Spook stayed on the bed very close to me, until I rolled over in her direction. When I woke up she was back closer to me.
Felt out of it for most of the day. It's good that I decided not to do band this month because there was a concert at 1:30. The place where the new teeth bit my lip is still healing, so that's another reason to not play.
While I was asleep Amazon delivered a pair of Campho-Phenique bottles which I ordered yesterday. Sunday delivery is kind of annoying. But that's the stuff I've been using on my lip. There isn't much out there which is ingestible and heals. The lip balms have wax, and don't do well on the inside of the lip. Clove oil is a great anesthetic but I think it
My American flag keeps wrapping itself around the pole despite having rotating guides which are supposed to prevent this. Went outside with the step ladder and screwdriver and moved the bottom guide farther down the pole to give it less slack. Too much, back on the ladder and another half inch back up the pole, and now it's working as designed.
KFC for lunch.
Great Clips for a haircut. Mine don't take very long.
Next door to Safeway, took my laptop, got an iced mocha and sat in the Starbucks section, but the wi-fi was very weak, so I left as soon as the mocha was done. Also disappointing is my view of incoming eye candy was blocked by 5-foot-high rows of soft drink cases. I did get some nice sightings of the woman who ditched a promising super-model career to become Safeway's queen of the self checkout aisle. She was wearing bling-infested skinny jeans and a cowgirl shirt. Not her usual attire.
Next, another short walk to Petco for cat nail clippers and a box of calm-down treats, which maybe will relax her enough to not remove parts of my anatomy when I try to clip her nails. She lets me examine her nails a little bit, but I'm not sure how she will react to being attacked with clippers. Also got her a Bolt laser toy.
Home, turned up the aircon, watched CNN and MSNBC for an hour as they wasted time reporting the 20 words which were new about the escaped prisoner who was shot and captured this morning. They all used the same mug shot, over and over. And it was so hilarious listening to the spokesmodels going all panic-stricken at the fact that he had been a mere two miles from the Canadian border, completely forgetting that the other escapee was killed by Canadian border cops. Stupid man should have headed for Mexico.
It had been a hot day, and when the sun started to set the wind came up and the temps went down, so I watered all the gardens thoroughly. Lee has invaded my rose garden space with some small colorful flowers, I think some kind of verbena, after her hubby trimmed the juniper way back (I had trimmed it enough to clear the roses). I gave her the okay, but I'm a little pissed at myself for doing that because I really wanted to plant more catmints and another rose there.
Was going to not take out garbage today because there wasn't as lot to take out, but then I remembered I'll be gone next Sunday so I'd better do it today.
Ran a load in the dishwasher.
Made some more caramel walnuts, this time only a double recipe, 2 Tbsp butter and 1/2 cup sugar. Almost panicked when the mess stayed as sugar crystals for a long time, but it just needed a tiny bit more heat, and careful swirling. Probably 5 minutes later there was smooth caramel with an undercoating of butter. Tossed in the cup of walnuts, and mixed it up. Probably could have used another half cup. Poured out onto the parchment paper it looks like a really bad case of the runs, but it tastes great.
Still need to take shirts out of the dryer and hang them up.
Overstock.com seems to have lost my futon mattress for the second time. :-(
Need to contact the musical themed suspender company and find out where the second design is.
The C-5A was again buzzing the neighborhood. I got some photos, but mostly out of focus.
Plans for tomorrow:
Probably no BASFA. There will be a lot of Pride talk, and I've had my fill of gay news for a while. I'll be really really happy when gay news is as ho-hum as interracial news. Which reminds me of something which happened to me in college.
Freshman year, before school started, I was dating a very smart, incredibly cute woman, and she was off to Scripps on a scholarship. She promised we would Do It™ when she came back for summer break.
Summer break, I borrow the family station wagon to take her on the Do It™ date. As we're heading for the pre Do It™ dinner, she euphemistically informs me that she has changed, she is now into women, so this is a Just Friends® date. :-(
About a week before she was to go back to Scripps, she asks me for a favor. This is not meant as compensation for her non-Do It™ stance, but a Big Favor for a friend. The friend is someone I have met, but am not at all attracted to. The friend has been diagnosed with a very aggressive terminal form of cancer, and she does not want to die a virgin. Would I do the honors? Apparently having met me a few times, friend suggested me as kind of a non-threatening, no-strings candidate. So about a week later, I borrow the station wagon, friend did not want a date-like situation, so we parked somewhere in a scenic part of Ravenna and did it in the back of the car, which I had outfitted with an air mattress and sleeping bags & pillows. I was happy to have done the Big Favor, and she was happy to not have to die a virgin.
Yes, I thought it was a scam, until I was invited to the funeral about a month later.