Rainy Wednesday

Lacy is doing well. I have serious doubts that she’s 3 years old. She acts like a big overgrown baby but we’ll wait until our vet gives his opinion. The only problem we have with her is that she’s afraid of stairs. And we have a staircase inside and one outside. She’s become better at going up but still afraid of going down. So we work around it while getting lots of exercise by going up, down, around etc. I got her down 3 steps the other day using scrambled eggs as a bribe. Terry tried with doggie treats but I knew “real people food” would work better. Works on people too.

Off and on rainy days here but like I predicted in an earlier entry, California has become the victim of another drought. I can’t remember when we weren’t in a drought of some extent. I don’t believe much anymore from the media, politicans, etc. I choose the wait and see attitude.

Noticed some diarists have been talking about The Bachelor ending here. I read about some of these shows on a website (taught by my daughter, who’s up on everything). So I was prepared for what happened, but that doesn’t mean I liked it. Apparently, it was a contractual thing that the producers had planned. For their ratings, of course. Still, I think it was a tasteless way of doing things. The hopeful romantic in me, always thinks I will get to see a love story unfold. You’d think after all these seasons, I would have learned but no, not until this season. I’m done now finally. I’ll still do my crocheting to trash TV but at least the ones I watch don’t pretend to be anything but trash. I think I like the honesty in that better than being manipulated.

I had to run errands today. I try to save as many as I can to just make one run. Doesn’t always happen but it’s good when it does. Returned a couple things by FedEx since I’m quite the online shopper now. Listened while I waited to the very audible sighs and life complaints of the girl, mid ’30’s, ahead of me.
The only thing I do return is clothes and they always have a free return service so that’s great. Sent a figurine off to an aquaintance who’s son died recently. I love WillowTree figurines. I’d do a link but have no clue how to do that. The one I sent had an angel, holding a little boy, tightly. It’s how I’d like to think of my son and no matter how old they get, they’re always our little boys.

The game party is still on schedule for this Saturday. I actually had to get the iron out today. I bought a new red French tablecloth at Williams Sonoma, washed it and it was all bumpy-like. Therefore the need for the iron. Not used to ironing tablecloths anymore so I’m not happy with Wms Sonoma. I also bought kitchen towels in the same pattern and they’re bumpy looking and don’t absorb anything. Those are definitely going back, along with my strongest opinion to them.

Yesterday, on my way to vist the beloved twins, I stopped at Quest Labs where I had an appointment for drawing blood for next week’s cardiologist’s appointment. Even with an appointment, it was quite the wait. Just two women, handling the front desk and drawing blood. I’d be certifiable if I had to do such a stressful job, especially with people complaining about this or that. I just wanted to holler at them that wouldn’t you think they’d rather have more help also? I can’t imagine that anyone would choose to be overburdened.

Getting older really does have it benefits. Observing/listening to others has become one of my past times. I wonder if I was as dramatically complaining as I see now. I know I used to let things get to me a lot more. Now I just figure it’s hardly worth the energy it requires to get upset about things like I used to and this works for me.