August 18, 2013

  • TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    Today was another quiet day.  The Beast never called the vet due to the fact that Baron began to start acting more like himself.  First of all, his appetite returned with a vengeance.  He was eating and wanted more, the little pig.  Took a while to finally get him to stop but the Beast gave him some of the better stuff (veggies and chicken) along with some rice and that seemed  to satisfy him.  A can of his dog food sure didn't.    He also wanted to lay in the Beast's laugh again although he didn't get into is lap fully.  He kept on leg down on the floor.  I told the Beast that it might be that laying fully on those tumors WAS painful and that was why he did that.  Who knows?  He's got one more week of medicine and then the tumors will be removed so that's all we have to get through.  I'll be glad once they are gone.

    No Chewlee today because her paternal grandfather came to town to see her and take her shopping for school clothes, as usual.  I hope she tells him she doesn't like jeans because he takes her to Osh Gosh and that's mostly what they have for bottoms.  But we shall see. 

    I slept a good part of the day due to my intestinal problems keeping me up and down all night.  It was daylight before I felt well enough to trust falling asleep for any length of time and I was exhausted.  I woke up long enough to take my pills, eat breakfast and check on what was on TV.  I turned on the Syfy channel because the movies were so bad, I knew I wouldn't mind falling asleep during them.    And that's just what happened.

    The Beast and one of his friends from church went over to this old (and poor) woman's house to install this small AC unit we were using out in the cottage in her house.  She really has almost nothing as far as furniture goes except what people have given her.  The Beast and his buddy both contributed and found her a recliner that looks like brand new at one of the resale shops nearby.  When I heard the price, I told the Beast we should check out some of the resale shops if we have to replace anything before we buy new. 

    I was going to give her my craft table if she needed it but someone had already given her a kitchen set so she was okay for a place to eat even if she had company over.  I don't know what her story was or why she had nothing, not even a bed, when she ended up here in our area but it's not really important to me.  I just thought it was sad that a woman her age would be in that sad state.  Life is really tough at times.  It's nice to be able to help someone out that appreciates it.  The Beast said she cried when they carried in the recliner.  She has a TV but had been using a wooden, straight back kitchen chair to watch it when she did.  The Beast said when he carried in the window unit and she realized what it was she couldn't stop thanking him for letting her use it.  The heat had been keeping her from sleeping at night most of the time.  The Beast said the house she is renting is so small that it might actually be able to keep the main part of the house cool during the day if she shuts the bedroom door.  He told her that and said that she should open the bedroom door around 6pm and it should feel decent by the time she goes to bed (which she said was around 10:30 or 11pm).  There are trees that keep the sun off the back of the house in the afternoon so the house should cool down easily after that.

    Knowing the Beast like I do, he will more than likely let her keep the unit if it works out for her.  It will make him feel like a big shot to just give away a unit that's less than a year old.  I told him I was glad we had two units out in the cottage because I didn't want mildew in there with our winter clothes stored out there.  He's got the  unit on a timer and, now that there's only one unit to remove the humidity that builds up in there, he's changed it so that it's running longer every day.  I thought the two units were kind of overkill anyway.  I don't know what he was thinking except that he originally bought it for one of the small bedrooms (my computer room) and I didn't want it in there.  I hate AC except during really hot and humid weather.  Plus, if it was in there, it would mean moving my desk and I didn't want to be looking at a wall all the time.  I wouldn't be able to watch my TV either....not without a lot of work, anyway.

    I did manage to fold some more things that the Beast had thrown in the washer.  Mostly towels and cleaning rags we use around the sink.  We go through a lot of those....more than most people, I'll bet.  We use them for everything...like dish rags mostly but we do wipe up spots on the floors that we manage to get on them no matter how hard we try not to.  Once we do that, the rag goes into the wash.  I drape them over the washer door to dry until we do a wash.  You can usually find two or three in every load we do.

    I'm so relieved that Baron feels better.  You have no idea.  If anything happens to him, the Beast won't know what to do with himself.  He will miss that dog a lot.  Of course, the same goes if anything happens to the Beast and Baron survives him.  I won't know what to do with the dog if that happens.  Baron mopes when the Beast goes away for just a day.  When he was gone those three and a half days when he went to visit his aunt, Baron was almost unbearable to be around although he slept with me at night.  But I'm a poor substitute for his *man*. 

    Well, love you all.  Have a nice Sunday.  I wish you good weather (or at least not so wet).  Have some fun.  Call someone just to say you love them, if you do.  Life is short and you just never know.......