January 11, 2013
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If You Are A Sun Person, Don’t Come Visit Here…
TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM
I was kind of looking forward to the warm weather that was predicted. I figured, for no real reason, that warmer weather meant some sun. Well, wouldn’t you? Nope. It was the same gray, dismal day like the ones we had for the last four or five days including that misty rain that’s been driving the dog nuts. He HATES to get his coat wet. It was over 70 today but felt miserable because the humidity was 100%.
So I didn’t go anywhere or do anything. I just sat at my computer for a while but was miserable. I’ll get more miserable if we don’t get a break and have some sun show up. I went and watched TV in my recliner. After a while, I fell asleep. I hoped that when I woke up, there might be some sun but I was disappointed….again. I ended up turning on all the lights in the whole house and that helped a little if I didn’t look out a window.
Then Chewlee showed up. My little bit of sunshine. She was in a good mood. She got a smiley face but didn’t get to go to the Treasure Chest because that requires a whole week of smiley faces. But it didn’t deter her good mood. She had made up another song about love so we had the performing artists that did their ballet and rock and roll. Chewlee sang four different songs that seemed to be related in different ways. I had to clap at the right time (and I did) and Chewlee was happy over that.
She took an early bath which turned out to be a good thing. The Princess got off work an hour early and was surprised that Chewlee was in her jammies and ready for bed. Me? It was a nice surprise for me because when Chewlee is in this good a mood, she talks incessantly. THAT often gives me a headache because she will start asking me questions about all kind of things. Worse yet, she often doesn’t listen to the answer before popping up with another question. **Sigh** That shows me that her mind is just full of things she wants to know but she isn’t calm enough to learn anything when she’s like that. So, I ignore the questions unless she asks me twice. THOSE are the questions she really wants to know about and she will stop talking and listen then. Little things you learn.
Other than the depression due to the lack of sunshine around here, I guess I’m really okay. The Beast was laying in bed last night and suddenly showed up in my room here because he woke up because his nose started bleeding. I asked him when he last took his high blood pressure pills and he just looked at me. I shrugged and said, *You know you should take them every day no matter what.* His nose did stop bleeding not long after that and he just went to bed. I know he’s fooling around with his pills now. He hates the thought of having to take pills so he won’t take this one or that one just because HE thinks he’s fine without them. Me? I’m just waiting for him to keel over one day and end up dying because HE thought his blood pressure was just fine. His cholesterol is incredibly high so maybe he thinks the high blood pressure will help push that blood through his arteries so it balances out. I just don’t know what he’s thinking.
Love you all. Enjoy your weekend. No Chewlee for us tomorrow so I think I’ll try to finish getting my room straightened up. Then I can introduce her to the joy of painting figurines.
