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 did my Sciencey Stuff Data Gathering and Ben did his chalk thang. Daughter made pizza for him but he was ignoring it. Around 6pm he jumped up, ran outside to the dirt hole and began madly sweeping the dirt into the air. I asked Daughter why he jumped up and ran off like that, she looked at her watch and said because she forgot to give him his night meds. Yep, that’d do it.
She got him to take his meds and come inside. By 6:10 or so, the Sun was definitely down and it was starting to get a little dark, with clouds coming in. I didn’t run his bath until 6:30 cuz I wanted him to eat. I took a few more pictures and edited the ones I already had.
I had a super Happy moment around 5:45 when the biggest flock of Parrots I’ve seen did a fly-by, circled then headed off into the sunset, joyfully squawking the whole time.
After Ben was clean and off to bed and Sven was covered, I did the Things and some of the Stuff, wrote an email, sent a couple texts, did some WP stuff, ate some more of the leftover parmesan chicken and cheese tortellini soup, took my pill around 12:30 and ended my Thor’sDay very early Friday.
I’m not sure what time Ben got in bed with me this morning. I know he asked me to go to the living room several times before I could wake up enough to get up. I also know I was a little late in giving him his meds, it was closer 7am than 6:30am. NBD. I put kibble down for Zeus and Officially Greeted him, before he exploded with wiggly whiney excitement. Goofy Mutt!
Then I uncovered Sven and did the things. The three worms from yesterday were under the greens… poor Sven hasn’t had worms in several days because he doesn’t eat enough greens to find them, and his aim sucks! They went on top of the fresh greens again, but Sven went for blueberries first. Or that’s just what he got first. Eventually I took pity on him and took most of the greens out of his dish for a few minutes so he’d have a better chance at the worms… he got two of the three, then I put the greens back. He needs the greens more than the worms… healthwise.
Daughter got up around 7:30am and after checking the eastern sky, overcast, I got Horizontal and started going through my email… and dozed off.
Ben joined me in bed, very wiggly and bedquakey, around 9:15. He kept saying “Gramma?” and I’d answer… but he kept saying it and pulled my shoulder so he could see my face… then he said “Gramma, I want more Pink Cookies, please.” Ugh! He woke me up for Pink Cookies??? Of course he did.
I went and got the extra box from on top of the fridge. Daughter was saying she told him to leave me alone. When she saw me grab the cookies she said she didn’t know those were there. Jiminey Cricket On A Motorscooter! They were in plain sight. In the same place we put them if we have them. I didn’t say anything… no point… I took the cookies in to HRH, who thanked me, then ignored them. (Deep breaths, Angie… deep breaths!) Ben continued to hang out in my room, watching his tablet.
I put Sven in the shower and he got all blissed out. When I checked on him later he was at the other end of the tub, and Angry! His beard was SO black. I dont know if the water got too hot or too cold or what his problem was, but I took him out and wrapped him in a towel, then walked outside with him.
Look at that grumpy beard! He’s so bright and yellow, but his beard is so black. He’s not sure if he’s happy or angry. He’s got complicated emotions, our Sven. I set him down on the outside of the window AC for a little while
Daughter came and talked to him through the window. We stayed outside for about ten or fifteen minutes, then I put him back in his terrarium… and he got grumpy again. Poor Sven!
One bit of wonder and awe occurred while I was outside… a dragonfly circled me. I live nowhere near a lake or pond. I have no idea where this dragonfly came from, but they’re special to me. A very magical moment, and I even got a picture. Kinda like my seagull picture though, so I won’t bore you with it. You’re welcome.
Around 1pm I put on some public clothes, mask and dreaded shoes and went to the grocery store. Daughter wanted to make more soup and we needed a few other things… like more Pink Cookies. Ben had his half Adderall and was chillin on the couch, watching his tablet. I figured it was the best time to go unless I wanted to wait til after he was in bed. Daughter called out of work for tonight. She said she’s feeling a little better but only a little. I told her it would be better to rest another day than push it and make herself worse. She has a great work ethic, but I’m seeing the “American Work Ethic” more and more as a bad thing. People shouldn’t risk their health over their jobs. And Daughter is a nurse. I wouldn’t want to be in the hospital and have my nurse be sick, especially since she has “COVID like symptoms”. Her test was negative, it’s some other virus, but still… as a patient, I would be afraid or at the very least, worried.
Anyway, grocery shopping. So much fun… NOT! I got the stuff on my list, (brought a pen this time and crossed things off. No repeats of the missing ramen) and even grabbed a pack of frozen beef bones for Dogzilla. Got home, got mobbed, went and hid in my room, got followed. Aw, dang!
Daughter gave Zeus one of his bones. And Ben spent the rest of the afternoon trying to take it away from him… I have no idea why Ben always takes things away from Zeus. Sometimes Ben seems like such a mean, bratty, bully. Zeus was not giving up his bone to Ben, and he didn’t have to. I told Ben over and over to leave it alone, Zeus was going to bite him. Ben got a straw and was trying to poke it into the marrow to knock the bone out of Zeus’ mouth. And of course the Big Dumb Dog couldn’t take the bone somewhere else. No, he had to stay near me. And Ben had to be in the bedroom with me. It’s wonderful to be so loved. Okay, that was sarcastic, but I truly DO appreciate how lucky I am to be surrounded by love. I could do with a little more independence from Zeus though. I also wish I understood Ben’s motivation. I hate to think that he does understand how mean it is to take toys and stuff away from Zeus and he just doesn’t care.
Daughter says she’s going to start cooking at 5pm, soup for us and “white chicken” for Ben. Hopefully the rest of the evening will go smoothly. We’re getting ready to enter the chaos time. I’m just glad there’ll be no Driving Miss Daisy tonight.
Love this song! Another “classic rock” great!
Not so much drama today, so that’s good. Ben is restless or bored or not feeling well or something… he’s been edgy the past few days. I guess we’ll see what happens. It will either build to a big Meltdown, or it will blow over. Nothing much on the agenda for tomorrow that I know of. Daughter is scheduled to work, but again… we’ll see. Maybe some laundry… I guess we’ll figure it all out tomorrow. ¡Hasta mañana!