wolffe: (hello there!)
Mom had me rolling with laughter tonight. The boys were going crazy in her room and I heard Jake say that he had to pee. Then Mom says well get in the bathroom and pee. No big deal. But then the conversation went something like this (all Mom):

What's going on in there?
What are you doing now?
Why is Erik in there?
OMG Kenzie get in here!
Did you hear me?!? KENZIE GET IN HERE

And then it just sort of devolved into unintelligible sputtering. By that time I was in hysterics. Turns out she thought Erik had gone in there and stuck his hand in the flow of Jake's pee. He hadn't. He does that often, just standing next to Jake while he pees.

It was mostly the mounting hysteria, added with her horror that he was touching anything after coming out of the bathroom, but it's still making me laugh.

OMG

Mar. 11th, 2013 01:08 pm
wolffe: (sleepy)
Weekend from hell is still ongoing. We spent ALL DAY Saturday shopping for a new couch. Finally got one at 7:30pm. Won't be here until the end of the month, but it's big and comfortable and awesome. We also got a coffee table and an end table. I think once I recover the rose colored chairs, that'll be it for furniture in the living room. The couch is so big that I think it'll look fine with nothing else in there.

Sunday I started the process of rearranging the computer room/bewhiskered studio to accommodate a new worktable/fabric storage system for me. That way I'm not cutting fabric on the dining room table. Plus it'll be right there where I sew so YAY. It's going to be awesome. But the work table is big (3' x 5') and it was like a game of Tetris trying to make everything fit and look halfway decent. I was about to give up but then Jason came up with a plan that's actually quite nice. He always was good at Tetris.

I wish I had funds left to get another nice, 4 shelf bookcase. That would eliminate 2 of the little ones. But that's not in the budget right now. Need to sell a few more Ruggles.

Anyway, I'm mostly done with that but I have A LOT of fabric and books.

In other news, while I've been dealing with my back issues, Mom has also been in a lot of back pain. She thought it was a result of her own bad discs, but then she felt a lump. Turns out it's a synovial cyst that is sitting near her spine and pressing on nerves. It's not cancerous or anything, but obviously quite painful and it has to come out. She's going to try to wait to have the surgery until I can come for spring break. In the meantime, I'm going to be busting my butt trying to get my current custom order backlog done and shipped so I can go earlier.

Back to organizing and moving stuff!

ETA: OH AND I stayed up until almost 1am organizing and trying to get the Wanderer's Festival turtle* and then Erik woke me up at 5am. FIVE IN THE MORNING. *iz ded*

*showed up 10 minutes before midnight (so 8:50 PST) and stayed until 12:45. No festival. Now I'm wondering if "standard time" means no daylight savings, so I should've gone at 1am. That's ... going to be rough.
wolffe: (Default)
We had a good visit this weekend at Mom's.



She had bought Puss in Boots, so we watched that. Then Jake watched it another 10 times. Then she took pity on me and let me bring it home because she recognized the trend. He has since asked me at least a dozen times what a dance fight is. I keep trying to explain it, using various terminology, but honestly I think he just wants to hear it the same way over and over.

It's really cute, by the way. Nothing scary. Well, nothing that scared my incredibly sensitive 3 year old anyway.

Storms

Apr. 28th, 2011 10:13 am
wolffe: (talk southern)
I'm okay, Mom's okay but her neighborhood is thrashed. She was very lucky to just have limbs down. There are houses all over her neighborhood with trees in them. There are also a lot of power lines down and a transformer in the middle of the road. Power's not expected to be restored anytime soon, and phones are out too. She went in to work today to charge her cell phone.

Very scary stuff. We managed to pass between the two major squall lines, but I was still up listening to the wind howl and watching the lightning until around 2am.
wolffe: (catfish)


Catfish came to us already named because she wasn't a very picky eater. In her younger years, she often brought us "presents" when she felt like she wasn't getting enough to eat. We rescued a lot of tailless lizards and a chipmunk or two, but she was a hell of a hunter and she decimated the local population of both.

Catfish moved with our then next door neighbor's daughter from Florida. Her life before the move is sketchy, but when she arrived in Birmingham she was banished to the outdoors. She showed up one day in our backyard sprawled out on the picnic table in the sun. That's the day she decided we were her new owners, and that was her home. Period. Nothing we could do about it. We really didn't want her. We had just lost a cat and weren't quite ready for another one. Especially not one like her. She was half wild and would bite the stew out of us for no apparent reason. Just to see if we were staying on our toes. She did less and less reflex tests over the years, and for the past few years she was the sweetest cat you'd ever meet.

The vet estimated her to be 8 years old when we got her, which means she was about 15 when she died. Her decline was rapid and unexpected. We thought it might be a thyroid problem when she started dropping weight. Those of you who knew Catfish in her later years knew her as a quite rotund kitty. Quite frankly, she looked like she'd swallowed a basketball. When I first saw her Friday night I was shocked to find a lot of loose skin draped over a skeleton. Unfortunately, it turned out that she was in liver failure.

We had another cat with liver failure, and went to extremes to save him. We knew on that path lay disaster and more heartache. Mom made the decision to put her to sleep, and none too soon since she was literally starving herself. The sedative they gave her caused her to gag, but there was nothing in her stomach.

I had Jake, so we left Mom in the room with Catfish after I said goodbye. It seemed to take forever and when Mom came out she said that it hadn't gone well. Much like Tiger, they had a hard time declaring her death and even thought about giving her a second dose. This was horrible for Mom and I wish she had been spared that. Before we buried her in Mom's backyard she swore Catfish was still breathing and even purring. I assured her she wasn't, but I had nightmares that night about burying her alive. I know she wasn't, but that knowledge didn't seem to help.

She seemed so tiny when we laid her to rest. She adored Tiger and I'm sure she paved the way for him to accept Pilsbury's love affair with him. It gives me a little comfort that they are now together, snuggling in whatever serves for an afterlife. If it's a heavenly afterlife, then it surely is populated more with animals than with humans.

This is the first time my Mom is catless in more than 30 years. I have no doubt that once she moves to Atlanta and gets settled, a cat will find her. They always do.

WHAT a day

Oct. 7th, 2009 06:05 pm
wolffe: (jack's big music show)
My internal monologue is filled with phrases from preschool TV.

My washer broke Monday night and the repair guy came to fix it this morning. A new water pump and it's good to go. What happened to the old one? It had a baby sock stuck in it. *headdesk* Time to get a mesh bag for laundering baby socks.

It was my turn to keep Zach this morning and that was fun. My brother's girlfriend gave Jake a big, metal Tonka dump truck and we've been having fun pushing him around in it and dumping him out. I think Jake had more fun pushing Zach around in it and dumping him out.


More at flickr, including a short video of Jake pushing Zach where they're both making truck noises. LOL

I'm excited about a new crafty project I'm doing but I can't find my mod podge. Seriously I am so over not being able to find anything in my craft area. I'm going to spend tonight organizing my shit. Every time I go to make something I spend 20 minutes trying to find stuff.

I'm heading to B'ham this weekend to celebrate Mom's and my birthdays. Tonight I'll be tackling the 3 baskets full of laundry that didn't get done so I can pack us tomorrow.

I need to find a vegetable that looks and tastes like a fruit. Jake is a fruit monkey, but I haven't found a veggie that he will consistently eat now. Even sweet potatoes have fallen out of favor.

WHAT a day

Oct. 7th, 2009 06:05 pm
wolffe: (Default)
My internal monologue is filled with phrases from preschool TV.

My washer broke Monday night and the repair guy came to fix it this morning. A new water pump and it's good to go. What happened to the old one? It had a baby sock stuck in it. *headdesk* Time to get a mesh bag for laundering baby socks.

It was my turn to keep Zach this morning and that was fun. My brother's girlfriend gave Jake a big, metal Tonka dump truck and we've been having fun pushing him around in it and dumping him out. I think Jake had more fun pushing Zach around in it and dumping him out.


More at flickr, including a short video of Jake pushing Zach where they're both making truck noises. LOL

I'm excited about a new crafty project I'm doing but I can't find my mod podge. Seriously I am so over not being able to find anything in my craft area. I'm going to spend tonight organizing my shit. Every time I go to make something I spend 20 minutes trying to find stuff.

I'm heading to B'ham this weekend to celebrate Mom's and my birthdays. Tonight I'll be tackling the 3 baskets full of laundry that didn't get done so I can pack us tomorrow.

I need to find a vegetable that looks and tastes like a fruit. Jake is a fruit monkey, but I haven't found a veggie that he will consistently eat now. Even sweet potatoes have fallen out of favor.

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