Digit is great! So much better! Yelling for food ALL the time, and happy with his pain-patch which he’s still wearing. So, yay. It still hits me sometimes (okay, every day) that this is the guy I lost. The one I said goodbye to. The one I mourned. And he’s really here. It’s still the very most wonderful thing.
And while I would LOVE to show you pics of my newly completed lacy cotton cardie, but I can’t find the cord that connects the camera to the computer. Lala? Any ideas?
But I can show you this cuteness:
Now, Harriet only really tolerates the kittens anyway, so the fact that she rested her head on Willie, even for a few minutes, was mindblowingly cute.
(All pet-blog, all the time.)
I don’t even HAVE much other news. I am moving forward with the tonsillectomy (my second in five years, I always have to mention that). I am extremely displeased, and that is an understatement. Depressed and bummed is more like it. I know going into it how painful it will be and that makes me dread it more. No one can lie to me about ice cream and popsicles. I know better. But last week I had a throat infection flare up for no reason, and it lasted for a week, and I was pretty miserable and unhappy, so I know it’s the right thing to do.
But that so doesn’t mean I’m looking forward to it. Bah.
It rained on my way to work this morning! Warm, weird rain, that made me happy and want to knit. I’m starting to design a sweater for Lala, and while I have two motifs chosen, I can’t seem to find a third that I like, and I’m struggling. Maybe I just need to knit socks some more.
Yes, that’s it. I’m at work, and so far it’s quiet (there’s a new supervisor on shift who doesn’t like the radio or TV on in the background — I thought I would like the silence but the HUM of it seems so loud). No one is really talking, and the phones are blessedly quiet, so I’m going to sit in this rather uncomfortable chair and knit, and look forward to my homemade mac’n’cheese with broccoli that I brought for lunch.
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