A lesson learned

It was late.  Jesse claimed her spot on the bed.  I didn’t want her to sleep on the bed.  She wiggles too much at night.  I told her to get down.  She resisted.  I insisted.  She complied, reluctantly, but when I closed the door, she was still standing right on the other side of it looking up at me.  I got to sleep by myself.

Next morning though, when I walked through the house, I discovered dog poop on the floor in the front room.  Dog poop on the floor doesn’t happen at our house.  They have a dog door and a yard.  I got a bag and picked it up.  It wasn’t soft and fresh like “I just woke up and tried to make it to the door, but I just couldn’t get there in time.”  No.  It was dried up dog poop that had been there all night.  I surmise that as soon as I kicked her out of the bedroom she walked into the front room and punished me.

So, yes.  Lesson learned.  “Don’t disappoint Jesse!”

The hummingbird feeder and the Texas firebush

We had this dwarf firebush.  It’s a hummingbird attractor.  We thought “Hey. Let’s hang the hummingbird feeder right over the hummingbird attractor and make it easy for them.”  So we stuck a big shepherd’s hook in the ground and hung a feeder from it.

Well, we can’t convince the dwarf firebush that it’s a dwarf.  We gave up trimming it down to keep it below the hummingbird feeder.  Now we just keep it trimmed back around the feeder so the birds can still find it.

Can’t we all just get along?

Left unsupervised, I spent a fair amount of last night refereeing a disagreement between the Frank’s Hot Sauce I had on my grilled wings, and the leftover vanilla buttercream frosting I found in the fridge afterwards.

We might not be able to resolve the fundamental differences between these two, but we’ll make every effort to keep them well separated tonight in hopes of a more peaceful sleep.

Weather

During the winter, we have to pay attention to the weather.  A front comes through once or twice a week, and the weather is all over the place.  It could be hot, cold, rainy, clear, windy, calm, and different every day.

During the summer, it’s different.  One weather pattern locks in and nothing much changes for weeks at a time.  It might be clear or cloudy, there might be a rain shower or two, but overall it just settles in on hot and the forecast looks like this.

I wonder why that is; why the weather is so variable in the winter and so stable in the summer.

On a jet plane

Judy is off to Colorado for a visit with the girls.

Two suitcases.  The little one for the quick trip to Colorado.  One more in case she diverts to California instead of coming back home right away.

Judy landed in Denver at about the same time as Christie and the boys.