Well, a short note here to say BG is still sick but a bit better. He says he is better as long as he is vertical, lying down. Standing causes pain.
I packed an overnight case and my fave slippers and yoga pants with me to work in case they decide to do surgery and I have to stay overnight tonight. So we'll see. Has appt this afternoon for a surgical evaluation.
The gray misty weather outside is not helping anything. But, I guess we all appreciate the sun more when it comes out and oh, if it's going to be misty, cold and gray,
please snow! ;)
When the weather is like this, I crave pancakes and coffee from IHOP. I know that sounds silly but that is my comfort food.
Not much time for a lunch break here but just wanted to drop by and hope everyone is having a sunny weekend where you are.
Thanks for all the comments on stitching projects. They keep my mind busy. I added the one last night to a stack now, I have accumulated on my working table to be finished in whatever mood strikes me one day.....LOL
If I'm home this weekend, I hope to get this done.
I'm sitting in silence here, if only for 10 minutes until the rush starts again. Oh, how I savor quiet.
Yep, last night Miss Abbie sensed that BG was sick. She would just sit at the bottom of the stairs and look up then look over at me. She has not figured out yet (and I hope she doesn't) how to climb those stairs. I took her up there and told her to give him some "kissie, kissies" and she did. I think it was therapeutic for both. She definitely knows what kissie, kissies means. She also knows the word Treat and will head in the direction that treats are kept. She has a routine in the morning and at night where we have to play with Chicken 1 or 2, throwing and retrieving, hiding and she loves it. After all that she scans the floor for any crumbs or anything edible and cleans it like one of those little vacuum cleaners. Then, she will play with her toys and throw them herself with her mouth and then act like she is going to retrieve afterward. That is funny to watch.
Because her favorite toys, Chicken 1 or 2 have flossy tails, she occasionally will sneak up on the ottoman and pick out a floss thread. I try to keep them out of her reach but occasionally a DMC floss label will fall off around the stitching chair and she did crunch one up before I knew it like it was a treat. I guess I will see the number when she poops it out later! LOL
For Ren, I don't think he knew. He's just like, "Give me my arthritis medicine and food 3 times at night and I will be fine.....oh, and a freshly, Downy-laundered blanket to turban in!"
Well, my quiet minutes are over. Back to the race.
Till later,
Jennifer