Aaron and I had a nice, laid-back weekend. We didn't really do anything on Friday evening... we sat around the apartment, drank a couple of beers, and watched 'Life is Beautiful,' which is a terrific movie. It always makes me teary-eyed.
We wound up going to my parent's house on Saturday afternoon, and spent a good five hours working on an oak office chair that Dad garbage-picked a while back. We spent almost the whole time stripping the old finish, which was an ugly, yellowed polyeurethane of some sort. Blah. It looks much nicer now that it's down to the wood. Sometime soon we'll get to sand it and do some other repairs to the wood where it's gapping, cracked, or missing. It should be fun - I like having projects to work on.
About six of my aunts were down there, too, having a sleepover with my mom. It looked like they were having a good time. I think they were going to watch movies and drink wine all night, and that's always fun! Dad and Lou went down to Lexington, I think, and were going to go fishing all day. Also fun...
Monday, September 19, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Milo the Monster
Milo made it back from the vet OK, just missing a couple bits here and there. :-) I am happy to report that he is as monstrous as ever.
He was extra nice the first day that he was home, so I even let him stay in the bedroom that night. Normally he bites my toes, so I generally have to kick him out. He was very nice this time, and there was no toe-biting. I figured he was on the road to recovery, though, when he brought at least six toys onto the bed at 6:00 a.m. and started wrestling with them. Out went the cat.
I thought I would give him another chance the next night, since he was really pretty good the night before. He lasted a whole 4 minutes before he silently snuck under the covers and took a large chunk out of my arch. Bastard! I actually had to get up to get a band-aid! I swear that he waits at the foot of the bed until I just fall alseep, and then "CHOMP!". What a craphead. Noneless, I'm glad to have him back - toe-biting and all.
He was extra nice the first day that he was home, so I even let him stay in the bedroom that night. Normally he bites my toes, so I generally have to kick him out. He was very nice this time, and there was no toe-biting. I figured he was on the road to recovery, though, when he brought at least six toys onto the bed at 6:00 a.m. and started wrestling with them. Out went the cat.
I thought I would give him another chance the next night, since he was really pretty good the night before. He lasted a whole 4 minutes before he silently snuck under the covers and took a large chunk out of my arch. Bastard! I actually had to get up to get a band-aid! I swear that he waits at the foot of the bed until I just fall alseep, and then "CHOMP!". What a craphead. Noneless, I'm glad to have him back - toe-biting and all.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Escape from the Doldrums
Milo is off at the vet this morning, getting ‘nipped in the bud,’ as Dr. Bob the vet likes to call it. Poor Milo. He was very sad when I put him in the cat carrier, and even sadder when we got in the car. He was as quiet as a mouse once we got to the vet, though – not a peep! He might get to come home tonight, or if he’s still groggy and walking into chairs, tomorrow morning.
Aaron and I had a fun and busy Labor Day weekend. We had a wedding to go to on Saturday and the Kluesener Family Picnic on Monday. Uncle Frank and Phil had their boat at the picnic, and Aaron and I went tubing - which was a lot of fun. It was the first time I’ve ever gone, and although I can’t really lift my arms past my shoulders, I thought it was a lot of fun. Aaron decided to slalom ski after tubing, and was out on the water for a long time. Then a couple hours later he went out again, which was basically suicide. I may not be able to lift my arms up, but Aaron can’t move at all. The funny thing is that we did this exact same thing last weekend!! Abused ourselves on the water, that is, and then complained about it for at least three days afterward.
Anyway, so it was a great weekend. It felt even longer than it actually was, almost like a mini vacation. I definitely felt like I needed it. Now it’s back to the doldrums…
Aaron and I had a fun and busy Labor Day weekend. We had a wedding to go to on Saturday and the Kluesener Family Picnic on Monday. Uncle Frank and Phil had their boat at the picnic, and Aaron and I went tubing - which was a lot of fun. It was the first time I’ve ever gone, and although I can’t really lift my arms past my shoulders, I thought it was a lot of fun. Aaron decided to slalom ski after tubing, and was out on the water for a long time. Then a couple hours later he went out again, which was basically suicide. I may not be able to lift my arms up, but Aaron can’t move at all. The funny thing is that we did this exact same thing last weekend!! Abused ourselves on the water, that is, and then complained about it for at least three days afterward.
Anyway, so it was a great weekend. It felt even longer than it actually was, almost like a mini vacation. I definitely felt like I needed it. Now it’s back to the doldrums…
Thursday, September 01, 2005
People are Good
People have done a lot of things in the past year to rejuvenate my faith and respect for humanity. Most recently is the outpouring of goodwill for the victims of Katrina in the Gulf States. Check out http://neworleans.craigslist.org/hhh/ .
Whenever I am feeling especially down, I like to think of all the good in the world. People who have gone out of there way to help others, me, or my family, with no benefit to themselves. Folks from St. Al’s-on-the-Ohio have brought dinner to my family four nights a week for over a year. Every time someone brings dinner to the door, I can tell that they are honestly happy to help. People really step up to the plate when you ask for help, and it amazes me more all the time.
Whenever I am feeling especially down, I like to think of all the good in the world. People who have gone out of there way to help others, me, or my family, with no benefit to themselves. Folks from St. Al’s-on-the-Ohio have brought dinner to my family four nights a week for over a year. Every time someone brings dinner to the door, I can tell that they are honestly happy to help. People really step up to the plate when you ask for help, and it amazes me more all the time.
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