Fri, Mar. 26th, 2010, 11:38 pm
I was suddenly overcome with a case of "Love my hubby so much I want to cry" and had to share it. Today when I went to work he went to the new apt to get keys and to measure where things are going to fit. And, in true Hubby-ness, made a sketch of it there only to transfer it onto graph paper when he came home. :) The reason I love him so much? In setting out where things should go, he set my rocking chair and my altar table where the sun would be in most of the day. (He thinks, but evening at least.) He set up where I'd be in the sun so my S.A.D. would get the best treatment, and without my even saying boo about it.
MINE! See everyone? He IS a Saint Hubby, and YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM! Mine. My hubby.
Wed, Mar. 17th, 2010, 06:28 pm
So, the whole boxing-to-move things has made me realise a few things. First off, I'm not the hoarder I used to be. Not that I'm not still attached to stupid stuff, 'cause I am. I'm just a LOT better than I was. For instance, when Tiger died back in '91 I kept EVERYTHING. Literally. Including her last bit of claw trimmings. It made sense at the time but looking back on it now I couldn't help but think what the HELL?? I still kept some things, like her favourite brush and her dish, and am reusing some others, her best? favourite? biggest? vet-trip towel is now for our babies instead of being saved, but a huge box-worth of things were thrown out. The only sadness was old missing her and a big chunk for thinking STUFF meant HER.
The second thing is that Hubby is still maHubby. No matter where, no matter what's going on in life, he's a constant. He found an IC puller (a work screwdriver bent into 90 degrees) in one of his kits and I said I needed it to lever some things out of the walls. "No, I have a cat's paw for that." Ok, then, lemme. "*grin* I don't know where it is." My hubby. :)
We're also having a lot of the same ideas on what to get rid of. One of his desks, one of the computer chairs that we basically only use for a certain gamer (B! You know it's you!), a chair his mom gave us... I don't know why, but that's actually very comforting. Maybe it's because I'm in need of comforting. Maybe it's because I'm such a HubbyFanGirl (Me? Nah...) Silly, huh?
Anywhoozle, I just wanted to post something 'cause I dont get on here as much as I used to (Blast you unnamed Community-Based-Website! :)) and I didn't want my last post to stay up forever. :)
Fri, Feb. 19th, 2010, 01:57 pm
We had to let him go today. Yesterday when I was cleaning his eye out, there was this big goop that came up and I couldn't tell if it was his inner eyelid, eye infection goo or fatty deposit. So Hubby made an apt and we both went up (kinda knowing what was coming). The tech weighed him, he'd lost weight so he was 6lbs 6oz now (*sigh*) and checked his temp, no fever, and we waited for the vet. Dr Curran came in, listened and palpated and told us Onyx had a heart murmur now, and his kidneys were shrunken, plus he was dehydrated. They could rehydrate him, but we'd probably have to make the decision in a week or so, and one of the final symptoms of renal failure was a coma. They gave us some time to decide, and since the only thing we hadn't done was a transplant, we decided to let him go. If money was no object, the transplant might have been an option but with his age and the testing they'd have to do to see if he was a candidate, it just wasn't worth it.
So they took him back for the catheter (the wrapping was camo, not the hot-pink it usually was, thank you for the nod to his dignity!) and Hubby said his goodbyes and left. Dr Curran gave my baby a general anesthetic, then The Shot. In between the two, when he was out, he stuck his tongue out! He used to do that when he was little, like he just forgot to pull it in all the way, and of all the pets I've been with as they Left, I've never seen one do that before. Pure 'Nyxa, letting us all know his opinion of things when he could get the final say.
He's playing with Ruby and chasing Cynnebar now, I know it. And ignoring Tiger as she tries to tell him how to behave. He's happier, but we're missing him. 18 years, 11 months and a handful of days... He's a good mama's boycat. And I'm going to miss him.
Thu, Dec. 24th, 2009, 03:29 pm
So Hubby's going to have to cut his hair. He's got an interview monday I think he said, and he needs short hair for it. I'm really conflicted: Yay for interview, possible job but... but... cut his HAIR! I'm not happy. It's just one more thing I'm losing, ya know?
And yes, I know there are lots more people out there losing a lot more than I. Doesn't make me any less miserable though!
Wed, Dec. 9th, 2009, 12:18 am
I'm so proud of her twin! She saw PaPaw early this morning standing by their TV.
For what it's worth, he passed away April 2008.
Sun, Nov. 29th, 2009, 02:15 am
I did it!
Yay! 50,694 words and it's only Sunday at 0214! I still feel like it's Saturday 'cause I haven't gone to bed yet, but hey! Either way I'm good! *happydance*
Tue, Nov. 17th, 2009, 03:58 am
Going into, but not counting, the 17th of November, I have 30,800 words written. With the form I have figured out, that means I only need to write about 1745/ 1746 words a Writing Day to hit 50t. I say Writing Day 'cause I don't include saturdays (gaming), Thanksgiving (visiting or avoiding relatives and eating way too much) and my birthday ('cause, it's my BIRTHDAY). So, 11 more days to write this its-not-going-anywhere monster (unless SKid wants to deal with it. I'm more than willing to shove it all in her direction once it's done!) and then I'm done for this year.
Which leaves me back to getting on my ass about Gifted. *sigh* ;)
Sat, Oct. 24th, 2009, 07:29 pm
|My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul|
|LadyElvan goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as werecat.|
|arcadian72 tricks you! You get a rock.|
|ariandar tricks you! You get a wet rag.|
|autumnslight gives you 2 dark green evil-flavoured nuggets.|
|bastcirro tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!|
|eea_goddess tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!|
|flann54 gives you 15 light blue cola-flavoured gumdrops.|
|flannelbutch tricks you! You get a clothespin.|
|fritzi tricks you! You get a dead frog.|
|grian_ruadh gives you 13 mauve apple-flavoured gummy bats.|
|iestynapmwg gives you 19 light yellow pineapple-flavoured pieces of taffy.|
|LadyElvan ends up with 47 pieces of candy, a rock, a wet rag, a clothespin, and a dead frog.|
|Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.|
Tue, Sep. 29th, 2009, 07:38 pm
Happy Birthday Sydney!