4. I've forgotten four. Wait. Wait. wait.... Nope. It's gone.
Oh! Found it. I was just gonna say that I had a Swiss Chalet whole chicken that I was able to pre-order online to pick up at 5:30 and then brought it home to rip up with a salad and oh-hey don't that make me all Canadian but then after all that waiting I don't suppose it's that interesting. But our salad was GOOD.
Hey! another post about food!
Stream of Consciousness
Do you remember when I complained about my mouse like six months ago? Yeah. I still haven't replaced it. Which reminds me of this (tiny movie - right-click, save as) for no reason really.
Anyway, after all this, Sean and I rearrange our rooms and Sean decides to see if the cable line coming into our new room is live - and - IT IS!! We have cable from upstairs in our room. Only the basic stuff, but that's all we really wanted - my U.S. shows and Sean's Food Network. Which means that I got to watch the West Wing tonight. And I think that EVERYONE on the show needed a haircut, which makes NO sense for the first show of the season. Was everyone running to their trailer at the last minute? Should Josh really look like Kramer? And who put the bangs on Donna?!? No no no. It accentuated the bags under her eyes. All I know is, someone is working overtime around there blow-drying all of the men's hair curled under in the back of their almost-mullets. Toby! He could almost have a pretty curled-under ponytail! Who is doing this?!?
This weekend I also brought in all the houseplants and set them up indoors, after laying a few to rest. The patio looks much better without 27 dying houseplants displayed on it.
I made a chocolate chip snackcake last night that I threw away this morning (eeeew. eew. The sugar and cinnamon were dry on top and the chocolate chips were wayyyy too much), and later made PB Hugs cookies tonight. I over-microwaved the shit out of my leftover spaghetti for dinner (I over-microwave the shit out of everything until it's boiling and has become one with the dish it's in) and it wasn't what I wanted, so I just had four cookies for dinner instead. Because it's Sunday! And also because I have no supervision!
Thursday I made special maple leaf cookies for my bosses since Ryan brought in one of those cookie-mix-with-a-cookie-cutter sets. I added all this extra stuff to the mix because the mix sucked, then made a super-duper maple flavored frosting loaded with red food dye (Mmmmmmmmmmmm) and frosted those suckers as carefully as I could and spread them out ALL OVER my tiny kitchen to dry to perfection. Which they did. So I stacked them neatly in the baggie Friday morning, making sure not to break any maple leaf stems (I honestly don't like making rolled cookies much - what a pain) and delivered them to work. Then David said "Hey let's get some coffee!" and when we returned Dario said to Mica "Whaddya got there Mica?" and what she had was an empty, torn baggie and a major sugar high.
More pictures of our apartment arrangement here on Flickr.
Bats at Hummingbird Feeders (thanks, Mom!)
I tried to reply in the comments, but Enetation considered it spam ("insurance"? "credit card"?).
We were offered a "real" credit card at our bank, providing we show our U.S. taxes for the past two years to prove that we don't owe on our taxes. And Sean & I shifted in our seats uncomfortably and said "We'll take the pre-paid card."
And I called the Pet Insurance place today - apparently old-cat yuck-mouth is a pre-existing condition, and therefore it's not covered. Whereas if they break a tooth in an accident then they cover extractions and root canals. I said "Thanks" and hung up.
I also mentioned that we own exactly enough Starbucks stock to pay the $1300 for the cats to get their teeth cleaned, and how it broke my heart to cash out my Starbucks stock when it's so low right now. Then I hopped on my stock site and found out that Starbucks is splitting their stock on Oct. 3, to be paid Oct. 21. And I told Dommi, "Wait a month, darlin, and we'll take care of ya".
Note to everyone with pets: PLEASE get their teeth cleaned at least once before they are old. I don't know what vets recommend, but I would say between 7-10 years old. It may keep them from getting rotten teeth infections later. Start a savings account for it now.
How will these children grow? (Courtesy Mimi Smartypants) It's so awful it looks like a joke site. Please pass the bag lunch.
Today was a yummy smoothie for breakfast and a yummy dinner for dinner and in between was EIGHT HOURS OF EXCEL HELL where I tried to breathe calmly while having visions of doing wrong and dirty things to Microsoft Excel and maintaining my utmost administrative composure. Relatively. I was saying so many swear words in my head that I actually dredged up an old one from junior high that I thought I had forgotten.
Dominique and Hobbes need their teeth cleaned. 15 years and not brushed once, so you can imagine. So I call around and get some quotes and they actually charge $650 dollars. And that's average. For one cat. I actually asked one woman "Okay, how `bout if I brought them in just to get all of their teeth pulled?" and instead of calling the ASPCA she calmly said, in her Australian accent, "We'd still have the same charges, maybe more, due to all of the extractions." and she didn't hang up on me. They have to include blood work, anesthesia, the IV, the actual cleaning, and then something like $7.44 for every 3.7879876 minutes for extractions, or something mathematically putrid like that. When I pet Dommi on her jaw, she smacks in pain. I hate this.
I looked into pet insurance next. For all three cats, with the multi-cat discount, it's only $125 per month for the super special insurance* that actually covers dental work. Um. Not sure if that adds up right. After the deductible.
Speaking of deductibles, Sean and I bought our first Canadian credit card Saturday! (Bought! Credit card!) Since we have zero credit up here (it's as if we've just dropped in from the sky), the only way we can get credit is to buy a pre-paid credit card for $500. Which is not exactly how we wanted to spend $500. We gave ourselves a loan! With interest! Why?
The ham & cheese pita really is the funniest/saddest one.
* Hoo boy, you shoulda seen the section where it asks "any medical problems?" on Jalen's form.