"I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me."
(Micah 7:7)
Sunday, November 29, 2009
First Sunday of Advent
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Friday, November 27, 2009
Full of Pie and Feeling Thankful
We had a nice Thanksgiving. My parents and my brother and his kids didn't come this year (and we missed them), so it was quiet, but we had a good time anyway. Some friends with a daughter who is between Travis and Katie in age came over for dessert in the afternoon, and we enjoyed good conversation and Ed's good coffee while the kids ran around and worked off energy.
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
Herding Cats
Emma appears to be recovering nicely. She met me at my bedroom door this morning, meowing imperiously about how breakfast appeared to be running a little late, and would I kindly Hurry Up. This seems like a good sign. And I have now had first hand experience with herding cats. I've heard the expression before, but never properly appreciated the chaos it indicates until this morning, when Emma wanted to eat Harry's food or Bo's food, but Not her own food; Harry wanted Emma's food or Bo's; and Bo preferred either dish of cat food to his dog food. The vet prescribed Iams (canned food, priced for the Wealthy Cat) for Emma to eat for two weeks, and she finds it unappealing. To be honest, so do I, but we can't afford to have her back in the kitty ICU, so we will persevere.
School went fairly well today. Still didn't get to everything (math wants to eat our whole morning), but I think I might have made an impression this morning with my 10,000th repetition of the lecture on how we don't have unlimited time in our days. Maybe. The good Lord knows I don't excel at time management, so they are genetically predisposed to fritter.
And finally, the library called this evening to let me know about an interlibrary loan they got in, and the conversation just made me smile. The woman, Linda, said, "The Skeleton Inside You is here. Well, not the skeleton inside You, of course. Because then you'd be a puddle of jelly! It's the book that's here."
It's a small library and they know me enough to be silly. I like that.
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
The Invalid is Home
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Monday, November 16, 2009
Our Damsel in Distress
Our sweet Emma cat started looking puny on Thursday. By Friday, there was ample evidence that her digestive system was giving her trouble. Saturday she lay low. By Sunday afternoon her fur was sticking out in a dehydrated sort of way (hard to describe) and her eyes were sort of glazed. At bedtime I found her sitting by the water dish, staring at the water wistfully. She kept sticking her head out over the dish, just above the water, but not drinking. I dipped my finger in the water and rubbed it on her lips and she licked eagerly. Then I used the eye dropper to feed her some more water. Ed cautioned me not to give her to much, but she really seemed to enjoy it.
The kids had book group at 8:30 Monday morning, but we decided that Ed would call the vet's as soon as they opened and we would cut out early if necessary to get Emma in to see the doctor. So at 11:00 Ed took her to the vet. And came home an hour later without her. They couldn't tell immediately what is the matter with her, except that she was very dehydrated, so they are putting her on a kitty IV and running tests. The vet says there are positive signs, especially that she doesn't seem to be in pain, and Ed and I noticed that she still has the energy to put up a good fight against being put in the crate. We will know more when the vet calls, this afternoon or tomorrow, but we are hoping for an easy (and low cost!) cure.
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Thursday, November 12, 2009
Sunny Side Up
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Sunday, November 08, 2009
Miles to Go and Pageants to Organize
I had a nice long "to do" list for today, but the weather was so absolutely glorious that I didn't do any of it. Instead the kids and I went for a hike.
Unfortunately, the cap for our water canteen has gone missing, but I thought we could manage three miles without constant rehydration. Never again! Travis was only mildly pitiful, but Katie whimpered and whined all the way up the mountain. I think if it hadn't been for the constant reminder of ice cream if she could only keep walking, the poor little thing would still be prostrate on the trail.
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