Monday, April 30, 2012

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Gone to the birds

Not sure how it happened but when we had cable/internet/phone installed at the new house, the modem and router and God knows what all cables ended up in my bedroom.  

All I need now is a fake fern or something to stick in there ...

What do you think?  Ideas for dressing it up?


Monday, April 23, 2012

Monday, April 16, 2012

Saturday, April 14, 2012

RIP Homer. . . or . . . Marge?

Not too long ago I wrote about being wary of gifts from ex-husbands like the one mine gave to my kids, a frog hatchery kit.  Of course that was in 1994 or '95, and those frogs stayed with me through thick and thin.  Until today.  Earlier in the day one of them managed to get out of the tank, something that has not happened in years.  I noticed one of the cats looking at something like .. "e-e-e-eew-w-ww!  What's that?" all creeped out and nervous.  Realizing it was a stranded water frog, I scooped him up with my hands and plopped him back into his tank.  He immediately started to swim around while dust and cat hair swirled around him.  He was fine.  

One of the frogs .. not sure which one exactly ...

Later, after a nice Saturday afternoon nap, I went into the kitchen to feed the cats and checked on the frogs to make sure they were both still in there.  They weren't.  Uh oh!  After crawling around on all fours I located Homer (or Marge) under the kitchen table on his back and a little stiff.  Being me .. I picked him up and promptly dropped him in the tank like touching the water would immediately revive him.  Um .. no.  So then I took him to the kitchen sink and ran water on him to get the dust and cat hair off of him and tried to feel if there was any life in the sticky, slimy little guy.  Tried to locate his heart in his chest - actually flashed back to when we dissected frogs in high school .. didn't help a bit.  Nothing.  Walked around with him a bit, showed him to my son, kind of waiting for the doggone thing to start flopping around in my hands!  If only his eyes would have been closed - I wouldn't have felt like I was burying him alive while I wrapped him in his burial cloth (paper towels) and tucked him into his coffin (empty microwave popcorn box) and laid him to rest (in the trash can in the garage). 

Do you think that Homer (or Marge) knew it was time .. and was trying to go somewhere to die?  I mean, elephants do that, right?  And neither of these frogs has tried to jump out of the tank in years. So that's what I'm going with.  Homer (or Marge) knew it was time and went somewhere to die. 

Rest in peace Homer.  Or Marge.


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

I didn't even know I HAD to pee ..

Not my drawing, but accurate none the less.
... until I bounced down the last 4 steps on my butt landing on the basement floor.  Adding insult to injury not only did I need to head for the Ibuprofen, I had to change my clothes as well.  I guess I will assess my injuries sometime after I dust off my pride.


I was thinking - this getting old thing really sucks but I have to admit - yeah, I've always been a total klutz.


**Edited to add - next step after posting this was shopping - here - 10 pairs of non skid slipper socks for $1.99 a pair.  Nobody beats my mad online shopping skilz!


Monday, April 9, 2012

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

My kingdom for a nail clipper!

So this moving thing - I'll be writing about it until every last box is emptied.  That might be a long time. I was going to be so organized marking every box with the room it belonged in and writing a bit about what was inside on the top - as well as putting big arrows on the side for upstairs or downstairs.  Heh.

This WILL be my craft room.  Ahem.
If only.

At some point I think I was just overwhelmed and my daughter had to rescue me, thank you Dani.  I threw out or donated half of what I own I swear, and many heard me say "see?  I'm not a hoarder. . " or maybe that was just Dani listening.  

That I ended up in the new house with all (okay most of) the items I wanted to keep is a miracle but finding what I need has not come easily.  I know Cathy, I know!  I should have put notes in the boxes!  

I had to BUY nail clippers yesterday before I started putting holes in my socks.  No clue where any others are although I have used some since I've been here.  This organization thing just doesn't seem to come naturally to me although really, I think it's a skill I possessed in greater measure at some other time in my life. 

My kingdom for a professional organizer!  


Monday, April 2, 2012