Scene of the "crime".
***my car is three cars west of the poles in the photo(which was taken today)...didn't park anywhere near them. :o)
Last week I disconnected our landline at the cabin and suspended the satellite dish service so this past weekend was our first weekend with no TV and no phone there. I only caught myself reaching for the phone a couple of times but I did not miss it ringing whatsoever. I have to admit that I did miss the TV a little bit though. I like to watch The Saturday Night Solution on Court TV on Saturday nights after we break from working on the house for the day. I took a library book to read and Chip perused his stack of magazines. We just hung out and had a glass of wine. It was kind of nice! Doing without those two items will save us at least a hundred bucks per month....As you see here I entertained myself with the camera this weekend as well.
"Knee-deep, knee-deep..." I'm sure you've all seen these by now...the Kritter Case from Clover. I picked my froggie up at the LYS last week and am keeping my collection of stitch markers inside.
Hobo at the cabin, worn out from playing with Petey and chasing cars(from the inside of the fence!).
Petey does this all on his own. I took the liberty of trimming his toenails while he was in his REM's....I am not going to have him declawed and so I will just trim them because he's pretty agreeable to it.
Petey in his "nest".
Chip and his spackle.
The boston fern on my front porch at home...yes it really is this green! I rescued it from a dumpster...hard to believe someone would throw something like this away.
Everything is breathing a sigh of relief, including me! Our weather finally broke, we got a little rain last night and it's FINALLY!!! cooler. I'm already feeling better.
I've been through a couple weeks of therapy on my left arm now. I guess it's actually "occupational therapy" not "physical therapy". What is the difference between the two? She's been having me do some squeezie-ball exercises with my right thumb and then she does an ultrasonic treatment on my left wrist after she has me sit with it under a warm blanket for about five minutes. The first time I went it was very painful but this week it's feeling much better. Weird thing happened last Friday...I was hanging something up in the garage to cover the window to try and keep it a little cooler in there and when I bent my arm it hurt and it got worse throughout the day so I called the doc in the afternoon. I was freaking out because it seems like my left arm is just falling apart at the seams. They couldn't get me in until Monday and by then the pain and swelling had subsided but the fingertips on my left ring finger and pinky finger were a little numb. As it turns out it was bursitis. Should I be having bursitis at age 43? Sheesh!
We've had my car advertised for sale for a few weeks now and hadn't received any calls whatsoever so I was preparing myself mentally for the let down of trading it in. Then early in the week I got a phone call from a couple who wanted to come drive it. They came the next day and drive it and left saying they wanted to think about it. I'm a bit of a pessimist so I figured that was their way of rejecting it so I again prepared myself mentally for the let down of trading it in. Then they called the next day and wanted to come look at it again so the wife could drive it. I was so excited! I was sure this meant they were going to make me an offer but again they left saying they needed to think about it some more. I know it's a dumb thing to get all worked up about but the anticipation of waiting for their decision coupled by the dread of having to trade the damn thing in has had me alternating between anxiety attacks (heart pounding out of my chest, sweating, severe butterflies)and utter exhaustion. A pretty dumb thing to get so worked up about, I know. Chip says "It's just paper." (meaning money) but I'd rather have dental work than go through the process of buying a car. Oh, btw I changed my mind about the new car. I was looking at a Jeep Patriot, but I just couldn't get over the disappointment of the fact that it only came with a 4 cyl. engine. It's just too large of a vehicle for that small of a motor. I test drove the Toyota Highlander fully expecting to love it, but it felt too big to me. I asked to drive the RAV4 which I previously thought to be too small, but when I looked inside and drove it I loved it. Then I drove down the street to the Acura dealership and drove an RDX(zippy little sport wagon that rode like a go-cart) and an MDX (nice, but too fancy and with a price tag to match). So, the RAV4 it is. It's almost twice as much as the Patriot but it gets awesome reviews so I think in the long run we will be much happier in it.
We're off to the cabin today to do some more painting over the weekend. We stayed home last weekend due to the intense heat we've been suffering through here in Kansas. It was just too hot to work so we turned the A/C up to 79 and retreated to the man cave and watched TV.
PS - I'm still knitting squares, although a little slower because of the problems with my left arm. I haven't given up home on finishing the afghan before the sew up party at Laura's on 09/15!
I finally threw in the towel earlier this week and made an appointment with my family doctor to have my wrist looked at. Sammy, my middle Jack Russell bent it backwards Sunday night when I was trying to snuggle with Hobo a little bit and the pain was excrutiating. Monday morning it was sore. It's been going on like this for years and is only getting worse so I figure it's time to do something about it before it's just too late. As it turns out, I have a ganglion cyst on the top of my left wrist plus something is up with the ligaments in my right thumb which causes pain there. Sometimes it hurts to hold a pen or pick up a bottle of wine (oh, the agony!). Doc sent me to a PT the next day who prescribed splinting both joints and limiting my activity (includes knitting). No marathon sessions, just little spurts of knitting here and there with icing in between. I'm supposed to reduce my knitting time by 50%. In my appointment with the PT today she did an ultrasound treatment on my left wrist and it felt like someone was jamming a red hot poker into my joint. The pain went all the way into the palm of my hand.
I read online that ganglion cysts have been treated with "bible therapy" where the cyst is ruptured by whacking it with a heavy book. So, I gave it a whirl last night and had Chip whack it with one of my larger books (Walter Cronkite's - A Reporter's Life). OMG, the pain! I thought I was going to pee my pants. It felt like fire exploded in there, and then it turned icy feeling. Very weird. But, it worked to a certain extent! The knot is about half the size of what it was. PT said it would be ok to whack it again, so I'm going to let it rest a day or so and let Chip let 'er rip again.
I took the kitty to the vet today for his next shot and worming. He has almost tripled in weight since we got him on June 29th. He went from 18 oz. to 3lb. 4oz. We set his date of birth at May 15th, and his official name is Pete(Petey) Metcalf. None of the other previous names really stuck, and both of us have been calling him 'Pud, or Petey, or Peedin', so that's what we made official today. He's to return in a month for another kitty shot, and then we will talk with the doctor about the snip snip. Still haven't decided about the declawing, but I'm leaning towards not doing it. Doc says the way they do it they do not "mutilate" them. I'm thinking maybe I'll just keep those daggers trimmed, or use the glue on nail caps. Anyway, he's getting along well with the dogs. Hobo plays with him and nibbles on his paws, and Petey chomps down on Hobo's tail and swats at his nose. He's just been a blast.
I spent the past week and a half or so at the cabin at the lake. It's three or four hours south yet almost ten degrees cooler. I saw the exterior thermometer creep up and up on the trip home last night all the while totally tensed up waiting for my car to explode. Today I have a sore neck from the ride. We've been working very hard on the place getting it whipped back into shape. Chip drives down every Friday after work and changes into his work clothes and starts painting. I was able to take care of a few things the week I was there, but I can't paint worth a hoot so unfortunately that entire job (exterior AND interior) is up to him. Over the weekend we installed the new bigger and better shower stall. It required two more trips to the hardware store for nails and a drill bit but we got 'er in! Mister Plumber Man should be there right now hooking up the water and drain (fingers crossed). We didn't think about how we would wire the exhaust fan until after it was in and the walls were sealed up. Duh. We are going to sacrifice the exterior motion light (which has never worked properly)and use that wiring for our new exhaust fan. Whew! I'm the tile putter upper in the family so once all the water and drain work is done I will lay ceramic tile above the stall on three walls, and then down each edge to the floor. He wants slate, but it's such a pain to cut.
Chip dry brushed the cedar posts on the railing in the loft. They were natural cedar color as we had never put any sort of finish on them. Now they are distressed black, and I love it. It looks so much better! The black bar right above the green ladder is for our antique rolling library ladder. We've had it propped up against a wall in one of the bedrooms for years wondering where to get the track for it. I came up with the idea of just using black iron gas pipe with two 90 degree elbows, two nipples (funny name isn't it?), and two flanges. We had the pipe cut at the little family owned plumbing supply place in town and then I spray painted it with flat black stove paint.
My 43rd birthday was on Friday the 27th, and I got to spend most of it at the cabin. Saturday morning the 28th I got up and did a little work and then got ready to head to town to buy groceries for the coming week. As I walked by I noticed that Mr. and Mrs. Wren had taken their babies for their maiden flights from the nest they built in nose of the upside down canoe on our covered back porch. There were four or five tiny little Carolina Wren babies scattered about on the railing and furniture and floor. One by one they'd fly or hop up to the railing and fly off into a nearby tree or bush. There were two little stragglers, one still in the nest and the other sitting on a piece of furniture when I finally left for the store but mom and dad came back one by one and coaxed them all because they were all gone when we came back home.
Best birthday present ever to be able to see the babies successfully raised so close to my back door!
PS - I'm still knitting squares. I need to do some blocking and take some pictures!