Another Saturday of Broken Dreams
Nov. 23rd, 2014 01:09 amWoke up at 6:30, set an alarm for 8 because the home assn. mag said today was recycling day. Usually it's the last Saturday of the month, but because of the holiday weekend it made sense for them to bump up. Took two bags of cans out to the curb and went back to bed.
Stayed in bed till 10, did stuff on the computer till 11, looked out the window to see if it was raining and noticed the two bags still out there. They had been rained on, but not much, though it was not raining any more. Brought them back inside.
Watched football, lots of good college games on, and also sat down to seriously build the lyric sheet for that Thai song. It took a while, but just as I was halfway through I noticed that the last two verses were repeats, with only one word different, so it was a simple cut and paste. That one word is the one which makes my eyes leak a little. The first time through she says "I love you" the second time "I love only you". I'll see if I can paste it all ( behind this cut )
Finally got motivated to drive to Peet's/Specialty's down the block. Dragged in my laptop and used the kiosk to order a sticky bun and a soft drink. When the pager went off, the nice lady told me they were out of sticky buns, so I had her cancel the whole order, and left. Plan B was to get a mocha in the Mathilda Starbucks, but they were packed, noplace to sit, so I drove home.
Set up the laptop and did some updating and virus/adware scanning while watching more football.
Spook was very active, batting around her favorite toy, a soft velour ball, which she can play soccer with, or pick up in her mouth and carry around. I need to get her a mouse toy, I think.
She has discovered some new places to park, including the sheepskin rug which previous she only wanted to eat.

She is also perfecting the art of grabbing napkins off the table with her teeth, and shredding them in the hard to get to places between the recliner and the side table, and under the side table. We are not amused.
And she follows me into the bathrooms now. Actually, she followed me just about everywhere I went in the house today. So I made the bed and picked her up and set her down on it, on the comforter which matches her. She sniffed around nervously, but soon located a place to jump off from, avoiding the pet steps. She doesn't get them, or need them, I ought to get rid of the two I had bought for Domino. The extra cam is proving its worth, most of the time I look she is in its sights.
5:30, walked to the community center for the harvest holiday dinner. The event was advertised for 5:30 but at 5:35 I was almost the last one there. The food was mostly very good, excellent stuffing, too much broccoli in the steamed veggies, great mashed potatoes and fresh dinner rolls. The turkey was sub-par, lots of gristle in mine, but cooked perfectly. They said it was cooked and sliced by Harry's Hoffbrau. Dessert was excellent, choice of apple and/or pumpkin pie with pumpkin flavored ice cream. I just had the apple. Of course there was cranberry sauce with the main dishes, but I can't stand that stuff. We were done about about 7. I did not come close to winning a door prize and didn't buy a 50/50 ticket. But the guy who was in charge of the kitchen won both.
Was pleased to see my alma mater trounce Oregon State. Was not pleased to not hear or see the band. Pac12 Network seriously attenuates the crowd sounds and boosts the booth noise. I wish the commentators would give it a rest. They also cut away at halftime, but something else was up because after the game they stayed on the field, and the band was nowhere to be seen or heard. Makes me wonder if they had the full band, or just the drum squad (whom I heard).
Plans for tomorrow:
Be lazy
Watch football
Play with Spook
Coffee with Janice, newly returned from a tour of Vietnam
More football