Mum met a bestie for her lunch today and then went for a big walk around town to look at some shops, she didn't buy much as it will all be on sale in the next couple of weeks. She bought a few little treats to put in her Christmas stockings and got the dreaded secret santa gift for a work colleague. Every year it ends up being the most stress trying to find the $20 gift. Mum stresses about what she buys, and always ends up getting given something with a cat on it.
Mum was glad to get home to see me, as her feet were sore from all of the walking. She nodded off sitting out in the sun and then needed a nap. She hopes it won't affect her sleeping tonight. Last night she didn't fall asleep until 4am, and had to wake up at 7am. It seems to be a theme this year, a year of little sleep. We hope 2020 will be a better decade for sleeping. So time to go and sit on the couch for a couple of hours.
We hope that you have a nice Caturday and do something fun.
The storm has blown over. It wasn't bad for us, but lots of floods in the South Island. Of course that news was dwarfed by the news of the White Island Volcano that happened this afternoon. How awful for the people killed and injured in the disaster, and we especially feel for those on their holidays. We hope that the police and rescue teams can return to the Island tomorrow.
Today mum and I were a bit tired. Mum got home at midnight and we both had our dinner. By the time she watched a couple of shows and read some of her book it was close to 1.30am before the lights went out and we were off to sleep. At 3am there were huge peaks of thunder and rain that woke mum up off and on for the next couple of hours.
So I'll go back to sleep again mum while you go back to work. See you for midnight dinner again tonight.
Mum finally got to bed earlyish last night, but it was hard to sleep as the weather was very windy and noisy outside. Worse was some banging that sounded like a door blowing open and shut, so mum got her dressing gown and slippers on and went outside to check that the garden shed was closed. It was, so she could not find a source of the noise and got to sleep finally an hour or so later.
When she got home from work this evening, she saw that the upstairs flat had a bedroom window open that was swinging open slamming against the house. About 8pm she heard one of the upstairs flatmates moving about, so went up to knock on the door. Mum asked politely if they could close the window. The girl seemed surprised to hear that it was annoying. Mum doesn't have anything to do with the people upstairs, they seem to come and go at different times and mum never runs into them. They seldom use the back garden, so that is mostly our space.
Thank goodness the window is shut now, so hopefully us girls will finally get some sleep tonight.
Mum just rolled over last night and closed her eyes to go to sleep and she got called into work. She got home at 4am and got some sleep before heading into work again this afternoon for a couple of hours. She feels like a zombie tonight though, and hopes she can sleep tonight.
She got me these new biscuits to try. Day two and I'm still eating them and even forgot to ask for my usual feast for dinner. Mum is sure that the enthusiasm won't last too much longer.
A storm is brewing outside tonight. Mum has closed up all the windows and pulled the curtains tight. She is on call tonight and hopes she doesn't get blown away if she gets called in. I've secured my position on my bag for the night.
Last weekend mum found this grey wool Christmas stocking. Mum has put a couple of little treats for me and her in it. She met her friends for an annual market visit today. It started out nice but 3/4 of the way round it poured down and they all got soaked.
So, mum was glad to head home and spend the afternoon mooching around with me.
Today was the most beautiful sunny hot day. Mum kept the washing machine busy and did the rest of the housework.
She then headed off to meet some friends for a lively dinner and some good laughs. She was very glad to get home. Town was busy, full of bars full of rowdy youngsters. Mum much prefers to spend her evenings at home. Me too!!
We are sure that Introoder cat thinks he owns our back garden. How rude!!!
As I jumped on the bed tonight to remind mum to switch off the computer and get some sleep, she caught a whiff of something and asked me "am I smelling pooh or jellimeat (fancy feast)? It is so hard to tell". Mum is thrilled at the thought of having to lift the covers shortly so that I can crawl on top of her and spread the odour throughout the bed.
The landlord came round this week and looked at the table which mum said was getting very wobbly and mum won't use it as it might collapse. She did say that it was a great place for me to sunbathe on and that it made a mighty scratching post.
This beautiful boy is Bob from the wonderful Bob and Sophies French Adventure Blog, which mum loved to read every night. Bob and his sister Sophie shared their walks in the French countryside as well as views of the pastries on offer at the French bakeries they went to each day. They loved to chase the cats in their garden, even though they never managed to catch one.
So our friend Bob got rather sick last week, and even though the Vets worked hard, it was his time to head to the bridge. So mum cried more tears when she read the posts about his passing, and this afternoon when she was walking home, her eyes started leaking . She did feel better coming home and seeing me, and I got a big cuddle (which I did not enjoy), and a few extra treats. More tears tonight when she read the post about his Vets last visit. For all of its sadness there is some beauty in the kindness of their French friends, such a beautiful post to honor Bob.
Today would have been our Gdad (mums dad) 78th birthday, so mum went out and got some dumplings to cook for her dinner, as he loved dumplings. When he would visit our city mum would take him out to his favorite Chinese restaurant for tea. One night before they headed to a concert, mum suggested that rather than having a filling main for tea, that instead they chose about 4 types of dumplings and had a dumpling feast. He grinned like a Cheshire cat all night.