It's raining here this morning, and the step is a sheet of ice. Every dog did the "bambi splits" this morning. Needless to day, the didn't go far to do their business.
I can't really say I am writing out my new year resolutions, but I am randomly writing down a "wish" list of needs and other possibilities for this year. Of course that is after a good strategic financial plan is in order.
Honestly, I told Hubby that if we only had one thing to reflect on at the end of 2015, I would be elated to write down
that we dug and built a root cellar. It would not only make my stocking up so much easier, but our preparedness level would rise. And, it would double as a storm shelter for us (which we do not have here right now).
I may invest in a dry erase board for Hubby too. I write way to many sticky notes to keep him focused on the current jobs/needs.
We were able to get an appointment for Aurora with our long time trusted vet. In his opinion, after examining Aurora, he prescribed an antibiotic and said he was 90% sure it would heal without the extra $75 cost of stitches. He felt she didn't need them in this case. However, she is inside with a cone on her neck (which we already had from previous cat situations) until it heals completely.
I'd show you the photo of the hole in her side, but it's not pretty. We did photograph it, only because it suspiciously looks like a pellet gun wound. Just in case, considering the suspicious flashlight trespassers just a few days before we found the cat like that.
This is the last Christmas tree to get put into to storage. It's about 21 inches tall. It was my Grandmother's on my mother's side. All these years Mom kept it, and my brother didn't want it. I did. As a kid I can remember visiting Grandma and Grandpa's house, and at a point in their lives, this was the only Christmas tree they put up. It was on their console TV. When I received it, the base was somewhat cracked and the light bulb teetered. Hubby worked on it last night, and it's working beautifully. There is a small crack under the base of the top piece, but I think I can fix that too. For now, after 30-some years (maybe close to 40?), it's still working.
We had one 1/2 pint jar of Whiskey Butterscotch sauce left, and with Son leaving again soon, Daughter (18 yr) baked more flourless brownies. The sauce is gone now, and I told Hubby I won't be making it again until next Christmas. I thought I saw him pout, ha ha!
I can't really say I am writing out my new year resolutions, but I am randomly writing down a "wish" list of needs and other possibilities for this year. Of course that is after a good strategic financial plan is in order.
Honestly, I told Hubby that if we only had one thing to reflect on at the end of 2015, I would be elated to write down
that we dug and built a root cellar. It would not only make my stocking up so much easier, but our preparedness level would rise. And, it would double as a storm shelter for us (which we do not have here right now).
I may invest in a dry erase board for Hubby too. I write way to many sticky notes to keep him focused on the current jobs/needs.
We were able to get an appointment for Aurora with our long time trusted vet. In his opinion, after examining Aurora, he prescribed an antibiotic and said he was 90% sure it would heal without the extra $75 cost of stitches. He felt she didn't need them in this case. However, she is inside with a cone on her neck (which we already had from previous cat situations) until it heals completely.
I'd show you the photo of the hole in her side, but it's not pretty. We did photograph it, only because it suspiciously looks like a pellet gun wound. Just in case, considering the suspicious flashlight trespassers just a few days before we found the cat like that.
We had one 1/2 pint jar of Whiskey Butterscotch sauce left, and with Son leaving again soon, Daughter (18 yr) baked more flourless brownies. The sauce is gone now, and I told Hubby I won't be making it again until next Christmas. I thought I saw him pout, ha ha!
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My Great Aunt made those Christmas trees for people WAAAAAY back. I swore I kept one of them, but now I can't find it and I'm a little saddened by it. She, too, kept it on her tv stand as the only Christmas tree during the holiday season.
My hubby will be happy to know he isn't the only husband inundated with sticky notes from his wife!
Ha ha, had to laugh at your sticky note response. I think I used all of my supply this past year, ha ha!
A neighbor where we use to live shot two of our cats with BBs. He was convinced we had made one of his dog's disappear because it would get out of his fence, stand between me and a door to our house in our yard, and wouldn't let me pass unless I screamed for Bro Tom to come out and chase the dog away first. Scared the snot out of me each time, but I would never have made someone's pet disappear. I would have called Animal Control, but I never would have hurt the animal myself. It wasn't the dog's fault the man's fence had holes in it that he never did anything about.
We did get the BBs removed, and from then on out, the cats were only outside when one of us was out with them. Glad not to live there anymore.
God bless.
RB
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