I should’ve known when I accidentally scooped the cat litter into my croc this morning that I’d have been better off going back to bed.
Then when the cat threw up all down the side of the desk, it should’ve been a clue that the universe was not on my side today.
I made it through the work day. I was on my way home, minding my own business and this happened.
Elderly couple in the inside turn lane. It was a double turn lane. We both had the green light and both lanes are designated right turn only. I never left my lane as I turned beside her on her left. Bang!
Some days it’s not worth getting out of bed. I know it’s just a car, and no one was hurt, but damn it, that’s my baby with the dented door and scuffed paint and wheel.
Is anyone interested in reading a book as a group? The city where I live used to have an “Everyone’s Reading” event, and the entire city was supposed to be reading the same book at the same time. It was a great idea, meant to foster friendships, conversations, togetherness and literacy. The only problem was I never saw anyone else reading the book they chose. I was so disappointed!
I was talking to Deborah over at A Chick Who Reads (thereadingchick.com), and she was asking for comments on which book she should read next. Our conversation evolved into tentative plans for a virtual review/book club as we settled on the one book on her list that I also had on my kindle, waiting to be read.
The book we decided to read together is Kulti by Mariana Zapata, published on March 20, 2015. We have set a date a month out (May 15th) for our (end of) reading/reviewing date.
So who’s up for a good read? Book reviewers, book bloggers, readers, and anyone else who’d enjoy reading the same book and then posting reviews or discussing what we’ve read, please join us for this fun experiment! We’d love to have you.
About a week ago, my son swore he saw a mouse in the kitchen. No one else saw it, and there were no signs it was here. Nothing was nibbled on and I have bags of various types of birdseed and peanuts in the kitchen. There were no mouse droppings. I kept checking. Nothing. We put out humane traps, thinking if we caught the mouse, we’d relocate it a few miles away outside. The traps remained empty.
This morning very early on I heard a cat frolicking under and around my bed. I thought Chase, the bigger cat, was pestering Ginny (as is common around here). I went to stand up out of bed and almost stepped on Ginny. She meowed and got into bed with me and we went back to sleep.
When I got up to take blood pressure medication that I take at 6:00 every morning, I saw something on the floor at the foot of my bed and thought it was a cat toy and walked around it. I took my pill and went back to bed.
When I finally got up this morning, the “toy” at the foot of my bed was still there. I touched it, and it didn’t feel right. I grabbed my glasses. Ugh. Cold, dead mouse. It looked like it was sleeping. It was dark gray with a white belly. Ginny must’ve killed it and brought it to me. She was probably annoyed I didn’t wake up and praise her for bringing me such a wonderful gift.
Good kitty. She got treats and praise after I threw out my present. It finally made its way back outside, outside to our trash can, that is.