Wee Visitors and Wee Garden Stuff

Had company this a.m. A mama possum and a bunch of babies hanging on fence. The cat fence that cannot contain Finnegan can contain a possum. I have gate open and am hoping she'll get out soon. Maybe one of her babies squeezed through fence and she came in after it and brought the whole family? Who knows. Midge and Finn are pissy about being locked in the house. Which is actually pretty silly because it is rainy and they'd be snoozing away in the house anyways. I should have known something was up anyway, the way Midge was acting. She was doing her "Come with me, Timmy fell in the well!" thing this a.m. If I got her an agent, I'm sure she'd have a good career in pictures. She gets a little shook up when something intrudes on her little back yard world.

Garden is going to town. I have some wee veggies coming along and had some nice cole slaw with garden cabbage.

A wee tomato . . .

a wee pepper . . .

a good size cat who likes to dig up zinnias next to a zucchini plant . . .

and John's perennials he put in for me last year. See the wee head of cabbage back there in corner?

Took Bernie to the courthouse concert on the lawn Thursday night. He enjoyed it, though he likes marching band music better than jazz band music. Next time it will be 50's and 60's music. That should be fun. 

Dad story from mom:

Dad was sitting in recliner, in "thinking" mode. He said to mom: "I need to ask you a question. What happened to all my women friends?"

Kay :)

Funny Bernie Stuff and Other Miscellany

Bernie Funnies:

I served Dad some kick ass fajitas. Dad was clearly dubious.What did he say about it?  Bernie: "Well, I'll just say one thing . . .  it tastes better than it looks."

Took Dad up to Hines VA Hospital for a neuro check-up. The nurses are so sweet to him up there, and he loves attention. One was particularly charming, and Dad whispered to me, "She bragged me up pretty good. Maybe she is looking for a tip . . .?"

In exam room with neurologist. Doctor points to Mom and asks Dad who is that woman and what is her name. Dad did great, said that is Jo Ann, my wife. Then doctor asked who I was. Dad said that is my sister, Noreen. LOL He even was close on the year, 2012.

On the way home we stopped at Del Rhea's Chicken in a Basket in Willowbrook for some lunch. Dad used to go there many moons ago with his brother, Pat, and cousin, Robert, after the stock car races. These boys used to really get around!  It was good and we had a good time. I think the whole trip tired Dad out. He has been a little more confused and a little wired since then. It's like when a little kid gets overtired I think.

Mom and Dad carried on the fine Mallaney family tradition of sneaking out a piece of chicken in their pocket/purse, etc. Sigh. Their discretionary tactics are somewhat questionable . . .

Another Dad story from Mom . . . The paper girl is terrific, a sweet, tiny little thing. Always puts the paper in the box. Yesterday Dad caught her at the door, he was having  a walk around and was taking in the view. Mom came around the corner to see Dad handing her something and telling her that it was all he had. I'm not sure where she'll spend that nickel! LOLOL  Mom just happened to catch the tail end of the conversation and sweetened up the tip a little bit with some one dollar bills she happened to have in her pocket from the washing machine. How fortuitous!

John's new furniture looks terrific and is super comfy! That's my recliner, over there by the tree. Ahhhh. Comfort. New sheers and drapes are on the list, but no hurry, the green drapes do not offend.

 

ANTM pose.

Do we have to share our bathroom with BIG CAT again?

I took a vacation day today and came to John's to see the new furniture. The cats seem somewhat alarmed by my presence. They are so independent now, not wanting to be on a person all the time. Though Hera does still have short nursing sessions while sitting with John. My vision of having a lovely, affectionate cat to share my new recliner with are not coming true. They are one man cats, John is their person. They tolerate and like me . . . I think! LOL

Ok, now a confession . . . I totally failed my Healthy Wage Get Paid to Lose Weight 10% Challenge. Instead of waiting for the miserable end, I decided to just start over. Paid my $150 AGAIN, took another video weigh-in (ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH - John thinks we could win $100,000 with it on America's Funniest Videos!). So now I have to lose my 10%, just to recoup my $300 (penance, yikes!), and then I'll have to do it again to turn a profit. And so I shall.

Have a lovely weekend folks.

Kathleen

Would it be wrong . . . ?

Would it be wrong to disturb him so I could do some cleaning and sleep on line-dried sheets tonight?

Heck no! He got me up at 5:00 this a.m.!