It seems as though March has got its message mixed. Sure, it’s going out like a lamb, but one that’s just out of the freezer. Not nice. Not nice at all.
We’ve been busy, though. Yesterday the new oven arrived and Graham had it installed and the housing unit re-built in time for a late dinner. It’s a delightful oven, simple, cheap, and fit for purpose. And it did a lovely job of oven-backed fried chicken pieces, tomatoes and baked potato. Today it heated onion bagels to perfection.
Now he’s laying cork on the landing, and it’s looking good. We are leaning towards having cork floors in the bedrooms and studies, too, but we have time to decide that.
He’s been invited to go work at the holiday camp for the Easter weekend and the following week. And, like as not, for the two transvestite weeks later in the year. He promises me that he’ll not weaken and do the whole season, so I’m happy with it. I don’t think Dolly and I will have a problem with the occasional week, but anything longer and we’ll be deeply unhappy with the situation.
Dolly’s been a little poorly after a funny turn Sunday night. And then, just as she makes a splendid recovery, darn me if I don’t go and have a funny turn of a different kind this evening. I’m making a good recovery, too, but I’m persuaded that my temporary smoking relapse must end in the next few days. Dolly and I are feeling the unfairness of life just now. Old age is a real beast, for cats and humans.
How right you are about the weather.We have gale force winds here and it’s freezing cold winds at that.Sorry I was ,to hear that Dolly and then you had a funny turn.But so glad that you’re both on the mend.I am losing my voice.Very annoying that.
Old age may indeed be a beast for the body, but for the mind it commits wonders with clarification. My cat, Kiku, two weeks ago was attacked by a pair of wandering neighborhood whippets (new neighbor, young whippets). Vet told me she thought Kiku was a goner, but much like myself Kiku done went and gone and then came back again. I suppose she needed the vacation.
The whippets’ owner, by the way and at my insistence, paid the $800 Vet’s bill. I like the whippets, but I’m not at all fond of my new neighbor. With old age comes my right to tell her so.
AVT
Boy I hear that. My back is shoving me to the screaming stage.
I was looking at an Osprey nest in Scotland last night (my time) and there was snow in it. Brrrr.
As for getting old and or ill, not fun.
So sorry to read you had a “turn”, methinks you wanted to give Dolly a little reassurance she isn’t in this ‘old’ thing alone.
Albeit a lovely Spring day here in the Tennessee countryside, I’ve been afraid to buy my ferns for the front porch. It never fails, I get them hung, and then just like Murphy’s Law we will get an overnight freeze….
Glad to read Graham is making improvements once again , he’s a reet busy fellow !
Get well soon !
I’m glad your test yesterday went well, and hope you and Dolly are both going to continue the splendid recovery.
Congrats on the oven, and to Graham on the install!
Cranky things, these aging bodies, whether they be human or feline. I do hope you’ve seen the end of funny turns in your house for awhile.
Sorry about the ciggies. I was hoping you could continue to enjoy that pleasure, but sometimes bodies have other ideas.
Blessings on elder-cat and oldgreypoet. May you have “turn”-free times ahead for a good long time!
Hugs and skritches, ~ Sil
I think, and this is just me talking, that if I was 70 and wanted to smoke, I would, and would not feel guilty about it either
Hope you have a good one John, graham and Dolly!
Our bodies require senses of humor that sometimes I have to dig for.
Record-breaking heavy rains bring a flooded basement. Hours of very physical work cleaning up the mess have made me very aware of my age.