortly after that Dr. D met with us and we got the full run-down. The x-rays had been clear, but they had sedated Scooter to get them taken and he either had stopped breathing or was breathing so shallowly they couldn't see it, so he was rushed to critical care where they reversed the sedation and started to do kitty CPR. He came out of it swinging so Dr. D is thinking he just had a brief period of apnea from the drug that was used for the sedation. All the other tests had gone well . The lump still looked vaguely tumor-like but has the vets there puzzled too. When the radiologist, who has been there for a very long time, looked at the CT scan films his first comment was "Well, that's weird". They had called the oncologist in to do the biopsy and she thought it was odd too because the exterior of the lump is very hard but it had a squishy center. As Dr. D said, we really have more questions than answers after all of that but we do know a few things. The lump is up around Scooter's jaw bone but it does not seem to be attached and it is not eroding the bone like a cancerous tumor would and there are a couple of reasonable surgical options once they figure it out.

At that point we left again for a bit since they wanted to make sure he was out of the anesthesia so we got coffee and sat and talked then went back and waited some more because Scooter just didn't want to come out of the anesthesia. We finally left around 7 pm. In the end, Scooter has continued his streak of confusing veterinarians and we're waiting for test results again. They are supposed to call early next week. Scooter is snuffly and a bit out of it today so we're keeping a close eye on him, but as Dr. D said yesterday, he's a tough little man, so he'll be fine I think.

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Forgot to mention

Please check out the new addition to the right. It's a nifty thing called Etsy Mini and on this blog it is featuring some of the cool things I've found on Etsy that I'd like to get someday. Please check out these wonderful artisan's stores (or the rest of the sotes on Etsy) and see if you can find something you can't live without.

Ode to a lumpy cat

We noticed last week that it looked like the lump on Scooter's jaw had come back. He went into the vet yesterday and yes, it was back and had spread around part of his jaw. Our vet was not entirely comfortable with surgery on it so he recommended going down to Colorado to see a specialist. So, E will be calling the veterinary teaching hospital at CSU today and see when we can get Scooter in. He is still doing well, being his usual ornery self, which is a good sign, but I'm worried to death about this. I'm really worried that I did something to cause it like by accidentally clunking him in the chin a few months ago or by him taking so many antibiotics for his upper respiratory infections.

On the upside Scooter has acquired a new nickname, we're calling him Mr. Lumpy now.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Rights vs. Expectations

This is something that has been gnawing at me for a while now, the way that expectations are usually presented as something someone has a right to. A right is large, important issue and it is often set in stone. The freedom of religion (or from religion) in the public sphere in the US is a good example of this. It adressed the larger issue of an official religion being established for the country and then other religions being marginalized or supressed. That is a serious and importat issue and it is appropriate that the freedom from that sort of situation is a right. Getting good service, having everyone follow the rules, or having rules applied uniformly are expectations. In a perfect world they will happen, in the world we live in they are not guaranteed. Due to that they are not, nor should they be presented as, something we have a right to.

Saturday, March 10, 2007


I've really been bad about keeping this updated, haven't I? The worst part is, I really don't have a good reason for it either. At any rate things have been relativewly quiet here. I've continued to work on stuff for my Etsy store, and we've even been pretty good about getting together to work on jewelry. A is looking seriously at doing more craft shows which should be good for the business. I volunteered to do a feast for an SCA event in April so I've been busy working out the menu for that and trying to get back in the swing of doing something like that.

The only other thing is that Scooter apparently has the lump that won't go away because it's still there. We're trying another round of antibiotics but it just doesn't seem like it wants to leave. He may have to go into the vet again this month becaus of that.

I updated my projects blog today for anyone who might be interested too.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Talking to cats

I realized Monday that I spend an awful lot of time talking to cats. It's not in the baby-talk, crazy cat lady fashion either (well most of the time it's not), I tend to talk to them normally. A good chunk of that talk is things like "I can't read through you", "Did I say I wanted a cat sitting on my stuff?", "Hey, what are you doing up there?", "Stop trying to puncture me" and "Get out of there", but there are times when it is a bit more mutual. Cleo meows a lot and she meows in response to a person talking to her so it ends up sounding like a conversation, although I often feel like we are both talking to ourselves at the same time or maybe that we're humoring each other by responding and it's just cascaded. Damien likes to 'sing', do long sweeping meows in parts of the house that echo and if you here him doing it and respond he will come find you. Then there is when Whiskey and Cami are playing with a toy. They will chase it around and then carry it, meowing the whole time, to where you are. They don't stop meowing until you praise them, which sounds somewhat silly when you are praising them for catching a green foamy ball. That is unless you are overrun by foamy balls, and in that case I have some cats I'm happy to rent out to you.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Just a little wind

We're under a high wind warning right now which works out to having sustained winds around 35 to 45 mph with gusts up to 65 to 75 mph. Every time one of the big gusts hit it sounds like the house is going to blow apart but otherwise not too bad. When E and I were in Vegas they had winds around 50 mph with gusts up to 90 mph. A said she was sure her trailer was going to blow apart a few times during that week.

Cheyenne is regularly on the list of the top ten windiest cities in the US, and we have some level of wind all the time. Since I've lived here most of my 30 some years wind just doesn't seem to be that big of a deal unless it is strong enough to cause damage to the house or it causes a blizzard. Otherwise you just learn to live with it. You get trash cans that won't blow away easily or you work out a way to attach them to something solid (ours happen to be hooked onto the rails on the deck with bungee cords), you set fence posts a little deeper, and you replace flags a bit more frequently. What is interesting about it is looking at the wind speeds we are used and where they fit into the Beaufort Scales. Wind speeds of 31 to 38 mph are considered near gale and that is just at the point where I think that wind is getting a strong but it's not awful yet. I thing it's starting to get bad at the next stage 39 to 46 mph. That is a gale force wind. The top wind gusts they forecast for us today, 75 mph, that is a hurricane force wind. And yet it's really only the truly high end winds, 45 or 50 mph or higher, that bother me anymore. It's amazing what environmental factors you can adjust to, to the point that they are the norm.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

It's been a while

It's been a while since my last entry so I though I'd do a couple of updates here.

Scooter is doing fantastic. The lump isn't entirely gone but since it is not getting any bigger the vet said to watch it and see if we need to do another round of antibiotics.

Work has been crazy this last week because of computer problems with the agency that manages the internet access and one of the programs we use. We lost about 2 days worth of work time due to their poor planning. The only upside is that this happened during the legislative session so it ha been noticed by someone other than us lowly state employees.

The other big news is that my mother-in-law has had to be rushed to the hospital in Salt Lake City twice in the last few weeks. Luckily the second time it appears to be a problem with some of the medications she was put on after the first incident but it's made it a pretty wild couple of weeks.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Why do I do it?

I admit one of my guilty pleasures is watching shows on supernatural stuff, you know, ghosts, aliens, and so on. There are times I don't know why I do it because I spend a good chunk of time yell at the TV. This is particularly true of shows on ancient astronauts. The whole idea that ancient humans just couldn't be smart enough to come up with things on their own just irritates the hell out of me. Yet I still watch the shows, rather than shut them off and turn on some music or something.

Monday, January 22, 2007


I slipped and fell when I went to put the dog out last night after she ate (which was right after my post here). As usual I have no idea how it happened, one minute I feel my foot sliding a bit, and then suddenly I'm going down. The worst part of it is that I partially landed on the poor dog who yelped and looked at me sorrowfully as if it were her fault. After a couple of seconds to get my wits back I drug myself up and went into the house to change clothes because it was snow on the deck and I was now cold and wet. I really expected to feel really stiff and sore this morning but I didn't. Now, over 24 hours after the fall, I feel like someone hit me with a truck and then came back and hit me with it a few more times. So I'll take more ibuprofen before bed and hopefully I'll feel a bit better tomorrow.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

A quick update

I've been spending a lot of time working on different projects lately. A has agreed to let me sell lanyards at the craft show in August so I have been trying to make a few each week so I have a decent selection. I've also been listing them in my Etsy store to see if there is any interest in them there. I'm also trying to make an effort to get a few more leather items into my Etsy store mainly tooled or stamped pieces, but that may take a bit since it takes me a while to make them. On top of all of that A is trying to come over every Monday to work on jewelry for the business so we have a decent stock for the show in August and I am trying to work out new ways to display our pieces. Oh, and I agreed to run the kitchen for an SCA event in April so I have to work out a menu for that too. It's been nice to be doing stuff rather than sitting around surfing the 'net but my participation on the ULRP message board is suffering a bit.

The only other real update is that Scooter continues to do well. (In fact, he is sitting next to my chair right now staring at me as if he is trying to will me to feed them a few minutes early.) I can't tell if the remaining lump has gone down any but it hasn't grown and he is his normal ornery self. He's definitely unimpressed with getting antibiotics twice a day but so far has not tried to eat my arm over it which is a bonus.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Scooter update

Today we heard back about the mystery lump. It is not cancer. It is some sort of infectous process caused by a skin infection of some sort which means the treatment is pretty simple, a broad spectrum antibiotic twice a day. I'm just glad that I'm an old hand at giving Scooter medications and that this is a liquid antibiotic. The trick will be remembering to give it to him.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

This is your cat. . .this is your cat on drugs

Scooter went in to the vet to have the lump on his chin checked out yesterday. We got good news, bad news and weird news out of it. The good news is that the lump did not have the characteristic glow of osteosarcoma on the x-ray. The bad news was that it firmly attached to his jaw and appears to be at least partially bone. The weird news is that the vet's office has no idea what it is. So, the vet went in and removed about 3/4 of the lump and it is being sent to Ft. Collins to CSU to be tested. Now we just have to wait and see what the lab has to see.

Scooter was able to come home last night which was nice, but he was still pretty drugged up so he could barely walk when he came out of the carrier. For his own safety, and to give him some relief from the other cats bugging him, I picked him up and moved him into the bedroom and shut the door. Normally he hates being picked up and carried, but this was like carrying a rag doll or a stuffed animal. By the time I let him out he was doing pretty well but he still was having a hard time walking so I was surprised to see him get up on the stand where we keep the dry cat food, as well as going around to make sure all the other cats' dishes were clean. By 5 this morning he was definitely back to his normal self because he got up on the bed and woke me up, mainly because he wanted more dry cat food. It was nice to see, but at least when he was still drugged up he left me alone and I could get some sleep.