I’ve been out of town for a trade show all week, and JUST got back at 11:30 last night. So what did the morning (the late morning) entail aside from eating tacos and three cups of coffee and enjoying hanging out with my family again? That’s right, this morning it was time for a garden stroll, even if it was on painfully blistered feet!Continue reading “Texas Seeds and Roses in February”
(originally posted October 2016)
Practicing Mindfulness Meditation during a facial wax has to be hands down the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. Immerse yourself in the moment and just experience the world? Sure, do that- just not while you’re getting hot wax poured on your face and hair pulled out by the follicles. There IS such a thing as too much multitasking, turns out- and there can be NO better example of it than this right here.Continue reading “Of Mindfulness Meditation and a Forehead Like a Sphinx Cat”
In the 20 years my husband and I have been together we have had two dogs, Jude and Murphy.Continue reading “Tips and Tricks: Dogs with Hot Spots/Skin Allergies”
There has been one day in the last two weeks where there has not been a child at home due to sickness. Last week it was because all childcare options had sickness in the house and so my perfectly fine toddler stayed home and honed my multitasking skills. I set her up a little desk next to mine. Let me show you how that went:Continue reading “This and That and Everybody is Sick”
(Originally posted a few years ago, but reposting due to upcoming swimsuit season.)
Fishing and watching River Monsters re-runs has completely ruined me on swimsuit shopping. Look, I had a bit of a shark phobia to begin with, but now getting eaten by a catfish is a real fear too? (FYI, it’s always catfish. Or Tiger Fish.) Ugh. It’s amazing I love the water as much as I do.Continue reading “Of Swimsuits and Fishing Lures”
Quote from this morning: “Tracking down cat pee is my least favorite thing.”
Around here we’ve been smelling laundry baskets. The couch cushions. Random corners of carpets. Everywhere.
Where was the cat pee? In the water heater closet. That space luckily has old flooring from the closed in porch that runs outside- so it got a half gallon of bleach poured on it and is fine now.)
Pee was also under the basket we put towels next to the tub. (It was empty of towels at the time.) It is a metal basket- we learned this lesson once before: wicker+ easy cat access= pissville. Also? Under the bathroom vanity. This only has a 2″ space under it. I literally don’t know how they managed that aside from peeing in a cup and then throwing it under there. It takes talent. Not appreciated talent, no. But talent nonetheless.
So yeah. When I said a few posts ago that my house doesn’t reek of cat pee that same damn greek god that smote me when I was all smug about the whole “being done having children at two”now has smoted me with a house that has that ever so faint tinge of Eu de Purrfume.
Sure this helps confirm the husband’s opinion of wanting half the cats we have now. I may join him in that if these bastards don’t straighten up quickly.
Clorox foaming bleach cleaner and not being married to any soft surfaces allows for the best clean up I know. The bleach really does seem to be a must at getting it well and truly gone.
I’ve been skipping the feline Cranberry pills. So now all four are about to start taking them. I don’t think anything is wrong with the cats though, aside from it being cold and rainy and them all being inside but only two of them wanting to use the catbox. But it’s worth a shot.
Additionally, I shoved all of them outside and locked the cat door for a few hours before the rain really got going this week… so we now know how they felt about that.
So. Yup. Good blog post. Sure it’s this kind of quality content that keeps y’all coming back, amiright?
“And the pulitzer goes too…”
*On another subject- I’m playing around with the picture formatting on these posts. When I center them they look fine on tablets and desktops… but the pictures orient right on phones. Trying to play around with that and see if we can fix it. If the formatting is doing odd things when you read the posts- please let me know!)
I am left handed. Small, in the way revelations go, but not totally insignificant in the course of life. Y’all know there was a study published in the 80s that showed left handers live an average of NINE years less than right handers? NINE. That is not insignificant. It’s also thankfully not true.Continue reading “Left Hander’s Lament”