chochiyo_sama

I am pleased with my accomplishments of the day.  I called my mom on my way to school.  She's been so lonely and unhappy about her eyesight that I am determined to contact her more often to try to keep her cheered up.

She said she woke up so dizzy that she had a hard time walking to the bathroom and she felt nauseated  I told her that if it didn't get better she should call the doctor and describe her symptoms.

She told me Oliver Randall had died.  I didn't even know he was sick.  He was a really nice guy who had been a mailman for probably thirty years.  He was kind and pleasant to talk to.  He always spoke  to me whenever he ran into me. 

I stopped at Burger King and picked up a Mocha Joe for Susan.  She loves those things.  I like to bring her a little treat once in a while.  She has always looked out for me.

I also stopped at the Kwik Trip in Byron and filled my car up with gas.  Then I stopped at the Byron vet clinic and bought more food for my kittens.  My final stop before I went to school was the Subway in Rochester.  I got an egg and sausage flat bread breakfast thingy.  Those are awesome.

After spending a little time with Susan as she drank her Mocha Joe, I went to my room, ate my breakfast, and worked on my three inventory sheets.  One was for equipment, another for computers and electronic stuff, and the last was for books.

When I finished that, I organized some stuff on my desk and started cleaning out some of my computer files.  I have so much crap on there.  I also finished making one of my little books, the Gashlycrumb Tinies about children who expired in a variety of alphabetized ways.  It turned out very cute.

Ingrid called me several times, each time telling me that she would be coming back to West Concord on Friday.  Nicky called me all upset because her para shredded a bunch of her important documents.

DeAnn called about something, but I can't remember what.  I told her Star Trek was on in Kasson, and we decided to go and see it, even though we had both already seen it.

I left a little before three pm, I had intended to stop at the Variety Store in Kasson to get some of those little galvanized watering cans for my Riley doll "summer fun" swap.  I printed off some of those adorable little flower seed packets that I used in a swap last year in the LeeAnn group.   However, there were no parking spots near the store, so I just went to the movie theater.  I was at least half an hour early, so I bought my and DeAnn's tickets, pop for both of us, and a big bucket o' popcorn, which I shouldn't have eaten because it gave me a queasy stomach and diahrea.  Yuck.

DeAnn had a coupon for a buy one get one free blizzard, so we met at the DQ in Kasson and she picked them up.  When I got home, I first took a bath as I felt grimy.  Then, I focused on the area to the right of my bed which tends to get very messy--the kittens' favorite pastime is tipping over the garbage cans and spreading their contents all over the place.

In my cleaning, I did make a discovery--I knew that I had bought several little packages of kitty treats, but I couldn't find them.  I thought that perhaps the bag containing them had somehow gotten under the bed, and since I was down on the floor, I'd find it.

Oh, I found the SEALED bags.  The EMPTY sealed bags.  Certain small felines had CHEWED HOLES in the bags and the treats were all devoured.

I swear these are hogs in kitten bodies.

I did unearth their favorite peach fuzzy kitten toy, though most of the peachy fuzz has been ripped out.  Stewart hauled it into bed with me a moment ago.  I teased him with it for a while then tossed it down the hall.  It is now back again with Stewie AND the other two in tow.  LOL.

Tomorrow I will be finishing my bedroom and cleaning the bathroom.  Those are my two chosen tasks tomorrow.  If there is any energy left in me after accomplishing those two  things, I would like to dust the dining room and straighten up the table. 

I also want to get my mail, get all  the paper boxes out of my trunk, pull the garbage can back up to the house, and clean out the back seat area of my car.  I have a lot of pop cans  and stuff back there.

Hopefully Jim will take  the crushed cans soon as my little receptical of cans is about to over flow.  I just give my cans to Jim and DeAnn.  I don't make enough on my own to make it worth taking them in to recycling, and they have me over to dinner a lot. In return, I give them about half of anything I make and frequently give  them cookies...  It all works out in the end.  Heh heh.

Speaking of cookies, I would really like to bake some, but I am not sure my feline overlords would allow me the space to do this.  They seem to be very involved in everything I try to do.  Perhaps I will open the basement door and allow them to go down there and play (slyly "accidentally" shutting the door on them till I am done with my baking.  Hee hee hee.)

I must wax eloquent on the joy of Star Trek soon.  I would today, but I am just too tired.