It seems like every time I try to blog about current events, I'm swept up with how much there is to write. I guess I'll start off small. Hmmm, insignificant things that've happened here lately...
The husband and I got this truly amazing piece of software a few days ago. It is a desktop reminder that brings up a window on your screen every day and tells you what is due, or what needs to be done today and at what time, if applicable. It is really revolutionary for me. I spend so many hours on the computer paying bills, writing essays, and other school crap that I forget that Tuesday evenings I need to take the trash out, and Wednesday mornings I need to change the kitty litter.
Which brings me to my next interesting procurement. About a week or so ago, someone dumped a beautiful little tuxedo kitten off at my church. As soon as I saw it, I knew we had to take it home. Even with black fur on the sides, you could see its little ribs, and it was so tired from the sun, that it just laid right on the back stoop behind the church, not even bothered by the heavy foot traffic the kids out back were providing. Now, a week or so later, Shelby is a well-adjusted, and very well-fed kitten free of fleas and heat exhaustion. She's a bit of a handful, as most kittens are, but she's learning quickly and is eager to please when we pull the canned tuna out for a treat.
Some other things that are coming to mind so far, is just how great this weekend is going to be. Last night, the hubby and I stayed up waaay past our bedtimes and watched for the meteor shower that was at its peak in the NE. The problem was the moon. I don't think I've ever seen the moon that bright in my life. I blame that wholly for us not being able to catch the shower, but truly, the moon was the star of the evening. It was so bright, that it lit up the entire area where we live: on a small foothill, surrounded by fields, and tucked inside a little chain of mountains (or for you who are picky, much larger foothills). The whole place was illuminated. As a matter of fact, for sake of comparison, there are only two street lights in our area. One it is tucked far behind my house, at Chase's cousin's cabin, and the other, straight across the road at his aunt's house. The one across the road is nearly burned out, and casts a very deep, amber glow just 10 feet or so around the perimeter of her home. The light from the moon, however, drowned out the golden glow with this fantastic white-silver light that you could (literally!) see for a country mile. It was incredible.
That brings us to today. Chase and I are due to drop off some library books in London this afternoon, and were paid to pick up some oil paint in Richmond, and when I proposed this to my mother, I suggested that we maybe hit some antique shops in Berea along the way. She's actually coming with us, which is a miracle in and of itself. I can never tear her away from the things that she needs to take care of at home, so a day out with mommy is a one in a million opportunity.
I guess I'll end this now, and update when the weekend is over. You know, for the sake of some damage control, and maybe even explain why I titled this something completely irrelevant to the blog. :)
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