Monday, January 25, 2010

@Work

This will be short, I'm 'working'. Got my keys back yesterday! A girl scout found them. That made me so happy. We didn't get to go on the Jeep trip Saturday because the Jeep got sick, so I went to Austin. I went to the Coach store and asked about finding a new key ring. They were so helpful, but that key ring was clearanced after X-mas, so it was gone. They took down my number and sent out a request to other stores. If they found one, they were going to let me know. But my turtle is home safe, and I'm excited to have it back. If Coach calls, I may go get one just for back up. How sad is that? Not much else happened over the weekend. Now it's Monday, and it's a slow day at the office. I'm eating my weight in Twix bars and Wheat Thins. Almost time to go, so that's all for now.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Cats, Keys, & Puppies

The cats have been keeping me on my toes lately. Fatty (Oliver) has decided the tort's home (pool) is his napping quarters. This is not good for many reasons. One- It's the tort's house, she leaves tort messes at random in it, so that is just gross for Fatty to be in. Two- He picks on the tort so she hides most of the day. Three- He eats her greens, so she doesn't get to eat, and then Fatty barfs it up later for me to pick up and scrub the carpet (because cats barf on carpet). Four- When he gets out, he tracks tort bedding through the house. Another Fatty moment, he must have had a nightmare or nap-mare while sleeping on our bed. (when he is scared pretty well, he throws up) I'm guessing this because he left a nasty present all over the foot of the bed and on the floor. I find this after a LONG day at work, and I had just washed all the bedding, so I was very excited to clean it up. But just when I'm about to get mad at him, he does that adorable cuddle-purr-purr thing, and I get over it. He's still my baby.

That same day, I washed the Jeep, lots. I went over it with the brush twice and a rag once. Rinsed it many times in between. Even the wheels and tires got loads of attention. Juug spot free, then comes the shammy to be sure. I made several rounds before giving up. Two and a half hours of cleaning, and the Jeep looks like new. I stand back to admire the piece of art in the light of the street lamp, and the stray cat jumps on the hood and puts tracks across the front. I think the cats are out to get me. I ran her off, but had to touch up the Jeep a bit. The shine only lasted a short time, birds found it the next day at work. I'm glad I washed it finally, it was nice to take the top off without getting dust and dirt in my face as the top folded up when I pulled it down. The days are nice, but had to wear a jacket home and put the top and windows back on.

Dottie had to have surgery this week. Mom took her in Wednesday because she has been having trouble walking. After taking x-rays, the Doc said her knees on both hind legs needed replacing. She is only one year old, so it was a breeding issue, most likely the work of a puppy mill. Needless to say, Dottie was scheduled for Thursday. I was on the phone with Mom when she pulled into the vet's parking lot. Dottie was quiet, then I heard the blinker, Dottie went nuts, barking and growling. Poor Little Bit, she knew it wouldn't be fun. When Mom picked her up after 4pm (all day surgery), she looked terrible. They shaved her from hip to ankle, so she looks goofy with think black hair from nose to tail, except her back legs. She is stitched from hip to ankle as well. She was good at first, the drugs still in her system from the operation, then the meds began to wear off. That was sad. She has the best demeanor, hardly ever gets upset, loves everyone, but then was a different story. You could pet her head, but nothing else. Mom gave her some puppy drugs, and she was much happier. I stopped by the store before going to see her, picked up a new collar, fancy harness-shirt set up, and a pretty name tag. I also got her a little pink elephant, and grabbed Pheobe a yellow wacky squeaky toy (since you can't bring one dog something and not the other, unless you want to see a fight). I took everything over to Mom's and gave Pheobe her toy first thing. Dottie wasn't up to her new clothes, so I just set the elephant in her bed with her and sat back. After a little while, Pheobe came over. I thought she was going to check on Dottie, so I gave her some space. Turns out, she just wanted the elephant. She stuck her nose in Dottie's bed and snatched the toy by it's ear, and bolted. Mom, Dad, and I cornered her and took it back. Pheobe is determined to get it though. Dad found one just like it and gave it to her, but that only worked for about 30 seconds. Dottie growled at her a couple times when she came for it, and Pheobe backed off each time. Mom said this morning that Dottie was rough, and Mom and Dad were busy helping her when Pheobe jumped up and grabbed the elephant and dashed off with it. Once they had Dottie settled, they ran Pheobe down and took the toy back. Pheobe is still working to get it, sneaking around and acting like she is trying to check on Dottie. It's funny to watch, when everyone is paying attention to Dottie, Pheobe will jump and dance and yelp for anyone to just look at her, such a drama queen.

While I was at Mom and Dad's last night, I lost my keys. I must have dropped them when I got out of the Jeep. We looked EVERYWHERE in the house, digging through the couch and chairs, under rugs, even went through the trash, no keys. I retraced my steps outside, but still no keys. I thought maybe I locked them in the Jeep, I've done it before. So I crawled through the back window. I had the top open in the front, but am too short to climb in that way. The window worked fine, but no keys inside either. I ended up having to call Colt to bring my spare Jeep key so I could go home. Thank goodness I found a spare house key, too. It's ugly, but it works. The most depressing part is the key ring that held the keys, it was my coach turtle ring. I loved that key ring, and I can't find anymore on line. I hope one of the stores will have it, but it's been more than two years since I bought it, I bet they're all gone. I want it back, my turtle! I would love to have the keys back too, but they can be remade easily. Their neighbor kid is kind of a pack rat, so I'm thinking he found it. I'll show him a picture of it and offer him a reward if he 'finds' it. Hoping that works. Until then, I have a chunky spare set on a long leather strap to hold me over. Hope the turtle is safe. Yes, I know it's just a key chain, but I really really liked it.

Time for bed. I'm supposed to get up at 4am to meet Dillon at 5am to go on a Jeep trip tomorrow. I don't know where, but I know it's a 3hr drive. We're taking his because the trails are too hard core for my short Jeep. I'll let you know how it goes. Until next time....

Friday, January 1, 2010

A New Year

So it's 2010. I didn't stay up and watch the ball drop. Yep, I went to bed. It was a long day yesterday with early work and cleaning for house guests and getting dinner together. No, I didn't cook, but it still took effort. Full morning of service, that was good. Then I went to lunch with Mom and Dillon at Chili's. Salad was great. Mom teased me since the blue rails on Juug are now covered with chat mud, so my Jeep looks like all the others right now. She said she couldn't pick me out of the crowd anymore. I could use this to my advantage. I then went home and started cleaning. Colt had friends coming over for a night of Star Trek and Xbox. The house was rough, mainly picking up after the hairy cats. Lots of vacuuming and dusting, laundry, the kitchen needed attention, and the bathrooms are always an adventure. After all that, I finally attacked the massive stack of mail on the coffee table. I have a bad habit of picking up the mail and opening it, but not actually giving any notice to anything that we receive. The stack was pathetically huge, so I sorted through it. Loads of junk mail that went straight into the fireplace, the rest was organized by dates received and due. Boring!

I did come across, however, a notice from a movie rental place I haven't used for a long time. It was a bill that had been sent to a collections agency for $46. So I called the store and checked on it. Turns out, it wasn't me. There has been someone who has managed to steal my identity and it's been less than fun trying to get all this garbage under control. But, I now have her address! The movie place gave it to me, and I also received an update from my credit watch company asking if I ordered a change of address. Hmmm, busted chica. So I called my credit people and let them know what I had found out. Turns out, she has also opened another account at a jewelry store and a Sprint account. Of course, all of them are overly delinquent. I had to laugh, she has been hard to catch, but this was a dumb mistake. I just might have to forward the new address to Lack's so they quit trying to repo furniture from my house that I don't have. Hopefully this will all be settled within the next couple of months.

After a few hours of chasing my id thief, I had to return a movie I found while cleaning. It was from a different movie place, totally my bad this time. Who puts rented movies behind the TV? Really people! That took too long. Traffic was busy, I had waited too long to go. It was 5pm and everyone was getting off, so 31st was packed. I just turned up the radio and rolled along until my turn finally came. The parking lot was packed at the movie store, and I usually just pull up to the sidewalk and run to the box, but there wasn't any chance of getting close to the store. So I parked for the whole 20 seconds it takes to run across the parking lot, dodge traffic, and drop the movie in the slot. Mission complete, now pick up dinner. Pizza of course. So I cross the Loop and come to Papa Murphy's Take And Bake. Love that stuff. They too were packed. I keep forgetting it's a holiday. It took a while to order, and I kept giving up my place in line to others who are visibly more hurried than I. Had a good chat with a lady there who is moving to Michigan in a few weeks. She gave me her points on my free pizza card since she wasn't going to be able to use them. So it pays to let others cut in front in line! Pizzas and cinnamon wheel in hand, time for the long 2 mile trip home. I don't know really how far it is, but it's not far at all, just holiday and after work traffic. One of the guest are already at the house when I pull up. Colt had already gotten home, so they didn't have to wait long. Then again, it was Adam, so I don't think he would have minded much. He's Colt's older brother, so he's used to Colt's 'timing'. I somehow manage to open the door without dropping dinner, hooray! Yet, Scooter tried to dart out the door to fight the stray who has adopted us, and I totally stepped on him. That was the worst noise that cat has ever made. He still didn't get out from under my feet. So I kick the door shut and still retain dinner while waiting for Scooter to realize he is smaller than me. He eventually gets out of the way and sits under the coffee table to sulk. Brat of a cat.

I get the pizzas baking and tend to the cranky cat. He pouts for most of the night, mainly avoiding me. He sticks to Colt and Adam as if to tattle on me being mean to him. It was funny. I burned one pizza for no reason other than playing solitaire on my phone, the second was perfect. I put the cinnamon wheel in while we eat the pizzas, mostly. It's done in time for dessert. Adam had never had Papa Murphy's and I think he liked it. There wasn't much left for the later schedule guests. Colt and Adam return to the TV room, and I cleaned up the kitchen and go to my 'office' for awhile before the next one arrives. Dillon comes bearing goodies. Doritoes and Oreos, he always gets the best. They eat more and play more Xbox until Seth comes after 9:30. More eating, then movie time. They put in Star Trek and stay put for the duration of the movie. The TV room is right below my office, so I felt every explosion, warp jump, and bass note in the music. Monster boom boom speaker (sub, whatever). Before the movie is over, I've already gone to bed. Because of years of experience, I am able to sleep despite the racket going on down stairs.

The only reason I knew the New Year had arrived is because the neighbors set off fire works. That got my attention. Hope all went well with their short display, there was a lot of wind last night. Scooter then decides he's not mad at me and curls up on my feet so I can protect him from the noisy people all around. Just as I'm about to fall back to sleep, my phone starts to receive texts from bunches of friends and co-workers. I'm only able to respond to a few before I nod of mid-text. So if I didn't respond to anyone, I meant well!

Didn't sleep in much this morning. Set the Roomba to work and had breakfast. They guys are back on the Xbox and discussing going to a matinee. I'll head to the store here in a bit for bunny food and paper towels, short shopping list. Bath & Bodyworks started their sale today, so that may require a visit.