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OH, the Humidity!

Today’s been a pretty busy day.  Uhh… honestly don’t remember how it really started, but I do remember Lisa and I setting up our “new” bed frame in our bed room.  We got the box frames (two twins, doubling for the california king mattress on top) and mattress on there, but then we decided to head over to my folk’s place to pick up a much more comfortable pillowtop mattress they said we could have.  Oh, and waffles.  My mom makes great waffles.

We weren’t just taking the mattress, though.  We were swapping ours with theirs.  The logical thing would be to load up ours into the truck and take it over right away, but I was much too hungry and weak to mess with it then, so we skipped that step and just headed over for breakfast.  We spent some time over there and, omitting all the other boring details, we came back home.

We got home, unloaded the new mattress and flopped it onto our bed.  With the new frame and additionally the thicker pillowtop mattress, I almost feel I need a step ladder just to get up onto the bed.  I don’t know how much more comfortable it’ll be, but it’s certainly a longer fall if I roll off.  Awesome.

Long story cut shorter, we took the other mattress back over, deposited a check, got some food, came home and watched people die on TV, and now here I am typing a blog.

Oh, and the humidity and heat didn’t make any of this easier.  Any of it.  Nope.

Here’s an amusing treat.  We took Ramsey street on the way home, and for those of you familiar with the area, you’ll know of the liquor store on the 22nd/Ramsey intersection, northeast corner.  Well as we approached the intersection, I saw a cop car pull through traffic right up to that corner.  I then noticed two cop cars already there, one with a cop standing by his door, gun drawn.  As I got closer, another cop got out of his car with what appeared to be a fully automatic rifle of some kind.  Not being a gun expert, and not getting a good look, I couldn’t tell you exactly what kind of gun it was.  Just as the light turned green I noticed a fourth car behind me so I drove off without delay so as to let him through.  I’m not sure what was going on, but they had their sights on a small car parked in front of the liquor store with at least two people in it, who had their hands sticking out of the windows, which were down just enough to let their hands out to show they were not armed.  I really wish I knew what was going on… but we had to keep driving and going back to look just didn’t seem like the thing to do.  If you know anything about this little fiasco, please do share.

Well, I’m out.

Stoopid Poopin’ Cat, Weed Highs, and Rodentia

Ever since we’ve had that kitten in our house temporarily, our cat Kloe will not use her litter box.  She pooped in my room (well, it’s the computer room, but we call it “my” room.  The bedroom would be “our” room), she pooped in the living room the other day and she did it again this morning.  I haven’t picked it up yet.  I just lit some incense in there to help mask the odor.

Yeah.  I know we just need to change the litter in the litter box.  Thing is, we’ve been waiting on a check so that we can afford to go to the store for groceries and things like that.  We’re hoping to get a check today.  Then we can change the litter.


I mentioned extras and there are a few.

This morning I went outside as I usually do in the mornings.  It’s a bit humid, but it’s mostly cloudy, which is really, really nice.  I went out back and walked around.  We used to express how bad the weeds were in our yard by telling people that it was about thigh high in some places.  Well, I just went out there and encountered a few weeds that were literally taller than I am.  I’m about 5’8″, which I believe is fairly average.  I’m not very tall but I’m not exactly short.  At any rate, a weed should not be taller than me!

Last night I went outside as I usually do at night.  Really, I do.  It’s usually nice out.  Anyway, I noticed Dodger had is attention over by the “door” side of the shed.  The “door” side is the side that has the door on it, duh… and that is the said that faces away from the house.  Anyway, he seemed pretty interested in something back there, and kept looking up at the wall or ceiling or something.  I really didn’t know what he was doing.  I drew his attention away a few times simply because I thought he was being stupid or crazy.

Weeellllll as it turns out, I looked up toward the top part of the back wall of the carport area where he was looking, and I happened to catch a glimpse of a little rodent face sticking out a little from a mostly enclosed portion of the carport wall.  So Dodger wasn’t crazy.  He knew they were there.  There were two other locations he took interest in as well… the stack of pallets and another corner of the shed.  Were there more creatures in those locations?

The rat that I saw wasn’t a mouse.  It was a rat… a medium-sized rat.  It was also the typical type of rat you normally picture when you think of rats.  I mention this because I’ve seen many rodents and types of rats out in the wild… kangaroo rats, wood rats, and others.  They’re all different… but this time it was the type of rat normally conveyed in the media as living in sewers and things like that.  It was the kind of rat people usually have as pet rats… like I had once.  Although I had a very large rat, and this thing in the shed wall was, as I said… about medium.

Anyway, it isn’t bothering me much being out in the shed.  I’m not worried about it ruining anything, really.  Don’t get me wrong.  That doesn’t mean that I necessarily want it to stay there and reproduce again and again… but it’s not causing any trouble out there.

Well that’s enough for now.