I had to have blood drawn yesterday (they took four fucking vials! This was regular blood work ordered by my doctor to go along with the physical I had last week.) and it made me think of a question – how come when you have blood taken, they sometimes tell you not to lift anything heavy with the arm they took the blood from for a few hours? Will my vein pop out and go shooting across the room or something if I lift my purse (in which I regularly carry 45 pounds of change)?
Just curious.
Can everyone see the names of the cats under their pictures in the left sidebar now? Any other flaws in the design you guys notice, or does it look good enough?
I’m glad I’m not the only avocado lover – you guys and your suggestions were having me drooling yesterday! Using mashed avocado in place of mayo? You KNOW I’m trying that! I had another scrambled eggs, chopped tomato, and chopped avocado rollup for lunch yesterday and holy COW was it good!
My only question – exactly how does one grill avocado slices? It seems like they’d be too soft for that. Would you use a veggie basket or something similar?
I’m sure the other book you enjoyed that was written by a blogger was Fred’s book, right?
This was in response to something I said in my comments the other day – that I find that books put out by bloggers, except for Dietgirl’s book – which I thought was fabulous – (and possibly one or two others I couldn’t remember at the moment), tend to be kind of boring. I don’t think, for the most part, that blogs translate to books very well. I used to buy almost all books put out by bloggers to Support! the! Cause! (“What cause?” you ask? The cause of Shut Your Face, is what cause.), but I got burned so often that I don’t any more.
And yes, of course I enjoyed Fred’s book – is it sad that I didn’t even think of his book when I typed that? (But then, I don’t think of him as a blogger, either, I just think of him as Fred!)
When will the Crooked Acres Jams and Hot Sauces be available again (and yes, I’m on the auto mailing list, but I have friends – and friends of friends – that want to know.) :)))
It’s my goal to start jamming and saucing it up ’round these parts on or around October 1st. It could happen sooner, but it’ll definitely start that weekend. I need to stock up on canning jars and sugar and fruit and such, but once I start making the jams and hot sauces, I should have enough habaneros to keep going for a good long time.
I also intend to start experimenting with Splenda this time around, too.
URI is uniform resource indicator and URL (uniform resource locator) is a subset of URI…TMI for me!
FYI!
Which of the cats are still outdoor kitties? You don’t talk about the older ones much any more. For instance, how is Sugarbutt’s foot doing? Hope he’s out of his collars!
Most of them – except for Stinkerbelle and Jake and Elwood – are allowed out into the back yard. Other than that, Maxi and Newt are our “free range” cats who aren’t confined to the back yard. Newt is always around, and spends his days wandering in and out of the house. These days, he likes to hang out on the chicken processing station (which has been cleaned since it was last used, let me assure you):
Maxi’s been around less and less lately. I think the fact that she and Joe Bob hate each other so much is keeping her away from the house, I’m sad to say. She stops by the side porch every once in a while during the day to eat (and at Snackin’! Time! I put a plate out there for her), but we can rarely get her to stay inside at night. I believe she’s spending a lot of time hanging out with the kids two doors down.
Sugarbutt’s foot is FINALLY – thankyajesus! – healed. We went from the two-collar system to the Bite-Not collar paired with a “boot” made of gauze and tape to cover his foot. When we found that he was leaving his foot alone, we kept the “boot” off and when his toes were healed, we took the Bite-Not collar off, and he’s been racing around like his ass is on fire ever since!
I think the current great minds of usability say that users can choose to open links in a new window with a key or click (or mouse action, for advanced users), so there’s no reason to dictate that action in the code. It really only gets done these days on bad commercial websites that don’t want users abandoning their pretty, pretty ads, and invariably mess it up so that every page of their site starts opening in new windows and gah, that sucks.
CTRL- (or Command-) click is your friend.
Myself, I’m fond of right-click/ open link in new tab but I may have to give this fancy new CTRL-click a try.
In a perfect world, I’d be able to find a WordPress plug-in where, if someone wanted the links to open in a new page, they could check a box over in the sidebar. I haven’t found it yet, but I also haven’t spent a lot of time searching, either.
Edited to add: OH JESUS CHRIST. Did you know that if you hover over a link and then click on your scroll wheel (on your mouse) that it opens the link in a new tab? DID YOU KNOW THAT? I did not! Fred just called and mocked me for not knowing that, but I ask you – how the fuck am I supposed to know this stuff if no one ever TELLS ME?!?!?
Have you ever heard of the cat breed Chartreux, otherwise known as the smiling blue cat of France? I swear your boys have the look!
I had never heard of the Chartreux. I actually think they look more like the Russian Blue, they’re built sort of long and sleek. Their eyes are more yellowish than the accepted Russian Blue, and I don’t think they have the wideset ears of a traditional Russian Blue. Actually, I thought yesterday that they’re long and sleek, and they are in the body, but they do kind of have short legs. It’ll be interesting to see what they look like when they grow up!
I recently read that they can do DNA testing on dogs to figure out what breed they are, but I haven’t seen the same thing for cats. Too bad, ’cause I’m certainly curious to know what their genetic background is comprised of. of what their genetic background is comprised.
I have had people ask me if my Sookie was like this or that because she was a Calico. I don’t think people know that Torti and Calico are coat colors and not breeds. I find it fascinating that people find them to be more vocal. I haven’t found it to be so with my Calico(s) but my Siamese it has always been true.
It would probably be sexist to point out that Calicos and Tortis are female and thus more prone to talkativeness, wouldn’t it?
I agree with the point about Siamese – I’m pretty sure both Spanky and Stinkerbelle have Siamese in their backgrounds, and they are some TALKERS when the mood strikes ’em!
After my RNY WLS I was still allowed to take anti-inflammatories (I’d been taking them for about 3 years for back pain), but had to take them with a Losec tablet (not sure what Losec is called in the USA) and some food like yoghurt first to line my pouch. It took about 5 months for the back pain to finally stop and I don’t take them any more. Just thought I’d say that these things are possible, despite what the Drs say!
Very interesting! A Google search shows that Losec is another name for Prilosec. I’ll have to discuss this with my doctor, because if I could take an anti-inflammatory, I bet it would help my elbow quite a lot!
Your toe in the turkey poop story made me laugh out loud. The other morning I was up early in the computer room when my husband walks in and tells me he thinks our dog puked in the bedroom. I happen to be right in the middle of eating and I am chewing as I get up and walk in the bedroom. I look at this small, palm-sized object laying at the end of the bed. As I look closer, I realize it is just one of her rawhide chew toys and I proclaim, “Hey! It’s just one of her rawhide chew toys!” and I go to pick it up. Unfortunately, my fingers slide right through the “toy.” It IS puke! Thank god I am a nurse because it didn’t even phase me and I continued to chew my food as I went to wash my hands. Three years ago, I would have puked myself. Eeew!
Isn’t it amazing what we can get used to? I could probably get up from dinner, go scoop out a super-nasty litter box, and sit back down to dinner without missing a beat.
I do make a very loud (profanity-laden) exclamation of disgust when I step in a pile of cold cat puke, though.
So I am just curious…how much bacon do you get from one pig?
I actually had to ask Fred for the answer to this. He said that it depends on the size of the pig (of course), but an entire pig would bring about 20 – 30 pounds of bacon. That’s a lot of bacon for two people! (We’ve given a lot of bacon and pork cuts to various family members, which is the only reason we have ANY room in our freezer!)
I’m not generally a skimmer… But did you ever post how much we collectively donated for the Mr Boogers memorial?
I sure didn’t, I completely dropped the ball on that!
Almost $625 was donated to Challenger’s House in Mister Boogers’ name, and thank you so much to everyone who donated!
What is keening?
It’s a constant, low, howling noise that the cats make when they feel the need to announce that they’ve caught something. Here’s Miz Poo doing it a few years ago (you really have to crank your sound to hear it, though):
Awww… look at the Tubby movie I found when I was looking for that one of Miz Poo!
Good ol’ Tubby.
i’m gonna die from all that cuteness! how did you get them all on the chair?
It involved Fred, a stick with a feather on the end, and a LOT of missed shots.
Just wondering…do you have pet insurance for your own cats? I took my one cat, Snickers, in for a checkup,and rabies shot this week and it was $80.Considering that I only have one cat, that’s not too expensive, but your crew would cost a fortune, especially when other health problems come up once in awhile, too.
We don’t have pet insurance on the cats, though we’ve discussed getting coverage for them as they reach a certain age, maybe 10. (Hopefully there’s no qualification physical, because Miz Poo would never pass!)
Because I saw this and thought of you and Fred, of course!
Turkey cam! I think we need one of those.
Do you realize you and Fred have the perfect life ~ the “American Dream”? You are lucky in love, staying home taking care of the homefront, the garden, the kitties, the cooking, the internet writing – as you happily make your way through the day. While your brilliant husband makes enough for you and him to live moderately and creatively and happily! Congrats and thanks for sharing with us and letting me dream of what you do!
I do love my life an awful lot. I know it’s not everyone’s dream, what we have, but it’s the perfect life for me, and believe me – I’m grateful every day for it!
So, after I went back and looked at the pictures of Sam the day after he had surgery, I’m thinking that Bill’s eyes look about right. I didn’t remember Sam’s looking so red and sore, but they certainly were.
I also decided that the fact that Bill’s been so quiet and is mostly sitting around watching his brothers and sister play is completely normal – because that’s what he did before surgery. He’s always been a quiet observer, whereas Hoyt has always been the spazzy bigmouth. They both seem to be healing just fine, feeling okay, and that’s all we can ask for!
And now I’m about to leave to take Lafayette to the vet for his new eyelips. Send good thoughts in his direction, would you?
Sam, a week after surgery and lookin’ good!
Hoyt, a day after surgery. Fred came upstairs to help me with medicating Hoyt, Sam and Bill last night, and he picked up Hoyt and looked at him and said “This isn’t one of the ones who had surgery yesterday, right?” and was surprised to find out that he was. That’s how good he’s looking!
Bill, one day after surgery.
Bill, still squinty. He may just be a squinty kinda guy. Maybe I should have named him Clint Eastwood.
Snuggly Hoyt.
Sam, up close. Lookin’ good!
Snoozin’ Poo.
Previously
2008: GOD PLEASE MAKE IT STOP.
2007: I can’t help it if giant forks make me happy.
2006: Does it make me strange that I can handle the thought of field mice in the house, but the idea of ants in the house just REALLY infuriates me?
2005: No entry.
2004: My Gram.
2003: If I had a brain I’d be dangerous.
2002: What I’ve been doing.
2001: I’m wise to your stalker ways, Margaret!
2000: No entry.