Americanuck

Sean and I attempted to do a photo walk this afternoon. I say attempted for a couple of reasons. One, he didn’t charge his batteries before we left (they were last charged over a week ago) and two, because if was so M.F.ing hot out there we probably lasted just over an hour and a half. I mean seriously it had to be close to 100 degrees out our way and NO breeze what-so-ever. Crazy! It would have been a lot more fun to go to a park or a beach but good luck getting a parking spot that late in the day in mid-summer so we stuck with the ‘hood. That and he still wouldn’t have had charged batteries had we made it to a park…

I think the hardest thing to deal with weather-wise is it has been going from a nice mild 70’s to the 90’s from week to week, I mean come on Mother Nature, what about the 80’s? I LIKE the 80’s! Both Sean and I were wearing dark colours too. Ummm hello! Durrrrr.

(I felt like these M&Ms melting on the sidewalk)

Mmmm blackberries!

Truly though, there wasn’t much to photograph around here unless you went for foliage in the school grounds, or macro on the flowers/ground. It’s a fairly urban area which is great for shopping and restaurants, but not so good for nature. We used to live a reasonable distance to a city park AND the local school grounds had open fields and there was plenty of nature around.

Sean takes a pic of me mid-sentence.. nice

We grabbed sandwiches for dinner as it’s just me and the Boys tonight and stopped by the corner store to get slurpies. About halfway through mine I remembered how much I hate sugar in drinks (Diet Coke all the way baby) and then ended up drinking about five glasses of water to compensate for the over sweet taste. This is five glasses of water over and above what I’ve already drunk today (before and after the walk) which is about another 7. Thing is, I’ve barely peed so I obviously needed it.

I love the Sean is still cool about hanging out with his old Mom. I’m going to enjoy every second of that.

For a girl who hates to fly I’m going to be flying a whole lot in one week, once to Toronto on bizness and once for fun to VEGAS BABY!!

The biz trip is kind of a turnaround. Fly in Monday evening, stay overnight and then fly back after the meeting Tuesday. Because the last time I few over a three hour time zone change within a 24 hour period I was completely effin useless the next day, I’ve decided to work from home a half day on Wednesday and get done what needs to be done and then zone out the rest of the day. Of course that’s the plan, who knows what could come up in the meantime. The ‘Boss Lady’ (Hi Linda!) is cool with that. We’re traveling together actually and she’s taken my advice and will be working from home the next day as well.

We take off on our trip to Vegas next Sunday and we are in Vegas until the following Friday. The boys will be staying with their Father and the cats will be incarcerated in “Kitty Jail”. Taking them to Kitty jail involved a harrowing car ride TO jail with Cinnamon howling the entire way. She HATES car rides because she knows it’s to the Vets. She spent a lot of her time at the vets over a one year period after she smashed her leg (and re-broke it several times times enduring multiple surgeries to fix her). The thing is she got to know and LIKE the Staff there, so once she’s there she’s ok. They spoil her rotten, she’s their poster child for good care. The let her out to run around the office with the doctors and nurses. She does get fed up after a while and wants to come home though.

Nutmeg on the other hand, he’s not really that social so being in a strange place with strange people and animals around him isn’t any fun at all. The poor guys are shedding like crazy when we pick them up. It’s almost like they suffer from post-traumatic stress syndrome when they get home. They wake up like Vietnam vets having nightmares and are super clingy. We feel bad about that, but there isn’t anyone in our area we can tap to come over and look after them. Plus frankly, we don’t trust Cinnamon to be left alone for any length of time as she gets super destructive.

Once when my friend Dawn was looking after them (she lived close to where we used to live) she found the freezer door had been kicked open and everything had melted into the fridge below (popsicles, etc ack!) and Cinnamon had spooled a lot of toilet paper into a pile on the floor, then flipped the main part off into the toilet so it soaked up all the water in the bowl and blew up ten times the normal size.

It didn’t just end there either, oh no! Cinny also spilled her water bowl into the food and all the litter she had flicked out onto the floor in a temper, and then used her paws to mush it together to make a sticky, lumpy paste.

Poor Dawn!! She cleaned up that whole mess AND replaces all my freezer food for me while I was away. What a friend!! Of course I paid her back for all the food she bought for me, and Cinnamon bought her a lovely present and a “I’m Sorry” card. BAD CAT!!

Needless to say, that was the last time I asked Dawn to help. She still offered but oh my gosh, I wouldn’t put her through all that again and she’s not close by anymore since we moved. Besides, we don’t want Cinnamon to do anything stupid to break her leg again or anything when we’re not around. She’s high maintenance and it’s much easier to have a good time when we know she’s being watched like an hawk.