All Hail My Mighty Feline Overlords

I heated up the canned food for Her Royal Highness because cold food doesn't smell as good to cats, but she still won't eat it. Sigh.

Now she's complaining that I'm not petting her even though she's the one who walked away. Ah, Harlee, you make my life difficult rich.

I guess that I do spoil my cats. The other night, Zara was lying on the lighter blanket that I use in the summer, so I used the heavier one instead. I told my mom that, and she said, "Really?!?" Well, Zara lives here too....

The Things That We Do for Beauty (?)

I was shaving my legs, and apparently sliced my ankle but good. I got blood all over the bathtub (but at least that went down the drain), towels, bath mat, floor, and the toilet seat when I raised my ankle up to look at it and say, "Clot! Damn you, clot!". I discovered that I have no band-aids, an omission that I'm about to rectify. I tried putting toilet paper on the wound, but it wouldn't stick, and I promptly bled through it anyway. I finally tore off several sheets of paper towels and tied them around my ankle. That worked. I wound up putting on my makeup with no pants on because I didn't want to get blood on my socks or jeans. It did finally clot, although it took its sweet time about doing so. I still have blood on my ankle because I didn't want to disturb the clot.

I mopped up the blood on the floor as best I could, but the floor needs to be washed. Well, it needed to be washed already, but now it really needs to be washed. (I'm hoping that when my mom is here, she'll vacuum, which isn't too onerous, while I deal with the bathrooms.) I was worried that Zara would come over and lick the blood on the floor, but even she had enough sense not to.

Off to get boxes....

Central Illinois -- Where the South Begins

Someone, I forget who, said that Central Illinois is where the South begins. Tonight I was behind a woman at the grocery store with a Southern accent. She was blonde, wearing a camouflage sundress, cowboy boots, and had a tan and tattoos. It was kind of cool to see her because she's someone whom I wouldn't be likely to see in Chicago or Detroit. I got a little impatient with her because after she scanned and bagged her groceries, she then asked her son to pick out some candy. (Couldn't he have been picking it out while they scanned?) On the other hand, her hubby was handing her stuff out of the cart to scan, and her kids were bagging the groceries, so they got out of there fairly quickly.

There definitely is a different time sense down here. People stroll through the grocery store, while this city slicker is tearing around corners throwing stuff in my cart. I was especially in a hurry tonight because I told someone on Freecycle that I'd be at home after 7, and I made it with a whole 3 minutes to spare. I saw a dentist on Friday, and even though he's originally from Chicago, he's also adopted the viewpoint that we can get the work done on my teeth in a leisurely manner. I'll have to explain to him that we have less than two months.

I'm giving away a adjustable closet rod and a Dyson vacuum cleaner on Freecycle. Everyone wanted the Dyson, of course, although I did tell them that it's old and the suction isn't great; it needs to be taken apart and cleaned out. One woman said that she'd "sing and tap-dance" if I gave it to her, which charmed me, so I'm giving it to her. (In San Jose, there always was someone who insisted that you have to give the item to the first person who responded, but the rules are that you can give it to whomever you like.) I also gave away a space heater to one of the people who works at the library, so things are clicking along.

Two Thumbs Way Down

Well, if the cats had thumbs (and I'm glad that they don't!) I tried giving the remaining open can of hypoallergenic food to Zara, and she trotted over, sniffed it, looked at me, and made a noise in her throat like, "Huh?" I then mixed it with some stinky tuna cat food, and she appears to be eating it.

I hope that they'll take back the unopened cans.

On the human side, three-cheese spinach Lean Pockets are delicious.

Yes, I know, thank you for sharing -;)