Quick Note

Sorry, I'm running late but it's a bit cold today. I woke up late and in pain. David let me sleep late so I'm not complaining. We went up to Austin to spend Christmas with my step-daughter and we just got back yesterday. Since her divorce, she's done quite well for herself. She's living in a beautiful condo and she looks quite happy.  David and I were a bit worried about her but she's doing very well. We went out to lunch yesterday at El Patio which has the BEST Mexican food by far that I have ever had at any restaurant. If y'all are ever in Austin Texas, go there for lunch or dinner. You'll be well fed and leave fat and sassy.

Mmkay, I finally got my fingerless gloves that I ordered from Amazon. They're Copper Compression gloves and they're wonderful. My hands aren't as stiff or painful anymore which helps so much when I'm trying to do things around the house. I wish there was a compression glove for my body. Oy!! Yes!! Yes I do! This morning when I finally got up I thought I was in a body cast because my body was so stiff and the pain was beyond what I normally experience. It was pretty bad. Took me nearly half an hour before I could move. Thank the Goddess for my pain meds. That's another item. If I seem to ramble it's because I'm hopped up on my pain meds today.

I'm cutting this short. I'm going to go lie down for a while with my heating pad and read. I hope all y'all are doing fine.

Wet Cat Wednesday - Christmas New Years Edition

Holiday Feast

Music For This Festive Yule Season

I wanted to share a little music with you all on this most wonderful Yule. I hope you like it. David and I will be celebrating in Austin. Have a wonderful Yuletide everyone.

Friday Funny

Dear Santa:

Apparently, my letter to you last year failed to arrive as you did not grant my Christmas wish. You did not take the evil cat with you after you dropped off the presents.

It occurred to me that maybe you didn’t want to take the cat, given his predilection for doing basically nothing, day after day. I get that. Who wants to put up with that insolence? If that’s the case, I completely understand so I have a few different requests this year.

Please don’t bring any more babies. The one you brought on Christmas last year has grown enormously and has become very loud indeed. He’s attempting to walk on two legs now so there is no safe place in this house for me to take a nap. I basically have to sleep with one eye open so I can move out of the way when the little drooler lurches in my direction, swaying side to side like a drunk with his hands in the air.

But don’t get me wrong. I like the boy, especially when he tries to feed himself. The spaghetti and the cheerios go all over the place and I scarf them up and that is big fun for both of us. So don’t take the kid back. Just the cat.

In case you need further convincing, I want you to know that I have suffered the feline subjugation for many years now and I fear for my sanity. Based on my observations, I am convinced that the cat is a serial killer, of mice and insects and basically anything that moves. He lives to kill. Perhaps the boy is in danger.

And no more babies, please remember that. One is enough right now.

I am not asking you for toys or rawhide. I’m not asking for big fat steaks. I’ll even forgo the request for lady dogs to move into the ‘hood. I just want my domain back the way it was before they brought Mr. Meow-Meow home to terrorize us all.

So, Santa, could you please just leave the door open after you leave? Could you do that for me, Santa? I beg of you. However, in the event that you actually enter and leave through the chimney and not the door, I would like to point out that you are exerting way too much energy entering and exiting the premises. If you would prefer, I would be happy to share with you where the secret key is hidden (under the mat) so that you could land the sleigh on the front lawn and come in like a regular burglar and exit through the same door which you can leave ajar so the cat can escape. Deal?

One last thing, Santa. Could you bring some toys for the boy? Maybe a stuffed cat so he won’t miss the real thing after you free the cat from the confines of this home. And no more babies, please remember that. One is enough right now.

Thank you, Santa. I won’t eat your cookies this year if I can control myself when no one is looking.

Nigel, the dog

My Assumptions Were Validated

Our incoming trump is an illiterate, ADHD riddled, idiot. That is my assumption after talking with a friend who happens to be a Behavioral Scientist who seems to agree with me when I brought the subject up yesterday at lunch. She said if you follow his speech pattern when he changes the subject ever so slightly when faced with a difficult question that he doesn't understand, or the fact that trump will ad lib by way of adding his own words because the word on the teleprompter is too difficult to read, or misspells a simple word and has a limited vocabulary while tweeting. Then yeah. That validates my first thought about the incoming president. Other than that he's a spoiled 70ish man-child that will be the leader of the free world and we are going to be black sooty smudges one morning because he made China mad by poking the Panda a little too much.

Wet Dog Wednesday-Christmas Edition

This and That

Well, it's official. That dumbass trump won the electoral college yesterday so he is going to be the next president.  What makes me really pissed is that Texas was the icing on the cake. Yes, these Republican ass wiping rat bastards went and wrote him in. So! As of now, I will not recognize him as my president because he's going to probably kill us by provoking China. He will remain Trump, not Mr, not president, but just plain ol' trump.  Hell, I won't even capitalize his name. That's how I will refer to him when I blog about him, among other names. I will not be taking anything that portrays him in a bad light down off my blog. In fact, I will be adding all sorts of funny stuff when I find it. So if you are a trumpkin, too fucking bad. Suck it up snowflake, it's going to be a rough 4 years for you because there are lots of people that hate the commander in cheeto and I'm going to have some fun before he blasts the planet apart.

 This was a 1/2 hour after midnight.
You can see it's 68 in the house.

Yesterday, David had to take the batteries out of the weather unit that we have outside to measure the temperature. The indoor unit was saying that it was 131 degrees F. He ran out front to see if there was a fire on our front porch. Nah, not even. I wished he had taken pictures of the reading so I could show y'all. 

So, this morning, I went to see how cold it was and the reading said "0F." I told David that it's so cold out that the thermometer was reading "Oh Fuck." It was really about 26 degrees F. at that time. The second picture I took of the unit was at 10:16 this morning and it was 35 degrees F. It had warmed up a bit. It never got above 41 today. It is supposed to be the same in the morning again. Cold as fuck with wind chills reaching in the teens. This weather is crazy. It's supposed to be in the 60's and 70's next week.

Because of the cold weather I had to bring the flowers in early. I never worry about it getting cold like this until January. Anywho, my Mexican Sunset petunias are going crazy trying to figure out what to do. They crave light, so I'm going to have to drag out the bloom light and set them up in a closet somewhere so the light doesn't hurt anyone's eyes. Otherwise, the plants might go into some kind of shock. It get's very dark here even though we are in Texas. In our area, we have a lot of low clouds. off the Texas coast

I found these on Amazon. So cute!

I had a doctor's appointment about my joints getting real bad 2 weeks ago. He's trying me on several drugs to see what works best. So far it's nothing. Arthritic pain in my fingers, knuckles, wrists, and elbows are to the point that it may be awhile before you see anything during the day here on my blog. I'll try to post as early as I can, but it all depends on the weather and what new ploy I'm trying to loosen up my hands. I need to go find me some hand warming gloves with the fingers ends exposed. I gotta try something, so that's next.