Mum finished last night at 11pm. She rushed home to give me my feast and had a little relaxation time of eating cookies and fruit while watchingsome reality TV. In bed at 1am. Up at 5.30am, shower and then back to work.
A good day at work although the deep foggy cloud gave mum a very bad hair day. Finished at 3pm then a walk - library, supermarket stop offs. A feast for me and chicken salad for mum. Washing on and then a nap for us both. Now it nears 10pm and mum is on call. Go mum.
Me well I have moved from the spare room back onto mums bed sleeping on my towel. 20 hours sleep. Job done.
Today I have been helping mum out. She tried to sleep in but I worked her up at 6am,7am and 8am. Then I showed her my food bowl on the way to the shower and on the way back. I sat on her while she read her book and then came and smooches on her slippers. All that work - now I better have a 10 hour nap.
Mum has been loving the skies lately. The particular blues that only seem to show themselves as summer approaches. Today was a good day at work for her, a walk afterwards and then the usual supermarket visit. She checked one of her lottery tickets and it was a whole $32 win!!! So instead of beans on toast mum made some Mexican mince and vegetables for herself and a fancy feast for me. Lucky us!!!
Mum went out today to the yearly fair. Her and her beasties always meet up and have a wander. She went past a couple of cordoned off areas. The one above is half way through being pulled down because of damage
Others are like this with some obvious external damage and closed inside . There were a couple with bad cracks but mum did not want to linger out outside them long enough to take a photo.
She then did a wander and came home and took a nap with me . We then we're woken up by a 5.5 aftershock, just a reminder that things are not quite back to normal yet.
Mum is glad that it has been a relaxing weekend . She has a solid 14 day stretch of work and shift ahead . So lots of work before a wee break.
Happy Caturday my lovelies. We hope you got to or are having a lovely day. Mum and I had the best sleep in in ages, although I did wake her up at 6am to tell her it was morning time.
After her shower and a couple of loads of washing mum had some breakfast. The courier dropped off the new plug for the computer but alas that hasn't fixed the problem so it looks like mum might need a new computer. She thinks though she will have to wait until the Christmas sales. Oh man.
She did get a few presents when she was out. She then walked home and came and served up my feast. Tonight we are relaxing and mum is thinking she should dig out the Christmas decorations.
One of mums beasties lost her sweet girl Mollie a few weeks ago. Mollie was a sweetie, she had lost one leg after an accident when she was little. She had a great life as a three legged cat. But she got sick this year and it broke our friends heart to have to take miss mollie for her final visit to the vet.
Last night she got to bring these two lovely fellows home to join her family. Say hello to George and Louie.
Mum says she can'take wait to meet these two boys sometime.
Last night skies seemed full of rain. It had not started when we went to bed, but I went out at 5am and got wet, so made sure I came in and woke mum up to tell her. She was getting up at 5.30 am anyway.
Well mum had a lovely day at work and went out for a walk on the way home. She caught two of the neighbors playing on the steps by our house.
She got to meet a sweet friend today. Blogging is fun, and we are grateful for all of our new friends we have made.
As soon as she got in the door I was begging for my feast. Mum had the leftover salad that she had made last night, so dinner was easy for her. She went to plug the laptop on and it was dead. We think it is the plug, so mum has ordered another one and will have to continue to post on the phone.
Oh man there are always extra bills to sort. Still a plug is cheaper than a new laptop so fingers crossed that will fix the problem.
Hahaha check out how big the weeds are!! Bigger than the plants!! The gardener hasn't been around in a while, but I have a little warm spot to sit in in the garden.
Golly it was a good day today. Mum did not have to work, after working yesterday, so she was pleased that her day off was warm and sunny. She got herself up early bird and had a leisurely breakfast and shower. She got piles of washing out onto the line to get some fresh air and breezes on it. That is when I came out into the garden to get my exercise and rest.
Mum then took herself off for a lovely seaside walk and a bit of shopping. She found a nice $29 jacket and a new mug for work. She doesn't drink hot drinks, but likes to use her own big cup for cold water so that she drinks enough. Her last one got stolen, so she hopes that this one lasts longer. She stopped off at the supermarket for some fruit and veg, and made herself a big beef Thai salad for her dinner, and has some left over for tomorrow night too. I got my feast.
After dinner the dishes were done, and mum brought all the washing in. She got to speak to a bestie for a while and then decided to water the garden. All was going well until she put the hose down, and went to turn it off. It spun round and wet mums new sandals and soaked her through the back of her pants and top. Hahaha poor old wet mum. So now she is trying to dry herself off. Me - well I was inside as I went back to bed at 6pm after I had my dinner.
So mum got up at early bird time and headed off to work today. She had been rostered the weekend off, but helped out a colleague. It also helped out mum as she is trying to get the funds in order, and she earns more to work on a Saturday and Sunday. The bonus too is that she gets Monday off to relax with me.
Last night was super windy in the city and when mum got home and opened the door she noticed that her television aerial had broken off its mooring and was all droopy. Now mum is a shorty and in thinking of a solution she grabbed the broom and was able to push the aerial back up and move it onto the roof, so that at least gravity would not break the cables. Best of all when she switched the tv on it worked ok. Good job mum.
So then she did a stir fry of about 6 vegetables and prawns. None for me, I just fancy the feast.
I have a little secret to share with you. My mumster said that I had to fess up and let our friends know about my little problem.
You see I often come in from the bathroom a little bit dirty, and can leave a little dirty spot when I sit down. It drives mum crazy, and she will chase me round to clean me up, which I am not a fan of, and she has to come and clean up where I have been sleeping or sitting. I am only allowed on the sheets if I am clean and mum is supervising.
So mum has put the fleecy blankie on the spare room bed. I avoided it the first night, but mum has caught me sleeping on it the past day, which is good. It is far easier for mum to wash if she needs to, and she is pleased that I am happy.
Mum came in last night and lay down next to me for a half hour and rubbed my head while she read her book, this made me purr and be happy. Mum said I didn't howl at all last night, so she is going to try it again tonight. Maybe that was just what I needed, a little bit of snuggling before I go to sleep.
Hope you had a lovely Caturday and did something fun!!
Today was the first of your birthdays when you weren't here to share it with you. I hope you hear me wish you a happy birthday anyway, wherever you are, I am still sending you all my love. This time last year we only had another 12 weeks to spend with you before you had to go and that time flew by. We wish we had more, but after a quick diagnosis things progressed quickly and I think though that would have been what you would have wanted. I hope you know I was there holding your hand as you left, that you were not alone.
Thank you for giving me a love of books. I have got your habit of getting big pile and working through them, although not at the speed that you read at, and I can't watch tv and read at the same time, a magical skill you seemed to master. With summer approaching I keep looking at my pale skin and freckles and are reminded that you knew as soon as I was born that I was yours, as our skin was exactly the same in the need for lots of sunblock. Then I grew up and realized how similar we were, the same shy reserved personalities, although you had your loud decades when you were the life and soul of most parties, but lately you returned to being quiet again, and I felt like I could often read your mind by the look on your face.
You taught us about love. For seeing our mum out the window of a bus and saying that was the girl you were going to marry, and you did even if you had to get a court order as none of the families approved. You were with her til her death 44 years later, taking care of her even when times were hard. We were a bit surprised when you remarried a couple of years later, and not because you found someone, cos good on you if you can find love in your late sixties, but more because you changed a bit to fit into her life doing things that were a bit un-dad like. When that marriage ended, you moved on and settled into life pottering round by yourself and returning to your true self. Then in your last year you found a new girlfriend who helped you have a happy year. That gives us hope, that you can find love at 73, that age is no limit even if you had to put up with a pottery pig in the garden, you did it with grace.
I miss the weekly phone calls on Sunday night, solving the worlds problems and discussing what we had for dinner. They always ended my week well, and I felt refreshed starting out for another week hearing your wise words, you always made me feel centered and calm, and now I have no one to do that for me, so part of me feels empty. We loved when you came to visit us too, Miss Poppy loved sleeping on your pajamas and wasn't scared of you.
I keep seeing a few butterflies - are you sending them? On the day we took you in the ambulance a butterfly danced around the door and followed it out onto the road, and we kept seeing butterflies for weeks afterwards. I'd love to think you are a butterfly, enjoying the sun and flowers.
Lucky old mumster. She gets to go and see superstar Adele when she tours here in March next year. Her wonderful nephew managed to book them online, so she and her besties are going for a weekend trip. It is mums birthday + Christmas present to herself. Not only does Mum get to go and see her in Auckland, but two weeks before, she is going to Adelaide to visit with her sister in law and they are going to go and see her there as well.
There are not many artists mum really wants to see, but she had watched Adeles New York concert just as the weekend, and has watched it about 10 times in total. She thought that if she ever had the chance she would love to be able to see her. Just last week it was announced that she would come to little old New Zealand, and that tickets went on sale this week. They went on sale today, and sold out in 23 minutes - 3 concerts. Just amazing. Mums friends are very excited too, so that makes mum happy as well.
She is mumbling something about booking me into the cat motel - say what??!!!!
After writing last nights post about my love affair with the spare room and the quilt, mum went into the spare room to give me a pat. That is where she spied a trail of half digested cat biscuits. So into the washing machine it went, and now it is drying on the line. I am very distressed, having a little sulk. It is not going to smell the same now it has been whizzed around. The love affair might be over. Watch this space.
Mum says I am a little obsessed about living in the spare room. Now that some visitors have left their smell on the pillows and bed, I barely come out of the room. Mum sees me in the morning for about 10 minutes, and I pop out a couple of times in the evening, but only for a few minutes. I then run back in and curl up in the bed.
Mum went to work and then popped into the supermarket. She was going to do a stir fry but decided that she felt like chicken, broccoli and pasta which was quicker and filled her up.
Now she is thinking she might tuck herself into bed before 10:30pm and read her book. I'll be snoring next door.