If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.
I survived last night’s trip to the pharmacy/grocery store. Just barely. Foggy glasses, runny nose (why does my nose always run when I’m at the store??), and sweaty under the mask (It was still 85F [30C] at 7pm). Grody to the max!
I forgot to look for the little Marie Calendar mini pies I like, but that’s probably a good thing. The pharmacist was able to fill the three prescriptions and had them ready when I was done getting the food. I saw several people with bare faces, all guys. Interesting…
Ben didn’t wind up going to sleep until 9:00ish last night. Little stinker. On the plus side, although I woke up several times in the night, I didn’t get up until 6:30 when the meds alarm woke me out of a doze. I got to Bounce Ben! (did I flip into an alternate universe?)
I didn’t give him a proper Bounce because Zeus was doing the Doggy Wiggle in front of me. I said “Good morning Babylove, medicine time, 1…2…3…” and doped his face. He then jumped up and ran for the bathroom…potty emergency!
I uncovered Sven and turned his lights on. He seemed in a better mood. He went to check out his food bowl and decided the strawberries looked good
The arugula looked a little worse than yesterday. Poor Sven! Nom nom time isn’t until 10:30.
I switched on the AC and Ben and I went back to my bed. I gave him my tablet since his was unplugged all night and only had 7% battery. We stayed there until Daughter got home around 7:20.
Zeus heard the door and ran out to greet her. Then Ben went to see what Zeus was doing. I just stayed in bed.
After greetings, Daughter went to her room, Zeus came back to my room and Ben stayed in the living room, playing with his newest Sweeney Todd Barber Chair (stuff taped together by me, Flying Spaghetti Monster save us). It wasn’t long before cries of “Gramma! I need HELP!” and “Gramma! I need tape!” were echoing down to my room. I grabbed my stuff and went to do my duty for HRH.
Around 8:15 I glanced up at Sven. I was getting The Stare from the area of the Judgey Corner
Sven’s pleasant mood of earlier had apparently done an Elvis and left the building.
Ben played and watched my tablet and I got caught up on my WP Reader. Zeus snored, Sven Stared.
The 10:30 med alarm surprised me, I wasn’t aware of the time passing. I gave Ben his meds, then took pity on Poor Sven and started the shower
Spoiled rotten is what he is! While he was enjoying his Shower Bliss, I got his nom noms ready. Today’s salad is a bed of wild arugula with one canned grasshopper, four tiny blueberries and three pieces of strawberry.
After his shower, I tried (again) to get pics of him eating. I got The Stare (again!), so I sat down. I’ll survey the damage later.
At 1:30 Daughter came shuffling and yawning down the hall to take over couch sittin’. After the necessary stop in the WC, she said “You have my permission to withdraw.” (Bonus points and bragging rights to whoever can name that quote)
I told her that I had given the noon Adderall, but not the 2:00 meds. (Hint, hint…don’t forget) I also told her that Ben had eaten 3 Hershey bars and some cereal. Highly nutritious…not so much.
I glanced at Sven on my way to my room. He had gotten the grasshopper and a couple blueberries. It looked like greens were missing too. Good! He had retired to the Pouting Corner.
When I laid down on the bed Zeus was whining at me. He had been caught earlier chewing on one of Ben’s wooden blocks. I told him at the time he was naughty (never say “bad” because he’s NOT bad). I think he was whining because I hadn’t pet him or acknowledged him since Ben took the block from him. Poor Zeus, a whole… 45 minutes maybe? of sitting next to me but not being pet. Rough life! I gave him his pets and scratches, told him I still loved him, but to leave the blocks alone. Big Dumb Dog.
Ben joined me at some point. I can’t say exactly when, because I konked out. When I swam up to the surface it was 3:36, so I probably slept for about an hour. Ben had been eating Oreos (how did he get them without my help?) and was watching his tablet. I’m assuming he was watching Ice Age because he kept repeating “Where’s the baby? You lost him?!” over and over. Of course, he could’ve been watching anything and just saying those words because he liked them.
Zeus pawed at me and barked. I asked if he needed to go potty and got up to open the door. He went toward the bathroom. I was like, okay, well I’ll go potty then. I stopped and talked to Daughter on the way back to my room, giving Zeus ample opportunity to get a drink, eat some food, whatever… he HAS to be with me. He won’t eat unless I’m in the kitchen with him.
When I got back to my room and settled, he pawed at me again. I got up again and this time I opened the door and left it open (afternoon sunshine and heat pouring in…ugh!) I guess he either did need to go, or figured he’d better make a show of it after making me get up twice, because he went outside. It always cracks me up how he comes back in so proud of himself, like he vanquished the Jabberwocky instead of lifting a leg. Big Dumb Dog.
Ben is having pizza tonight and it’s about to go into the toaster oven. (our oven is on the fritz) then it’s bath and bedtime. Today just flew by. Probably because I slept through more of it than usual.
Time to end today’s adventures. Not much adventuring going on, but that’s good. I’ll take as many calm, peaceful days as I can get!
In the idea of peaceful, here’s Iration. A SoCal band that puts on an excellent show.
Thanks for stopping by. See ya tomorrow. Take care of yourselves!