time keeps ticking away…

One month ago yesterday, we put me brummie lad, Simon, on a plane home. And one month from yesterday, me wee scottish lad, Grant, will be here for a visit.

As will his real parents.

And I can’t wait.

Simon started University this week. He reported in yesterday that so far, Uni has “been mint” and he’s “sound as ever”. (that means everything is good) He’s also coaching a girl’s team on the weekends and they won their first match on Sunday. Life is good.

Fishdog and I had pizzas delivered to Grant and Nizzy in Nebraska this week. I told you that I was pretty sure they weren’t spending much money on real food, and I found out over the weekend that I was correct. Even though pizza isn’t necessarily real food, it’s at least some form of nourishment. Once a mum always a mum, it seems. Anyway, they sent me a couple of text messages thanking me profusely for the pizza. I’m thinking they were hungrier than they thought. LOL We’re gonna do it again next week, despite their argument that we’ve “done enough already”. It’s just pizza… besides, growing boys have got to eat. Especially 6′ plus strapping scottish lads!

i’m falling…

For fall!

It barely broke 70 degrees today! The breeze is blowing steadily, the humidity is low.

And I am doing one of my favorite things: Sitting on my back patio, sipping a glass of Zolo Malbec, wearing a big sweatshirt, and writing.

I know Mother Nature is just playing with me right now. I know that in a few days, it’ll be sauna hot again. But I don’t care. Cuz right now, it’s perfect.

i’m falling…

For fall!

It barely broke 70 degrees today! The breeze is blowing steadily, the humidity is low.

And I am doing one of my favorite things: Sitting on my back patio, sipping a glass of Zolo Malbec, wearing a big sweatshirt, and writing.

I know Mother Nature is just playing with me right now. I know that in a few days, it’ll be sauna hot again. But I don’t care. Cuz right now, it’s perfect.

i’m in love…

With Aaron Sorkin.

Seriously.

I didn’t realize it until last night when I was watching Studio 60. I knew Sorkin created West Wing (which I loved) and which was why I had already decided to watch Studio 60. But, while we were watching I said to Fishdog…”Wow, this is some really smart dialogue. It reminds me of Sports Night. Wonder if Aaron Sorkin had anything to do with Sports Night, too?” (which I still contend is one of the smartest shows ever written…)

“Let’s IMDB it,” Fishdog says. (IMDB and Google are now our two favorite internet verbs)

I’ll be damned.

Of course he wrote Sports Night.

And guess what else? He wrote The American President…which is one of my all time favorite movies.

Oh yeah.

I’m in love with Aaron Sorkin.

i’m in love…

With Aaron Sorkin.

Seriously.

I didn’t realize it until last night when I was watching Studio 60. I knew Sorkin created West Wing (which I loved) and which was why I had already decided to watch Studio 60. But, while we were watching I said to Fishdog…”Wow, this is some really smart dialogue. It reminds me of Sports Night. Wonder if Aaron Sorkin had anything to do with Sports Night, too?” (which I still contend is one of the smartest shows ever written…)

“Let’s IMDB it,” Fishdog says. (IMDB and Google are now our two favorite internet verbs)

I’ll be damned.

Of course he wrote Sports Night.

And guess what else? He wrote The American President…which is one of my all time favorite movies.

Oh yeah.

I’m in love with Aaron Sorkin.

she’s a randy little kitty…

Why is she randy? Because she is, in fact, in HEAT.

This is me calling the Humane Society:

Me: Um hi. I took home “Shelby” (now known as Ginger) two weeks ago.
HS: Oh yes ma’am! She was such a pretty little thing how’s she doing?
Me: Well, she’s looking to do one of the feral cats in the neighborhood. She’s in heat.
HS: [long stretch of silence] Oh. Um. Yeah. I’m sorry about that.
Me: Spayed cats aren’t supposed to be in heat.
HS: Yes ma’am.
Me: Dr. Bart has offered to spay her for us if you’ll allow him to fax you the paperwork so I won’t have to pay again.
HS: That’ll be fine. Thanks for calling.

she’s a randy little kitty…

Why is she randy? Because she is, in fact, in HEAT.

This is me calling the Humane Society:

Me: Um hi. I took home “Shelby” (now known as Ginger) two weeks ago.
HS: Oh yes ma’am! She was such a pretty little thing how’s she doing?
Me: Well, she’s looking to do one of the feral cats in the neighborhood. She’s in heat.
HS: [long stretch of silence] Oh. Um. Yeah. I’m sorry about that.
Me: Spayed cats aren’t supposed to be in heat.
HS: Yes ma’am.
Me: Dr. Bart has offered to spay her for us if you’ll allow him to fax you the paperwork so I won’t have to pay again.
HS: That’ll be fine. Thanks for calling.

here kitty, kitty, kitty

So, recently I told you about bringing new family member into our fold. Ginger and Hector are now getting on like BFFs…

I wish I could say the same thing about Ginger and Pete. Charlie could care less. But, I’m pretty sure when Pete sees Ginger he thinks “Squirrel!”

And when Ginger sees Pete, she thinks, “Oh, shit!”

Ginger when Pete is outside:ahh. life is good. I’m just hanging out amongst the shoes being pretty. I’m so pretty. So very pretty…
Ginger when Pete is inside:

What the hell is wrong with you people? Can’t you see it’s gonna eat me! I’m not a squirrel!

We’re working on it…

Oh, and we think she’s in heat now. Funny cuz we adopted her from the Humane Society and they promised us she had been spade. However, this constant cooing and chirping with her butt in the air is telling us a different story….

here kitty, kitty, kitty

So, recently I told you about bringing new family member into our fold. Ginger and Hector are now getting on like BFFs…

I wish I could say the same thing about Ginger and Pete. Charlie could care less. But, I’m pretty sure when Pete sees Ginger he thinks “Squirrel!”

And when Ginger sees Pete, she thinks, “Oh, shit!”

Ginger when Pete is outside:ahh. life is good. I’m just hanging out amongst the shoes being pretty. I’m so pretty. So very pretty…
Ginger when Pete is inside:

What the hell is wrong with you people? Can’t you see it’s gonna eat me! I’m not a squirrel!

We’re working on it…

Oh, and we think she’s in heat now. Funny cuz we adopted her from the Humane Society and they promised us she had been spade. However, this constant cooing and chirping with her butt in the air is telling us a different story….

magic kernals

Over the past few years, I’ve really developed a love for working in the garden. But this year, I grew lazy. It was too hot and we weren’t gonna spend the cash on our water bill. But, the hard work I put into the past few years paid off this year, as my roses, lantana, and hybiscus flourished, even in the drought.

So, I’ve been quite proud of my green thumb, despite my laziness this summer.

One thing that I’m really proud of though, has been the fact that I can grow things I didn’t plant. Check this out…I’m growing corn.

I didn’t plant corn–yet it’s growing. I’m a damn fine gardener. Damn fine.