My psychologist got a faceful of me in a downward spiral today. I couldn’t get to sleep until after 3 a.m. because of all the “stuff” swirling around in my head.  Usually, I can shut this stuff down – I envision a tub with water and I pull the plug and tell myself that those…

Our fat cat Berta had surgery this Monday – a weird growth on her ear was removed and she had a dental which included two extractions. Poor baby; but she’s doing fine. Not in much (if any) pain, and loving that I’m feeding her on demand. Me? I am not happy. Prior to these procedures,…

I have watched 3 NetFlix series:  The Pentaverate.  Meh. A few funny moments and you do get to see Michael Meyers’ penis; but mostly so juvenile even I wasn’t amused (and I am, if nothing else, easily amused).  Cowboy Bebop (live action).  Kind of loved this one.  The action scenes are amazing – and I’m…

(Not that that was a concern for me – ever.) I am finding that gathering with family entails eating – almost always.  Saturday, my husband was at a family reunion in upstate New York, so my sister Karon and I decided to have a sleep over.  She came over around dinner time, so we went…

So I’m making lazy dinner (microwave to the rescue) and we’re having Boomerang Pies- which we like a lot.  For the first time, I really look at the box. WTF? Are these for Aussies trying to pass as Canadian or Canadians trying to pass as Aussie?

Today the heaven’s opened up and it poured for hours today. There was thunder too (although I saw no lightning). The rain was timed perfectly – I had a doctor appointment at 10 a.m.  I was home around 11 a.m., the thunder started shortly after I got home and then it just came down in…

We seem to have a theme going this week. Berta, our fat brown tabby, is in the metaphorical dog house. She is a very wicked cat (not as wicked as my cousin’s cat, but wicked nonetheless). Since moving to our new house, Berta has enjoyed the privilege of being on the kitchen island.  Something she…

If you know me, and/or have followed me that long, you may remember, some years ago, when my fluffy little ball of Fuck You, Mochi, bit my hand numerous times when I was trying to get her out from under the futon (where Leo had chased her just for the fun of it – Loved…

Remember my gas range trauma? Some of you suggested I call the gas company for help. Turns out, in our area, the power company does not come out and check on things for free.  If you want their help, you have to sign up for a monthly program (and you have to sign up for…

By “it”, I mean the appliances that reside in this house we bought. As you may recall, the microwave went snap/smoke/boom on us after a few uses. The house came with a gas stove and double oven.  Oh boy. Have I ever mentioned how afraid I am of gas appliances – in particular gas appliances…