entry up in the diet journal that y’all may want to check out – there are pictures and the story of the Hike from Hell.
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Miz Poo is wandering around with huge, dark eyes today – we’re putting Atropine in her eyes for the pain, which dilates her pupils – and she just looks kind of glassy-eyed and out of it. She did go out and chase the squirrel up the tree (she’s not supposed to be in the sun with the dilated pupils, because the sun will burn a big hole in her brain, but it wasn’t sunny, so I wasn’t too worried), and she’s been pacing back and forth and insisting on laying between me and the keyboard. I indulge her for 5 minutes, and then I pretend I suddenly need to clean off the top of my desk and grab the can of compressed air and point it at my keyboard, and she vrooms off the desk onto the floor, runs across the room, and then gives me a baleful look.
Yes, horrible and mean. I SHOULD be willing to just sit and snuggle all day long, but you know what? I HAVE THINGS TO DO THAT CANNOT BE ACCOMPLISHED WITH A PORTLY POO IN THE WAY.
And now she’s started sneezing. Why, god? Whyyyyy?
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Hm. What was I going to say? Oh!
The Sopranos! Did y’all see that
Paulie Walnuts was on the cover of last week’s TV Guide? Damn, we love the Paulie Walnuts. It always cracks us up when he makes a joke and immediately turns around and says to someone who was standing there for the whole thing “Did you hear what I said? I said…”
The other night we were watching the episode with Meadow and Noah, the one where she meets his father, and Fred – who loathes Noah with a disturbing passion – kept saying “I’m Noah! I’m Sensitive New Age Man! I’m smug and condescending!” Heh.
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Someone from Miz Poo’s regular vet clinic called today to see if her eyes were better. Instead of saying “Yes they’re better, but no thanks to you!”, I just said that they were and left it at that. Fred pointed out last night that the reason the vet tech gave us that particular medicine is because Miz Poo’s had it before, so they could call it a refill, since she can’t prescribe medicine.
But, still. Hmph I say!
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Did I mention that the spud’s first day of 9th grade started today? She’s not in the high school yet, though, because Madison’s growing so rapidly that there’s not enough room for 9th grade in the high school, so she’s still at the middle school. I understand that they bus 9th graders to the high school for pep rallies and the like, which is pretty neat. It’s kind of a transitional year, where they’re mostly at the middle school, but have some experience at the high school so it won’t be completely new to them next year.
She told me at 6:45 that she was going out to wait for the bus. She said “If the bus doesn’t come, should I come back to the house?”
Now, we live less than a mile from the school, and I really think it’s ridiculous that a bus even comes through this neighborhood, because I think the middle schoolers should have to walk. But they don’t.
I gave her the eye and said “If the bus doesn’t COME, then WALK to school”, which made her roll her eyes at my cruel and uncaring ways and flounce off in a huff.
Yep, that’s me. Mean.
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1. What time do you wake up on weekday mornings? Usually by 8, except for the days when I have to go feed the cats at the petstore, when I get up between 6:30 and 7.
2. Do you sleep in on the weekends? How late? Yeah, I like to sleep in until 9ish, though if I weren’t married to an early riser who would freak out at the thought, I’d probably happily sleep until noon.
3. Aside from waking up, what is the first thing you do in the morning? Pee, put in my contacts, and take my Synthroid pill.
4. How long does it take to get ready for your day? If I roll out of bed and get ready to go, it takes about half an hour, though I can be ready to go in less than 20 minutes. Sunday, when I got up to shower before we left for the airport, it took me 15 minutes not only to shower and get dressed, but also to finish packing my bag and drag it upstairs.
5. When possible, what is your favorite place to go for breakfast? In Maine (which is the only time I usually go out to breakfast), I like The Country Buffet (I think that’s what it’s called), and in Alabama, I like IHOP.
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must be going around!!! my kitties are sneezing and their eyes are tearing. my vet did the whole black light test and came up empty but she was a new vet and practically recited her text book to me with all the possibilities it could be (herpes…chlamydia…ok i’m not at the ob-gyn…lol). she sent us home with the “goop” for the eyes and they get better but the tears keep coming back. just thought i would share…hope Poo feels better soon!
The Spud is back to school? It’s the first week of August – my GOD! That’s craziness!
My god your kids start early out there! We start the last week of August and some schools start in Sept.! When do they get out for summer?
BTW- I have a journal/website, more weight related though- but I love the postcard you put on your homepage, hope you don’t mind but I linked to it. It is wickedly funny.
Glad you had a good trip!
Yeah, she’s back to school. I HATE it that they go back to school so early and get an entire freakin’ week off in October, I’d prefer it if they started a week later, but apparently I’m in the minority. Her last day of school this year was May 21st.
School started here this week, too. What do you think of kids that are provided a bus to get to school but their parents take them anyway? I have issues with it, but I’m not a parent, so what do I know?? If you live within a mile from your school, this year you don’t get a bus to ride!!
School starts 8/12 here and the kids here also get a week off in October also. The time sure does fly by.
Oh wow that’s early to start school, but that’s early to end it too… I remember when I was in school (not that long ago) We started in September(usually after Labor Day), and went till June 20th or so.
Oh, and I forgot to say yesterday, Welcome Back, and super thanks for the postcard.
I did miss my Bitchypoo dosages, but I think I was more prepared this time, and the email updates helped with withdrawal as well
I think you probably should have told them about the mistake – it doesn’t matter if Poo’s had that medicine before. The vet tech did a crappy job and prescribed medicine that could have hurt your cat. The vet should be told. Not in an “I’ll have your job, you whippersnapper” kind of way, but they should definitely know that their tech is doing a half-assed job. Think about the other kitties, Robin!! Do it for the kitties!! 🙂
Poor Miz Poo! Hope she’s back to feeling fat and sassy soon.
Sandy – I think it’s ridiculous for parents to drive their kids to school when there’s a bus they could ride (exceptions, of course, for kids who need to bring a big project into school that would be difficult to carry on the bus)!
LB – you’re probably right – I think I’m going to wait and talk to the vet directly, rather than to the vet tech or the receptionist, though. 🙂
My cat is not sick–but it is 3:00 and I finally got to come to work for some peace and quiet!! Remember the days when the spud was clinging to your leg as you tried to go to the bathroom? The burning question–is it harder to hold a cat down to administer medicine or a toddler?
Traci – oddly, it’s easier to give medicine to a toddler, because at least you can reason with them (or try!), and they’re more trusting than cats. With cats, you get them once, they’re more wary (warier?) the next time. Although to tell the truth, Miz Poo seems kind of resigned. Fred puts the towel around her and hugs her, and I put the medicine in both eyes as quickly as possible, and she just sits there and looks sad and abused, poor baby. Heh.
The best thing about Noah? That scene where Carmela goes to visit Meadow at Columbia and Noah is there. They are talking about Tony’s “neanderthal” comments to Noah and Noah says, “He’s lucky I didn’t punch his lights out” or something comparably HILARIOUS coming from all 135 pounds of him. That kills me every time. And the part where Carmela asks him to leave and he says, “I’m not going anywhere unless she asks me.” Meaning Meadow. CARMELA could flatten him with one hand, let alone Tony.
It is obvious I’m not a big fan of Noah either?
I totally remember that scene, Aidan, and it cracked us up, too!
Going out for breakfast is fun. In my house though, we ate breakfast for dinner (french toast and the like)… my mom’s a little weird.