Grumblers

Every morning I am woken up by either Squeak or Elmo grumbling. They are growling at the other cats. If I don't get up the grumbles turn to hisses and spits. In Squeaks case screeches. Drives me up the wall. This week, the culprit is getting put in the bathroom for a few hours until the tempers calm down. Frustrating but I get more sleep.

Cat sitting

Since there is a firebug in town I have been catsitting little Honey. she lives at my parents shop and they are worried that something could happen to her.

So, home with Kammy she goes. Don't get me wrong. Honey loves it here. She bullies the resident cats. Takes over my bed and eats me out of house and home. Just when I am ready to say, time to go back, she curls up in my arms and snuggles.

Bert tolerates her but has warned me that if a dog comes here, he will pee in my shoes.

Gardening weekend

May 24th. Victoria day. I call it Gardening day. When We get to put out annuals with the least worry of frost.

I got my weeding done, annuals and veggies planted. My wildflower garden seeded and some pruning done. Whew!!!! A busy 3 days. Fun though. Greg got involved this year and I liked that for a change.

Getting things in order.

I think it's one of the hardest things a person can do. Start to get things in order for when you are gone. It should always be in order really. You don't know when you wake up in the morning if you are going to be there that night. Or when you go to bed at night, if you will wake up in the morning.
I remember a lovely young girl years ago that posted on the boards. She was getting married and a week before her wedding she was killed in a traffic accident.

I have at least some time to get the paperwork together for Greg. So he has the wills and the house deed as well as the insurance etc. That is the easy part.

The harder part is the little things I need to get rid of and get cleaned up. The make up I don't use. The clothes I no longer wear, The junk I have accumulated over the years. Time to get rid of it all.

It's also time to start using the things I have saved over the years. No sense saving it for when I am gone.

Windy Weather

Winds are gusting 60 to 80 km. The power went out this morning and of course my alarm clock went out with it. That's ok. Dear old Bert made sure I was up by knocking things off the dresser. Wasn't he so thoughtful to make sure I was up to feed him?

Things about me I want others to know

I feel like I won't be around as long as I wanted to be, I think I will use this blog once and awhile to talk about myself. Things I want remembered.

I was born December 12, 1965. In the middle of a big snowstorm. No, I don't like winter that much. I accept it but I am not a big winter person. Autumn is my favourite time of the year. When the leaves are falling and the air is crisp. I love the rustle sound when you walk through the leaves at night.

As for the rest of the seasons, I do love the stillness of a winter's night. Unfortunatly most of my neighbours do not and love to start their snowblowers at 3 am. I love spring flowers. I seem to need them. They give me hope that the dampness and winter is finally over. Summer. Well I am not into the hot days but I love listening to a thunderstorm coming through late at night.

I think I have always felt that way. Most of the time I just accept the weather here along the Great Lakes. It was my choice to live here because it was easier then trying to move to a strange area and find a job and carve my life out. My friends and family lived here so it made sense to stay here too. I learned along time ago to accept things I can't change, like the weather. It makes Greg miserable because he can't accept anything he can't change or control.

My Lady is gone

I lost my Lady Minnie just after Easter. Three thirty am on April 6, 2010.

She had a bad weekend where she didn't want to eat. Then she felt better on Sun and was eating on Monday. By Tuesday she was eating everything in sight. Happy and relaxed. Wednesday she didn't want to eat again but she was a bit constipated. Still she was relaxed and didn't seem to be sick. Suddenly in the middle of the night she started having seizures. She passed in my arms.

I miss her and I really thought I was going to die with her that night. I felt that bad. Both mentally and physically. I haven't felt good since.