Yesterday my aging, blind dachshund had a full dental.
Obviously, she needed to be knocked out for the cleaning. I know it can be dangerous, but of course it is necessary. (If I think about it, I’ve had my share of deep dental cleanings and “mild procedures” during which I would have preferred to be unconscious. Really for most of them. All of them. But I digress.) She did wonderfully with no extractions! When Dave brought our groggy girl home and she dined on a little chicken and water. After a chaperoned tour of the backyard, she came in and promptly fell asleep on her favorite pillow.
Meanwhile, I had come across a Librarians movie marathon. As the first movie got underway, I made popcorn and settled down for the duration. Just as Noah was hacking his way thru the jungle, I heard an odd sound from the floor. My dear dachshund was lurching to her feet. Thinking she needed help for an outdoor trip, I called for Dave. She was very unsteady and staggered towards me. She bounced against the couch, my leg, the couch, my ankle and then sat down hard. Alarmed, I looked to Dave. He shrugged and said, “give her some popcorn,”. Sure enough, The scent of popcorn had revived our girl! huwa!
I made a mistake today. I thought I had to work 12 -8. Did my usual morning routine, said byebye to Dave and my dogs, drove to work. To find out my shift actually starts at 4p. Ooops and yipee! Even though one manager and one supervisor offered to find ‘stuff’ for me to do, I ran for it! I feel like a kid being sent home early from school because the snow was falling too fast.
What to do?
Well, there are Golden Girls reruns that could be watched. Start work on a special order. Coffee and a snack? Yes to it all!
Even though I will have to drive back soon.. what a treat!
By the way… Another piece from my Etsy shop:
Have fun today… at least for a couple of hours…
There is something absolutely delightful about staying home on – as Pooh would say – a blustery day. I was going to go to this coffee shop I know. I’ve been there once, it was very pleasant. I wanted to make it a Thursday morning thing. This Thursday morning it was blustery, but the rain had stopped. I decided make myself presentable and drive to the coffee shop. No mocha today, just a nice coffee. I dressed and looked out to rain/sleet/snow. Suddenly the shop seemed oh so far away and my own coffee pot was so nearby. Today I’ll have to make my own and cuddle the dogs.
Today’s peek of my Etsy shop:
I fear I am becoming far too delighted by boxes.
As I slowly add more items to my little Etsy shop, it occurs to me: What if something sells? One must have a box. A proper gift box. Wait…. Different size gift boxes! Maybe with a stamp..nonono…a sticker! Yes, must be a sticker!
Naturally, as more and more boxes of boxes began to arrive, I suddenly thought: “Hey. I need shipping boxes. And in different sizes. ” (To match the different size gift boxes of course.).
And thus it continued. Until the other night. After searching office supply stores and various internet shops, I found the suitably petite, but not tiny, shipping box for maybe a pair of earrings. I held the newly arrived box out to Dave. “Look. It’s perfect!”. Dave: “unhuh”.
Okay, so maybe I’m a bit much with the box thing. But I am now prepared to double box anything. With matching stickers.