Well, I think I can offically state that summer in the Midwest has arrived. We have had 3-4 days in a row where the temp has peaked well past the 80F mark. Factor that in with the humidity and you literally get one hot mess. I was pretty fortunate up until about 2 days ago as I have 2 very large trees that extend well beyond the roof top. Then, yesterday, after I returned home from work, the house was noted to be a sweltering 90F. Sleeping at night was no picnic so to speak; I had to dig out the little fan and set it beside my bed just to comfortably get to sleep. Yesterday, in an effort to attempt to cool the house down, I brought it out in the living room. Needless to say, it really did not help much; I might as well have been lying outdoors. So, at the last minute, I decided to purchase an oscillating fan from Wally world today. I think my cat has finallygot settled down and I think I figured out why he was meowing all this while; his poor little body cannot tolerate the heat. At this juncture in time, he is sound asleep in his fave chair all sprawled out (yes, I made sure he was still breathing; I can see his ribs expand and collapse with each breath). So, I vainly put yet another $50 dollars on my credit card that I am trying to pay off just so the 2 of us can rest without having to soak the bed in sweat. I am amazed at how much it feels better in here! Ironically, its too damn cold in the winter and too damn hot in the summer; we have no happy medium here!
And stupid me, I go for yet another bike ride around the block in this heat. My goal is to gradually increase this distance once I get attuned to that routine (which, if my calculations are correct, it should not be too much longer). Then, I can bike over to East Lansing and who knows, maybe one of these days I could ride my bike into work (oh, hmmm....that may not work too well seems how I go for a Starbucks run each morning over at Meijer; I am sure with my strategic little mind, I could devise a plan to make that work; my God, I am a nurse, I should be able to figure something out:)
Glad tomorrow is Friday; ready for the weekend already. Have an open house to go to in Adrian; really worried my mom is going to start a fight with my grandma and cousin about her moving into my grandma's house and my grandma moving into her house. As I have said before, I understand why she did it, but I dont neccesarily agree with it.
Until next time....
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Just another tequila Tuesday
well, not really. But I do have to admit, it sounded pretty good. Today was a rather fun filled day for me, the cat and the house. The house should be thankful seems how I had the electrical system upgraded, a task I have been meaning to do the last 4 years I have lived in this house. I went from a piddly 60 amp box to an official code box of 100 amp. I should rest a little easier knowing that this was done; I won't rest completely though, until the bare wires that hang overhead are taken down and new, insulated ones are put up. The electrician states that in order for the new wires to be replaced, the meter box and the service I had done today have to pass an inspection with the city. At first, (and who knows what I was thinking; perhaps I had too little caffeine in my system) I thought he was going to take care of the whole kit and caboodle. Then he mentioned something along the lines of "oh it has to be inspected, then they will take care of the outside wires." Which, I guess, in my mind does make sense.....why hang new wires on something that failed to pass inspection?
As for the cat, well, about all I have to say is he really did not like having a stranger in the house. Nor did he like having my grandparents come to visit (odd, seems how that is where he came from). Brock spent the entire day, get this, underneath the bathtub. I just about panicked when I could not find him, thinking that the back door was left open and he made his getaway. Come to find out, he came out from under the tub while my grandma was getting her clothes changed. I think he may have startled her a little bit; the only thing she said was, "I'll be damned, I think I found the cat!" After the grandparents left, all he did was meow a panicked meow, like when i load him up and take him to the vet. The only thing I can think of is he remembers the scent of their farm and smells them literally on the furniture and the carpet (assuming that is possible)
And, last but not least, ME. Spent the entire afternoon and evening with the g-parents. They can make anyone's bad day turn into a good day with the little things they say and do. Needless to say, after spending a nice chunk of change to get the electric fixed, we all needed it. Like the chiropractor said in that dinner we went to, laughter is indeed the best medicine:)
As for the cat, well, about all I have to say is he really did not like having a stranger in the house. Nor did he like having my grandparents come to visit (odd, seems how that is where he came from). Brock spent the entire day, get this, underneath the bathtub. I just about panicked when I could not find him, thinking that the back door was left open and he made his getaway. Come to find out, he came out from under the tub while my grandma was getting her clothes changed. I think he may have startled her a little bit; the only thing she said was, "I'll be damned, I think I found the cat!" After the grandparents left, all he did was meow a panicked meow, like when i load him up and take him to the vet. The only thing I can think of is he remembers the scent of their farm and smells them literally on the furniture and the carpet (assuming that is possible)
And, last but not least, ME. Spent the entire afternoon and evening with the g-parents. They can make anyone's bad day turn into a good day with the little things they say and do. Needless to say, after spending a nice chunk of change to get the electric fixed, we all needed it. Like the chiropractor said in that dinner we went to, laughter is indeed the best medicine:)
Monday, June 22, 2009
I come from a long line of hunters, deal with it
I just spent the last 45 minutes sparring back and forth with a girl I graduated HS school with about the right to keep and bear arms on FB. Appearently, she thinks we need to have an overabundance of Bambi and that we should not kill these "poor helpless little animals because if you do that, you will separate them from their family." Oh please! hunting is essence to the food chain-its been that way for the last 1000 years. Believe me, when that dirty little bastard of a deer totaled out my car (which was paid off four months prior), I was out for blood. What about the crops of the farmers in this neck of the woods? I know a good many people who have lost a pretty penny because of crop damage secondary to deer and/or other wildlife destroying their crops. Oh but God forbid we do anything to control this population. Lets just let them mate and mate until the entire planet is covered with and overran by animals. Sure, but not in this chicks family...
She was also pissing and moaning about how I need to "be more feminine." Oh puke-this is the 21st century-once a tomboy always a tomboy. You dont like it,too bad. Remove me from your FB friends, but remember this, you exacerbated the entire situation. All I said was how it would be nice to go hunting and camping and you slandered me, by calling me a crazy wildwoman. I asked her pointblank what would she have to say if I told her I was a transgender; ironically, that question was evaded. She was more consumed with going to the supermarket to buy meat. Um hello! Those animals live in substandard conditions, conditions that go far beyond inhumane. They eat their own feces and participate in cannibalism. Its called MEGAFARMS and believe me, we have our fair share over this way. I can say this much, you would never survive in this house. I am who I am, like it or not. I got so aggrevated, I think my blood pressure skyrocketed to the point of being dangerous. If you cant take the heat, then get out of the kitchen so they say. Just remember this, YOU started it and exacerbated it to the point of being ridiculous. You will never step on my toes, not in this house-remember that too
She was also pissing and moaning about how I need to "be more feminine." Oh puke-this is the 21st century-once a tomboy always a tomboy. You dont like it,too bad. Remove me from your FB friends, but remember this, you exacerbated the entire situation. All I said was how it would be nice to go hunting and camping and you slandered me, by calling me a crazy wildwoman. I asked her pointblank what would she have to say if I told her I was a transgender; ironically, that question was evaded. She was more consumed with going to the supermarket to buy meat. Um hello! Those animals live in substandard conditions, conditions that go far beyond inhumane. They eat their own feces and participate in cannibalism. Its called MEGAFARMS and believe me, we have our fair share over this way. I can say this much, you would never survive in this house. I am who I am, like it or not. I got so aggrevated, I think my blood pressure skyrocketed to the point of being dangerous. If you cant take the heat, then get out of the kitchen so they say. Just remember this, YOU started it and exacerbated it to the point of being ridiculous. You will never step on my toes, not in this house-remember that too
Sunday, June 21, 2009
The Weekend
Well, another Father's Day is in the books. For the most part, things went very smoothly on the McGauley side of the family tree, although this morning, I thought for sure we would be contending with WW III. Thankfully, every one was on their best behavior and no disputes broke out. I am still disappointed that Ingham County decided to pave the road I grew up on. I drove down Baseline Road yesterday and today and found myself to be very appalled at the notion they would even consider removing all but a handful of trees. Seriously, trees are good for us; they have chlorophyl and if my memory serves me correctly, they also have a function in the oxygen/carbon dioxide chain. As I was driving yesterday, I felt as though I was making a trek out in a foriegn land; the trees by my great grandmothers house are gone as are the trees we used to have in our own front yard. For a moment, I had to ask myself if I were literally on the right road to make it back to my destination. Those trees have a lot of good memories wrapped up in their history; not just my own, but my family. All I can say is, my dad should be all set with firewood for quite a long time......
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