Master Manipulator

[days_unfolding]

I've been working on a grocery pick-up list on my phone, lying in bed. I need to bring up the recipe for the sweet potato-avocado-black bean burritos though. I'll do that in the morning and submit the order.

I couldn't find the recipe for the burritos. I finally found another recipe that was similar and submitted the grocery order.

Zara is snuggled up next to Mom. Aww. Mimi is wondering why I'm not taking a nap.

Mom didn't realize that we were going out. We went to the coffee shop to get something to eat and picked up some wood glue at Walmart for the kitchen rack. I had to convince Mom to lie down for a while, but she really sounds awful. (She has a chest cold and is coughing.) She was wondering if we could go to the movies, but I think that the audience wouldn't be thrilled with her cough. I lay down with Mimi for a while.

Picked up the groceries. They were running late because someone got into an accident on the way there, and when she opened the van door, the window shattered. Not that person's day.

Came home and unloaded the groceries. Mom wanted to go back to Steak and Shake and have a garlic burger, so we did. Mom sounds a little better, but she's going to sleep early to try to sleep off her cold.

And now I'm yawning. We're a lively bunch, aren't we?

Mom had thrown the blanket off the foot of the futon, and Zara was lying in the middle of it. Neither of us wanted to snatch the blanket from Zara because she'd hiss and smack us. I went to get Mimi's leftover food for Zara, and heard Mom's voice: "How did you do that?!?" Zara had assumed her eating spot away from the futon. I told Mom that us cat moms are good at manipulating our kitties.

At dinner, Mom and I were talking about climate change. I went and looked at trains to Phoenix (instead of flying there), but wow, they sure are inconvenient. And expensive. It would be a lot cheaper to buy a carbon offset.