Monday, September 29, 2014

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Evil Pit Bull not eating cat for stealing her potato chip.



She didn't even eat him a little bit, though he deserved it. She got two potato chips for being such a good girl.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Friday, September 26, 2014

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Monday, September 22, 2014

Bosslady Bossin' it Up

IMG_0654

Little Wing

IMG_0674

A monarch lost her wing. I expect one of the outdoor cats caught it and ate the body. They're assholes that way.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

The Fingerbone is Connected to the WHAT?

The Fingerbone is Connected to the WHAT?
Great-great Uncle Adolph Russell Thompson's World War I draft registration card

All fingers on right hand off at or near wrist. That's what it says. I don't know what it means, but that's what it says.

So, I've been making up scenarios in my head for how he lost his fingers (or, rather, HAND). NaNoWriMo is just around the corner, y'all, and I need plot ideas. May as well mine weird family history for them, right?

Honeybee

IMG_0665

A coworker gave me some plants a few years back. She swore one of them was coleus, which should only grow a few inches tall. It was not coleus. It was giant, mutant, evil basil. I do not like basil. I can't stand the smell or the taste. Even pulling the babies in the spring grosses me out. This stuff is, I kid you not, 4-5 feet tall. And now it's flowering, which I KNOW, I KNOW means it will just spread more. But in order to pull it, I have to smell it, which I'm not willing to do. Someday it will take over so thoroughly that I will be forced to move.

The bees like it, though.

Sedum is Blooming

IMG_0661

IMG_0660

A Visitor

IMG_0645

IMG_0646

She was so fat and juicy and revolting that I had to get out the big camera, so I could get a decent photo of her.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

16561


I walked to work today. It was (as I may have mentioned!) cold and miserable. I decided I needed A Something, and I hit 10,000 steps on my way to the snack machine for Doritos. So that's the kind of day it was. Ugh. 

And then I got annoyed with being cold and did some rage walking up to the stairs to the 10th floor. Which was fine, but walking back down I hurt my good knee. So I stressed the rest of the afternoon about having to walk home on a bum knee. It ended up being okay, thankfully. 

I am driving in tomorrow though, so I can take extra warm wear. 

C-c-c-c-c-c-c-cold



Have I mentioned how cold it's been at work this week? It's been cold, yo. Really, really, really cold. My hands and feet are like ice cubes, and they hurt. I know 60F doesn't seem that bad, but believe me, when you are sitting all day at a computer, it's bad.





I have drunk so much tea and coffee that I don't ever want to look at the stuff again. I think I have done most of my daily 10,000 steps walking back and forth to the bathroom, because did I mention TEA AND COFFEE?

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Home Again



I'm back from vacation. Franny and Piglet spent pretty much the entire day like this. I think they may have missed each other.