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Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Sunday, July 06, 2008
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The 4th of July is one more anniversary, of sorts, for Sweetie and me.
Our late dog, Bonnie, was born on that day - or close enough - in 1993. Anyway, we settled on that date, as she was a shelter dog with no pedigree. It's made it easy to keep track of how old she was.
We had her put down two years ago, on 9-11-06, and we bought this as her memorial. It looks quite like her. I planted the lilies for her, too, and they have finally bloomed.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Patent Pending
Yeah, I'm alright. Just not much to say.
It is a beautiful for the first of July. Clean air, a few nice cumulus clouds in the blue sky along with seasonable temps and humidity.
Sweetie and I will celebrate our anniversary this Friday, the 4th - 15 years married and 17 years since we met. I believe that we love and need each other even more now than then and that's a good thing. All together now ----"Awwww!" Best thing is that Sweetie may even have the day off! For the first time in, in, in - in a loooong time.
Bunny Babies. We got 'em. Both Crazy Mama and her Crazy Daughter kindled last Wednesday, and there are five kits between them. (This was a Planned Pregnancy, with Grumpy Daddy as the sire.) Most of Daughter's kits did not survive, in fact, only one remains and his condition is still precarious. :-( Mama's four, on the other hand, are fat little things, doing very well. I'm thinking that Daughter will not be bred again.
Amy presented us with four youngins on Friday. One is black, two look mostly like her, and one is more unusual. He is white with many black markings, including a stripe down his back.
With Good Neighbor Nancy's help, most of the outdoor buns are thriving. Apparently, Jerry the Evil Neighbor "got rid of" Red the Bunny Killer last week, after Red bit Jerry. How? I don't know and I don't want to know. I do know that the yard buns are a lot more at ease now.
On the Knitting Front, the purple cashmere shawl is done but for the blocking. ! Being hexagonal makes the blocking process a tad more complicated. Pictures asap.
It is a beautiful for the first of July. Clean air, a few nice cumulus clouds in the blue sky along with seasonable temps and humidity.
Sweetie and I will celebrate our anniversary this Friday, the 4th - 15 years married and 17 years since we met. I believe that we love and need each other even more now than then and that's a good thing. All together now ----"Awwww!" Best thing is that Sweetie may even have the day off! For the first time in, in, in - in a loooong time.
Bunny Babies. We got 'em. Both Crazy Mama and her Crazy Daughter kindled last Wednesday, and there are five kits between them. (This was a Planned Pregnancy, with Grumpy Daddy as the sire.) Most of Daughter's kits did not survive, in fact, only one remains and his condition is still precarious. :-( Mama's four, on the other hand, are fat little things, doing very well. I'm thinking that Daughter will not be bred again.
Amy presented us with four youngins on Friday. One is black, two look mostly like her, and one is more unusual. He is white with many black markings, including a stripe down his back.
With Good Neighbor Nancy's help, most of the outdoor buns are thriving. Apparently, Jerry the Evil Neighbor "got rid of" Red the Bunny Killer last week, after Red bit Jerry. How? I don't know and I don't want to know. I do know that the yard buns are a lot more at ease now.
On the Knitting Front, the purple cashmere shawl is done but for the blocking. ! Being hexagonal makes the blocking process a tad more complicated. Pictures asap.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Allow mixture to Set
What does one do in a week? I mean, productive kind of things? Does "being productive" have any meaning? Why does the word "productive" come into play at all? Maybe because I am a citizen of the mid-west and around here, being productive means surviving through the next year. Canning, picking up wind fall apples, laying up firewood, putting snow tires on layaway. Artists and grasshoppers are treated with suspicion around here.
Here is my usual day. Read it and weep. Didn't I say I was kept?
I knit in the morning for two or three cups of coffee then tend to alI of the bunnies, tend to Sweetie and make up his lunch. See him off and then have a nap or at the very least, a rest on the couch. Sudoku time.
The rest of the day is mine until midnight. Sometimes I get shit done; some other times, not so much. Grocery shopping is my big trip each week. There is not usually another reason to make the Big Drive into Corydon, except maybe tax paying or evicting tenants. The barn bunnies get tended to again in the evening, between 8 and 11 pm.
If I'm still awake, I'll wait up for Sweetie. Usually, I'm drowsed out by 11.
My life wears me out.
Is it bedtime?
Here is my usual day. Read it and weep. Didn't I say I was kept?
I knit in the morning for two or three cups of coffee then tend to alI of the bunnies, tend to Sweetie and make up his lunch. See him off and then have a nap or at the very least, a rest on the couch. Sudoku time.
The rest of the day is mine until midnight. Sometimes I get shit done; some other times, not so much. Grocery shopping is my big trip each week. There is not usually another reason to make the Big Drive into Corydon, except maybe tax paying or evicting tenants. The barn bunnies get tended to again in the evening, between 8 and 11 pm.
If I'm still awake, I'll wait up for Sweetie. Usually, I'm drowsed out by 11.
My life wears me out.
Is it bedtime?
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