Monday, June 30, 2025
Walking the Neighborhood: When Routine Routes Turn Risky
For once, I didn't read myself to sleep, I just flopped over and slightly died, I think.
I wasn’t any more active than usual this weekend.
Maybe I got just a hair less sleep than normal, so I’m not sure what was up.
Sunday, June 29, 2025
Back to peace and quiet...and maybe a nap!
It doesn't matter if I've had eight hours of sleep, or six, or four.
My inner alarm is set in stone, it seems.
We’re horrid grandparents.
We let Gealach watch TV until she falls asleep.
This morning, I woke up at 5:15, the TV was on screensaver, and Moon was sound asleep.
Saturday, June 28, 2025
Making memories and finding outfits with my sweet granddaughter. π️❤️
Cowboy and Gealach didn't go to bed until 2:30 am.
Gealach clearly has inherited that owl gene from her pappaw.
And of course, if they're awake, I'm awake.
Friday, June 27, 2025
To some people, I'll always be the bad guy
I’ve sat so long, my rear end is numb. Gealach’s curled up on the couch, content, and I’ve huddled all day with library books at my desk.
Peacock brought his daughter π§π» and the dog πΆ up at 12:15. It’s his anniversary—staycation style, minus the child and the dog. I’m not sure why she can’t stay with her mom, but we enjoy having her. We don’t see her as often as we used to, and we miss her.
Thursday, June 26, 2025
Sunburned and crispy. Extra crispy, to be exact.
Cowboy was looking at all the firework tents, trying to figure out how much time we had until the 4th of July.
It's next Friday-next Friday.
Where the living heck is time flying off to?!
Wednesday, June 25, 2025
My skin is so red, even lobsters are jealous.π¦
You step outside, and you melt.
I managed to sit in the she shed until 1 pm, but after that?
Forget it.
Tuesday, June 24, 2025
Sparkle and shine! It’s dentist time!
Today was new dentist day.
Despite me telling him multiple times, Cowboy was pulling into the old dentist parking lot.
I had to yell at him, it's the next parking lot up.
Monday, June 23, 2025
Ladybird: Protector of the Porch, Terror of the USPS
I figured we were safe, letting Lady off-leash-Heron’s trained her not to leave the yard.
Normally.
At that time of morning, it’s rare to see anyone outside.
Sunday, June 22, 2025
Treasure hunting at the flea market π️✨
He went out, fed his chickens, gathered some eggs, came in “Let's go to the flea market”
I'm like man, it's the upper 90s out there, but π€·π»♀️why not?
Badger was not happy, we told her she could stay, but she decided a possible heat stroke might be better than bored at home.
Saturday, June 21, 2025
Summer is here, and so is the heat!
I'm pretty sure Cowboy was down at the chicken coop after work, with a gun, making sure the remaining chickens lived another day.
That meant it was closer to 2 am when he got to bed.
Friday, June 20, 2025
On the summer solstice, the sun stretches the day into a canvas of endless golden hours.
Happy Summer Solstice!
Today was a nothing day.
Same usual morning routine.
Same old Cowboy heading to work at 2:30 p.m.
Thursday, June 19, 2025
My mood today: a mix of annoyed and over it. π€
Don't you duh me.
When the days blend together, it's hard to know what day it is.
Wednesday, June 18, 2025
Just another day in the land of meh
All the days are blurring into one lately, they're all just dull and boring, and meh.π
Tuesday, June 17, 2025
Thunder roars, and I listen
He didn't get home from work until 4:15 am, and then we got on the road at 8:40 am.
I don't sleep when Cowboy isn't home, or very rarely do I sleep, so I was awake until he came in.
I was out of bed at 7:30 am-he was out of bed at 8:15 am.
That's roughly 3 hours of sleep for me-and four for him.
Monday, June 16, 2025
Books are my escape from adulting
Some mornings I'm up with the chickens, some mornings I'm lazy.
I'm not like Cowboy and Badger, though, I never sleep until 10 am.
Sunday, June 15, 2025
"A father’s love is etched in our hearts forever."
I wasn't helping her, I've learned when she gets in one of her intense cleaning jags to stay out of her way.
But, I was semi-awake in case she slid in a puddle of Dawn or something.
Saturday, June 14, 2025
Cleaning spree: because a clean home is a happy home
Cowboy woke up, ate his breakfast, and went back to sleep in his recliner.
As it was a pretty day, I went outside to the she shed, curled up in my recliner, and read the morning away.
I assume Badger was in her room, apparently cooking up plans she didn't share with anyone.
Friday, June 13, 2025
Threw salt over my shoulder, knocked on wood, and still stubbed my toe. Friday the 13th wins again.
I don't think we had any bad luck, and we live with a black cat who insists on cuddles, so there was no avoiding her.
Some countries consider her to be lucky, though.
China and Japan, supposedly, not only consider black cats lucky, but also that they attract wealth.
Actually, I think Annabelle is letting us down on the wealth part.
Thursday, June 12, 2025
Progress, not perfection
Badger made the mistake of opening my desk drawer, she saw the mess, and flipped her lid.
I very happily shove everything I think needs keeping in my desk drawers, and my file cabinet drawers.
Wednesday, June 11, 2025
I think there is little harm in venting here and there about things, as we are all human, and it is good to express emotions.
I grabbed a solar mushroom, and a solar lamp to put by the front sidewalk.
I don't know why I bother, because the front yard is never dark, we keep the front porch light on until Cowboy gets home from work.
Our local Walmart does not have the pretty mushrooms.
Tuesday, June 10, 2025
Coffee first. Tuesday challenges second
I went to the CVS webpage, I call it patient portal, where all his meds are listed.
This was an antipsychotic medication-and definitely not Cowboy's.
I canceled the prescription-and forgot about it.
Monday, June 9, 2025
☔️ Coffee and rain: my peaceful escape
As Badger slept on the couch last night, when I woke up, I just played on the computer so as not to wake her up.
Sunday, June 8, 2025
"Trust is earned. My dog has it. πΆπStrange dogs? Seem to collectively agree I'm on the menu. π½️"
While we were there, we also stopped at Walmart, Badger was complaining she didn't buy TV dinners for the upcoming week.
She didn't buy one darn thing, so I don't know what she'll live on.
She's an adult now, it's not really my problem.
Saturday, June 7, 2025
A tad bit of rain. A tad bit of coffee
We've had off and on rain showers, at one point really heavy rain.
It was a good stay in kind of day.
Friday, June 6, 2025
"Burnout is real. Coffee tried. I need a nap."
We decided to mostly rest today, at least Badger and I did.
I don't know what Cowboy got into.
Thursday, June 5, 2025
"Errands done, house semi-functional—I'll call it a win."
The kitchen is finally back to being a working kitchen, so we went out, got our groceries today.
No more cold sandwiches.
We came home, and Cowboy took the trash to the dump, and stopped by to see his sister.
Wednesday, June 4, 2025
"I survived the Great Kitchen Remodel of 2025. Barely."
We owe Badger a debt that is not repayable, she tackled the entire moving kitchen junk out, and moving kitchen junk back in, not to mention the cleaning that went along with it, herself.
Tuesday, June 3, 2025
"The remodel is done! Time to rescue the coffee maker from the bedroom—and start the hunt for all the lost and misplaced kitchen gadgets."
They never update the patient portal, so I don't know what was discussed or done.
I do know that the last PSA result they had was from November, this despite his regular physician telling me that they were sending over their PSA results from April and May.
I sent a message to the regular doctor to re-send those results, not that it will do any good.
Monday, June 2, 2025
It’s happening: Cabinets, counters, and running water—almost like a real home, if you ignore the lingering chaos.
Much progress has been made today, even though we had to make yet another run to Lowes.
It's a good thing we're on the tail end of this thing, tempers flared, and the neighbors got a good show today.
That’s a DIY remodel—tempers flare, voices rise, everyone retreats to their corners to sulk, and then the work continues.
Sunday, June 1, 2025
"June 1: Remodel hell persists.Storms outside, chaos inside—send caffeine and a fast-forward button. π¨⛈️☕".
He says he wants to get a cabinet or two in before bed, but at the moment, that seems a bit optimistic.