Let’s see. Today I got up and I was hurting some, but I’d gotten 6 hours sleep straight through so I was pleased. I started dishes nearly as soon as I was out of bed…or at least sometime after I was out of bed. I wanted to have most if not all of them done before Dad arrived.
He got here about 11:30. The neat thing was he found the house all by himself. I didn’t have to send Boy outside to flag him down because he’s driven past the house a time or ten.
We sat around and visited. There was some talk about my oldest brother, but not a lot. Then we ate lunch (egg salad sandwiches) and then went out to do things. First thing we did was go to the pet store for fish food. On the way to the back of the store where the fish are, we stopped by the birds, rodents and other furry creatures for a look-see. There was one bird that captured my heart. His (possibly her since they can’t tell whether it’s a boy or a girl without DNA testing) name is Malcom (I heard Magic).
The pet attendant opened the cage and I got to have a little chat with the bird. Despite the pet attendant noting that he/she didn’t care much for Bran, the bird was quite friendly. As usual he/she tasted Bran’s glasses. Then he/she bit Bran’s nose. I think it was just beyond a “friendly” bite, but he didn’t bleed so all is ok. Even Boy got to hold the bird.
Oh! How I wish we had the money and place to house a bird. Of course we’d probably get a couple. However, if we were to do that we’d have to make sure that we travelled to places that were ok with birds. It was a pretty bird. The other bird that I saw that I wouldn’t mind adopting was a greyish white type. I didn’t see what kind of bird it was, but it was certainly friendly.
We stood around and petted the rodents for a little bit and then headed off to the other side of town so that Dad could get a look at the magazines at McNally Robinson. They had a complete Calvin and Hobbes Collection that I’d dearly love to have. It’s only $150 now. There was also a pile of Zits books that I want and some more Foxtrot.
After that we went to the grocer store to get some groceries (sugar, salt, canned tomatoes, milk and oatmeal) and then headed to the Mendel Art Gallery to see the conservatory and the exhibit of 3rd and 4th year U of S art students photography display. I loved the conservatory. I got a ton of flower pictures in there as well as a couple of the Japanese Gardens outside. We’re planning on going back each Sunday. There’s an area across the river that I want to take weekly progress pictures of through the summer and to the first snow fall. I’ll be putting some of them here after I get around to editing them.
Oh, we also dropped off our recycling to the depot. It was nice to get rid of the tin cans. It’s not that they were making a stink or anything, I mean, we make sure they’re clean, but the container was getting a titch full. The paper container was jammed full. Happily there was a truck there emptying the big containers. Otherwise it could’ve been downright difficult to get our papers in one of them.
Then we walked to the restaurant for supper. That’s one of the nicer things about living here. We’re only 4 and a half blocks away. One thing I forgot though, was to take my antibiotic and to make sure that I took my next dose of T3. Though I was able to chew (Yay!) much of my supper, by the end of it my jaw was sore and my tooth area was sore. The walk home was rather difficult because of that. Some of the swelling is back too.
When we got home Dad decided to take off back home. So the visit is done with for another month. The dishes are all done. I’m patiently (or not) waiting for the T3s to kick in and start killing the hurts. Boy is reading Friday’s newspaper and Bran is on his way to the basement to put laundry in the dryer.
It was a beautiful day outside. There is some kind of plant (well, actually there are several of them, but I think they’re the same things) sprouting in the side garden and I have to get out there and pull up some of the ornamental grass and put the irises that were temporarily planted last fall in the front back there. I guess also cleaning up the yard would be a good thing as well. Maybe after my face stops complaining.
There’s no sign of the peony plants that were put in at the front. I know that many people like them and they do put out lovely flowers. But they are highly fragranced and both Bran and I are allergic to them. Not only that, but they attract ants. We have enough ants in our house thank-you-very-much. They also can’t seem to hold their own when it comes to supporting their own blooms, so unless you’re able to stake and tie them up (minds out of the gutter) they sag like 90 year old tits.
That’s the news that’s fit to print. It was, all in all, a very pleasant day.