Ahoy th’ whole crew, long the hour no spy wit’ me eye. I be back! To remind ye what day it be this day!
Speak Like a Scurvy Pirate Day!
Yarr! ‘n ye thought this day was an excuse to drink more ‘n wear naughty… er nautical costumery! It be not! Aye, maybe it be, but ye have to speak th’ speak to swim th’ swim! So get out thar ‘n do ye worst skullduggery salty sailor talkin’ evarrrr!
Now me urchins, for this occasion, I’ll tell ye a tale. Recent like I was away at sea fer a week, voyagin’ on th’ lap o’ th’ great blue ellipse, no land in sight fer days, ’til she hit th’ island o’ Bermuda. Please, promise me ye all gunna do ye-selves th’ favor o’ an untethered departure, fer ye own unchartered, open waters, whar thar be freedom, ‘n life-changin’ renewal.
Smartly now, me hearties.
Avast, time to break out the spirit rations and all!
So Percy had another seizure. It was after his annual vet appointment for vaccines, etc. Car rides make Percy miserable – he HATES them. And he is a spitfire at the vets. So it was a stressful morning for the lad. It happened as we were leaving the vet parking lot. He was in his carrier on the passenger seat next to me. I pulled over, remained calm, sweet-talked him through it. It lasted about 30 seconds but seemed a lot longer. The worst part was afterward, when he came to, and sobbed from the depths of his soul. When he is seizuring I figure he doesn’t really know it, but afterward, he was so sad and that wrenched my heart for him. Also, his bowels and bladder let loose. Luckily it was a short car ride home. I’m very good at giving cat baths, even to the craziest cats. So Percy got my spa treatment at home and luckily the sun was shining full blast so after lots of towel/papoose cuddles, I put him outside and he dried off in the sunshine. I gave him lots of treats.
I didn’t go back into the vets office after his seizure. I figured what could they do, and that’s the last place Percy wanted to see. I called them and I called a great cat sage friend. Basically, if the seizures are once in a blue moon, there’s not much to be done. But as Percy gets older, the seizures might become more frequent. Then I can decide which is worse; the seizures or the medicine. Also, the vet might prescribe a tranquilizer before the next vet appt. I remember when I worked at the vet, there were some cats that needed to be tranq’d. (some pet owners as well but that’s another post)
By the way, when the seizure happened, Snowball was in the backseat and she really, really cared and wanted to help. Such a good friend.
Meanwhile, there is a lovesick porcupine coming around the back yard every night. I told Snowball it would never work. Yet, the porcupine keeps getting closer and closer, singing of romance, throwing pebbles at Snowball’s window. I have moved up Snowball’s curfew.
Bought this last week. It’s my new paperclip holder on my desk at work.
I introduced my taste buds to Pu-erh. A tea you must, if tea you lust. Smokey sweet. Dark amber.
Oolong is still my year round favorite. I think Pu-erh will be lovely in the fall and winter. It’s not as smokey and warming as Lapsang Souchong! Aren’t tea names great.
Right now I’m sipping The Republic of Tea: Coconut Pu-erh, full leaf, loose.
Speaking of poo air. Never put a B multivitamin in your pants pocket, where it is nice and warm. You will forget it there all day. You will go to a meeting and when you sit down with others you will smell a strange stinky. You will wonder if it’s someone else? Someone’s shoes? Your shoes??? Impossible. You will slowly realize it is you and there is nothing you can do about the foul mystery, until the meeting is over, and you are on your way home, in the car, when you remember…the horse pill! And then you will want to explain to your co-workers… but how, you will wonder and wonder.
“If we wonder often, the gift of knowledge will come.” –Arapaho proverb
A schweet chocolate lab shelter puppy is going to a very good home tomorrow. I played matchmaker with winning results. Feels really good. I found out about the pup yesterday. This morning a friend was here dropping something off and I mentioned the pup to her because she has a chocolate lab. She called me this afternoon to say she went straight to the shelter and fell in love. Tomorrow she’s bringing her lab to the shelter for the two labs to meet. If that goes well then the the deal is sealed! She’s very sure they will be fine together but just feels it’s a good idea to introduce them in a neutral place. Yippee!
Now I wanna new puppy too! And a kitten! The local shelters have been giving away kittens free because they have sooo many. I shall presently muse upon this thoughtfully.
Peeps been posting about pasta! Dora’s post reminded me about her mom’s pasta salad. I need to make it now. I can’t find my copy of the recipe! It’s in the kitchen somewhere… has to be.
And Laurie’s post got me thinking about spicy pasta. Think I’ll have to try that too.
Last week I lived off a big batch of:
Gemelli pasta, tossed with fresh chopped carrots, 1 jar sundried tomatoes in olive oil, 1 can black beans, cubed ham.
I heat it up and pour a little Paul Newman’s Alfredo sauce on top. Num-nums.
Summer, a great time to visit Canada. Pastoral, idyllic countryside scenery, glorious cities, derlershus fudz, good people. And everything is tidy. America is scruffy. Recently went to Montreal for the first time. Waow. Montreal is cool and fun. Fantastic (not exaggerating) free festivals and fireworks on the streets every night. Plenty to see and do every day. I saw a 270 year old bonsai at the botanic gardens. I touched Paul McCartney’s limo. I climbed Mt. Royal (Montreal). The Kondiaronk belvedere at the top is huge, and inside there are big squirrel gargoyles atop each ceiling beam (pic below – not mine)!
In Montreal I bought some tea. It’s all gone now and I can’t exactly recall the name. It was mildly passionfruit flavored and really good. And it was pink! Pink tea! Very cute.
And oh the patisseries on every block. Fancy foofy cupcakes and dear darling desserts flirting through the window with passersby. I don’t eat ‘em but they are so fun to look at.
OK, I could go on & on about Montreal but seriously, it’s a great place to visit.
Someday I want to take the train trip across the Great Plains.
I’ve been feeling bad for not posting more on WordPress. But yesterday I had a thought, I am posting, almost every day, sometimes twice a day! I know, it’s not the same. What about you all? It seems like I’m not the only one posting less. Is it just summer busy-ness? I miss our diverse comment threads and the friendship and humor. But you all are in my thoughts as ever.
I’ve been invited on a float plane trip to a remote lakeside lodge. The float plane makes me nervous. I haven’t said yes yet. I can’t decide.
Hope you all have a great week!
It’s been almost a month! Life’s been a flash flood. I haven’t had a real day off since mid-June. Between traveling out of town every week and working more hours than ever.
My terrible cough finally got better about 10 days or so ago. Yay. May I recommend a radical new treatment for severe chest congestion: Jump aboard lots of rollercoasters, thunderbolts, megadrop towers, pendulum spinning freak out twisty upside down rides! Super way to loosen up gunky phlegm. You wont be able to breathe or speak but oh well.
Also been dealing with one of those “life changing” events that happen to people. Whole lotta botheration and running in circles with nothing much to show for it all. Stressful and depressing! But it could always be worse, right? I’m thankful for that.
At least the SUN IS SHINING!!! OMG thankyouthankyou I LOVE the SUN! And it is hot! I love hot days! Wooooooooooooooooo!
(I know, the heat can be bad for folks. People go around warning me to be careful, watch out, it hits you like a wall, dire straits. I just smile.)
OK!!! There’s no way I can catch up on all your posties!!! How are you all? I’ll try to stop by today!
Wish I could be more present around here but give me another week and I should be able to join the fun again.
This cold has strangulated me like a boa constrictor. And I have not been able to catch my breath or catch a break. I haven’t taken sick days off work and I’ve been so busy, including 2 out of town trips on the go 12 hours a day. If I could have had a day or two of bedrest I bet I would be a lot healthier right now.
The cough is better but it’s one of those stubborn hacks that dies sloooowly. I’m thinking next week I’ll be able to breathe again. And laugh without croaking. And once more have enough oxygen reaching my brain – hee.
Today is the first day in a long time that I don’t have a “schedule”. But tomorrow I go out of town again.
Ok all you little June Bugs, keep buzzin’!