A fairly easy holiday

This holiday has been fairly easy. While we did go out on Christmas Eve to grab a few last minute items, most of them were normal groceries.

The dogs were able to get their goodies and devoured the Busy Bones (yogurt version) within minutes. They spazzed over their special little toys and had fun, which made it a nice start to the day. Jamie and Rhonda had agreed to go ahead and do our Christmas on Christmas Eve, so we did our little bid of insanity last night.

Jamie and I wasted a bit of time this morning before heading up to his grandmother’s house so we could give her her present as well as drop of Fred and Jenny’s. We got Jamie’s grandmother a book on chickens, made a gift basket of coffee stuff for Jenny, and gave Fred some of his favorite foodstuffs (like peanut butter and Ritz crackers). I got one of those earmuff/wrap things and Jamie got a neat wolf painting.

Now Jamie’s got a headache and I’ve got to go and take the dogs out.

It’s been an average Roanoke Christmas. Rainy and cold last night, coldish and overcast today.

What have I gotten myself into?

I accepted two jobs.

I started Job A this past Thursday and it’s going alright. After my first day, I started over-analyzing things and having enormous bouts of self-doubt. Things are going a bit better so things are going alright.

I had my orientation for Job B this evening. I was supposed to have my first day on this coming Wednesday, but that’s not going to be happening. Thankfully the main manager was doing the orientation and was cool with working around Job A. The downside is that the scheduling she did was in the middle of all my shifts for Job A except for this coming Thursday. We discussed it and she’s cool with me just being there for Thursday and I wrote down my next week’s schedule for Job A so she could have a copy of it.

For Job B, she’s offered to “make up” any difference between what Job A has me scheduled and a regular 40-hour work week because she doesn’t want to work me to death. It’s going to be weird as I’ve never done this type of work before, but it’ll be interesting.

Job B is more of a long-term thing while Job A is…I don’t know.

I keep getting mixed information for Job A. I was informed that it would be temporary and that I should expect to stay with them until “January. Ish.” Then, I got information of “since you’ll be here, you’ll get this work shirt” (instead of the one I have right now) and a breif mention of “you’ll be here at least 90 days.” Before turning around and doing the temporary thing, then telling me I’ll be getting my own locker.

It’s really weird and I don’t know exactly what to expect, and I let the manager at Job B know about the flip-flopping I keep getting for Job A. I fully intend on letting whomever know what goes on. And, because I keep getting this back-and-forth thing, I’m banking on staying until “January-ish” because then I’m not going to be getting too involved and no matter what, I won’t get disappointed.

 

Now I’m just glad I made some new inserts for my organizer. This way I can stay on top of this insanity as I go along.

An update for Uggs

We’ve just gotten back home from picking up Mr Uggs from the vet.

His kidneys are fine, he has elevated triglycerides, and they had to use alternative methods to get enough pee for a urinalysis. We will find out the results tomorrow.

He is home, he is grumpy, and he has had subutaneous liquids injected to make sure he stays hydrated (for just in case). He’s allowed to go back to normal litter and right now we’re still having to separate him and Snooch. So, Ugly gets to stay a “prisoner” in the bedroom where we can keep an eye on him.

So far, he’s doing well. Chances are, if anything, he may have a UTI or slight bladder infection and we’ll find out tomorrow what’s up. Thankfully, our vet office  understands that we’d rather be safe than sorry .

Cat-filled Adventur

On Saturday, we took Mr Uggs to the vet because his skin was dry and he wasn’t acting very much like himself. We were told it may have been an allergen, his heart murmur is “barely even a one” on their scale, and he’s ok to take predisone to help with his wheezing. We were also given a pump container of Omega-3 to squirt on his food.

He wouldn’t touch his food if the Omega-3 stuff was on it, and he begrudgingly took his predisone (because we found the pill-shooter). But, he still wasn’t acting like himself. Uggs did stop his licking/nipping if you scritched part of his back, but he wasn’t eating all that much nor drinking as much as he normally does. And he wasn’t being very active.

Jamie woke up in the middle of the night, cleaned his litter box, and by the time we’d gotten up a few hours later, Uggs still hadn’t used his box. So, call the vet’s office, head over to the vet and Ugly pees in his carrier as soon as we sit down. They go to try to get a sample to run a urinalysis on him, but they couldn’t get enough. They filled his bladder to make sure he could pee and we got discharged after instructions of “empty and wash the litter box, put this stuff in it and as soon as he pees, gather it back up into this container (it looks like one of the pee cups at human-doctor offices) and bring it back. If he pees when we’re closed, stick it in the fridge and then bring it over as soon as you can.”

He peed in his carrier on the puppy pad they put in there while we were in the car on the way home. (because that’s how Mr Ugly rolls)

So, I bring him in, let him out of the carrier and go empty out the litter box. Spent some time washing the box, apologized to Rhonda for throwing more dirty laundry down the basement steps, and dumped these little tiny black pellets into the clean, dry litter box. Ugly looked at it and gave me the “are you kidding me?” look and proceeded to spend his time walking around, looking out the window, and being his normal Ugly self.

By 6 pm last night, he still hadn’t peed so I had to call the vet and ask what to do. I was informed that it’s most likely that he’s being stubborn and holding it in. I was also told that if he doesn’t pee overnight, then to bring him back in and they’ll keep him for observation, re-fill his bladder, and make him pee.

So, as soon as the vet’s office opens this morning, we’ll be there to check him in. He’s eating normal and drinking a bit, but still no litter box usage. Jamie thought it might be because he’s picky about his litter. But I really don’t know. We both worry about him and want to make sure he’s alright.

Now to go set up his carrier and wait for the right moment to take him to it.

Small-town Adventur

Yesterday was a day of Adventur (in a Sam Starbuck kind of style, which is why I purposefully forgot the ‘e’)

Rhonda had asked her mom if she wanted to go out shopping with us. Originally, she was all gung-ho about it, but then got into one of her “moods” where she hemmed and hawwed and “wasn’t sure” if she’d go out with us because Allen wasn’t going shopping with us (because gods forbid the guy has to work). Eventually, she decided that she would go shopping with us.

Jamie reluctantly came with us (he wasn’t feeling too great) and we picked up Rhonda’s mom (Nanny). She did her normal stand-by-the-door-with-a-finger-out “telling us” to “give her a minute” because she obviously didn’t have enough time to get ready and tell her husband she’d see him later (it happens every time. The only difference this time was she didn’t take 20 minutes to actually get out of the house) We hit the library first because Rhonda wanted to check out new books.

Jamie and I walked across the street to Mill Mountain Coffee and Tea and lamented that it had been 6 or 7 years since we’d stepped foot in the coffee shop. This particular shop is, without a doubt, the best one. We haven’t been to the one that has opened/just opened/will open soon near Tanglewood, but we’ve been to the one in Downtown Roanoke and it is not fun. The one in Downtown Salem is by far the best; Jamie and I agreed that we need to come back sometime soon (well, sooner than 7 years) and buy drinks from them again.

Jamie, not realizing how cold it was, got an iced latte and I went to get some Darjeeling, but the girl said she was out and offered alternatives (these guys are awesome, they offer alternatives that are “very similiar” and even offer to make a pot of tea of your choice if that is what your heart is set on). Jamie pointed out I should try something different, so I went with the “cumin tea” which is really good. It tastes a lot like Darjeeling and had enough earthy tone to stand on its own. Rhonda thought it was gross.

We walked back across the street, set out drinks in the car, and went inside the library to go hunt for Rhonda and Nanny. We pointed out to Rhonda that she really needs to sign up for her own library card so she doesn’t have to rely on Nanny’s (hopefully we’ll be able to get her to do it soon) and we picked out a couple of books for ourselves. Jamie found a couple on germs while I found a couple on forensic psychology that may help out with a story idea I have.

While we headed to Walmart, Nanny demanded to know if Allen was taking a specific pain medication for no reason. After Rhonda responded, she refused to say why she needed to know. Nanny became huffy after about the fourth time Rhonda asked why and went off on a speil about how she was “watching this documentary” the other day about buzzards in India and how they were dropping dead and they found out why was because of this specific pain medication being injected into cattle. She continued to get louder and louder as Jamie interjected with “all medication has risks.”

Nanny was pretty much arguing for the sake of arguing and because she can’t ever be wrong. She easily ignored me and became madder as Jamie was just trying to have a level conversation with her and Rhonda just became even more irritated.

We dropped off Allen’s lunch in his car (some awesome, awesome food from local place: Joe’s Deli) and headed inside. Nanny seethed a bit, Rhonda asked for the list, and Jamie and I went off in search of an employee to see if she still works there. We didn’t see her, so we went back to the grocery section and found Nanny and Rhonda not far from where we left them: in produce because Nanny wanted to talk to Allen. Rhonda, Jamie, and I walked around and pretty much lost Nanny. She has this terrible habit of disappearing in stores.

By the time Nanny met back up with us, we had most of the shopping done and Rhonda wanted to check the little-boys section for an outfit for Lincoln and Gavin (Jamie’s cousin Tasha’s little boys). We looked but they didn’t have much of a section for what was needed and it was mostly pajamas. We headed out, agreeing that we should go look at Target or the Bonsack Walmart since they have larger selections of little boy clothes (well, baby/toddler clothes).

We lost Nanny, and I didn’t realize it until she popped up while we were looking for Allen’s aftershave. She had two matching outfits and said that these would be perfect. We had to agree, they were adorable, but they were too thick. She huffed and went off about how they were the “thinnest fabric” available and we had to point out that it was fleece, they all live in Arizona, and it’s still too thick. She ignored me but after hearing Rhonda and Jamie point out that fleece is too hot for Arizona, she got this pissed off/highly disappointed look on her face and stomped off. Jamie and I apologized to Rhonda while she agreed that this “thin” fleece was way too hot for small children in Arizona and Nanny doesn’t seem to realize that Arizona is at least 30 to 40 degrees hotter than Virginia all year long.

Rhonda and I agreed that we should go look at Target later on to try to find something simple (like sweat pants and a long sleeved shirt because apparently it’ll be impossible, or crazy expensive, to find a pair of pants/jeans for Gavin).

Rhonda went in line, Nanny showed up, and Jamie and I headed to the car because Jamie needed to get his meal in and I just really wanted to get the hell out of Walmart. Shortly thereafter, they came out and we helped load up groceries. We dropped Nanny back off at her house and headed back to Roanoke to Kroger.

Rhonda was explaining that her voucher for an extra 10% off didn’t work. The voucher didn’t state that it had to be on Allen’s card and no one was informed that it had to be Walmart employees only that could get the extra 10% off. The store manager was thoroughly confused and it wasn’t until Personnel was involved that we learn that it has to be the employee’s card, swiped by the employee and it’s invalid if the employee is still on the clock. Personnel apparently offered to re-do the transaction but Allen had to point out we’d already left (Rhonda had gotten a call about it while Allen was on his lunch break).

Then we found out that Nanny had demanded the receipt and voucher so she could give it to Allen. She didn’t want Rhonda to give it to him and only she could go say goodbye to him. It was pretty messed up.

Kroger was fairly uneventful. We had to double-back a couple of times because the grocery list was a little bit everywhere. I picked up my “free!” container of coffee (yay for Kroger coupons) and Jamie picked up his peanut butter so we could use another “free!” coupon.

Jamie gave up, so we dropped him off, and headed over to Walgreens to pick up some cards Jamie had ordered. They look interesting, but Jamie was a bit disappointed when he saw some of them. (they’re photo cards, so it’s a good thing I have a silver Sharpie somewhere) Then Rhonda and I hit the Dollar Tree to look for some small containers for Jamie’s protein powder.

I thought I had picked a good pack of containers, but Jamie pointed out that it’s too big and he’d lose a good portion of the protein powder, but it’ll work great for oatmeal! (the downside means that we’ll have to go buy the Rubbermaid ones and they’re $4 for a pack of 2. Jamie needs five of these little buggers) Rhonda and I also found a dinosaur coloring book and got it for him (Jamie loves dinosaurs).

We came home and ended our Adventur.

I came to the conclusion I should

Yesterday was a day of Adventur (in a Sam Starbuck kind of style, which is why I purposefully forgot the ‘e’)

Rhonda had asked her mom if she wanted to go out shopping with us. Originally, she was all gung-ho about it, but then got into one of her “moods” where she hemmed and hawwed and “wasn’t sure” if she’d go out with us because Allen wasn’t going shopping with us (because gods forbid the guy has to work). Eventually, she decided that she would go shopping with us.

Jamie reluctantly came with us (he wasn’t feeling too great) and we picked up Rhonda’s mom (Nanny). She did her normal stand-by-the-door-with-a-finger-out “telling us” to “give her a minute” because she obviously didn’t have enough time to get ready and tell her husband she’d see him later (it happens every time. The only difference this time was she didn’t take 20 minutes to actually get out of the house) We hit the library first because Rhonda wanted to check out new books.

Jamie and I walked across the street to Mill Mountain Coffee and Tea and lamented that it had been 6 o 7 years since we’d stepped foot in the coffee shop. This particular shop is, without a doubt, the best one. We haven’t been to the one that has opened/just opened/will open soon near Tanglewood, but we’ve been to the one in Downtown Roanoke and it is not fun. The one in Downtown Salem is by far the best; Jamie and I agreed that we need to come back sometime soon (well, sooner than 7 years) and buy drinks from them again.

Jamie, not realizing how cold it was, got an iced latte and I went to get some Darjeeling, but the girl said she was out and offered alternatives (these guys are awesome, they offer alternatives that are “very similiar” and even offer to make a pot of tea of your choice if that is what your heart is set on). Jamie pointed out I should try something different, so I went with the “cumin tea” which is really good. It tastes a lot like Darjeeling and had enough earthy tone to stand on its own. Rhonda thought it was gross.

We walked back across the street, set out drinks in the car, and went inside the library to go hunt for Rhonda and Nanny. We pointed out to Rhonda that she really needs to sign up for her own library card so she doesn’t have to rely on Nanny’s (hopefully we’ll be able to get her to do it soon) and we picked out a couple of books for ourselves. Jamie found a couple on germs while I found a couple on forensic psychology that may help out with a story idea I have.

While we headed to Walmart, Nanny demanded to know if Allen was taking a specific pain medication for no reason. After Rhonda responded, she refused to say why she needed to know. Nanny became huffy after about the fourth time Rhonda asked why and went off on a speil about how she was “watching this documentary” the other day about buzzards in India and how they were dropping dead and they found out why was because of this specific pain medication being injected into cattle. She continued to get louder and louder as Jamie interjected with “all medication has risks.”

Nanny was pretty much arguing for the sake of arguing and because she can’t ever be wrong. She easily ignored me and became madder as Jamie was just trying to have a level conversation with her and Rhonda just became even more irritated.

We dropped off Allen’s lunch in his car (some awesome, awesome food from local place: Joe’s Deli) and headed inside. Nanny seethed a bit, Rhonda asked for the list, and Jamie and I went off in search of an employee to see if she still works there. We didn’t see her, so we went back to the grocery section and found Nanny and Rhonda not far from where we left them: in produce because Nanny wanted to talk to Allen. Rhonda, Jamie, and I walked around and pretty much lost Nanny. She has this terrible habit of disappearing in stores.

By the time Nanny met back up with us, we had most of the shopping done and Rhonda wanted to check the little-boys section for an outfit for Lincoln and Gavin (Jamie’s cousin Tasha’s little boys). We looked but they didn’t have much of a section for what was needed and it was mostly pajamas. We headed out, agreeing that we should go look at Target or the Bonsack Walmart since they have larger selections of little boy clothes (well, baby/toddler clothes).

We lost Nanny, and I didn’t realize it until she popped up while we were looking for Allen’s aftershave. She had two matching outfits and said that these would be perfect. We had to agree, they were adorable, but they were too thick. She huffed and went off about how they were the “thinnest fabric” available and we had to point out that it was fleece, they all live in Arizona, and it’s still too thick. She ignored me but after hearing Rhonda and Jamie point out that fleece is too hot for Arizona, she got this pissed off/highly disappointed look on her face and stomped off. Jamie and I apologized to Rhonda while she agreed that this “thin” fleece was way too hot for small children in Arizona and Nanny doesn’t seem to realize that Arizona is at least 30 to 40 degrees hotter than Virginia all year long.

Rhonda and I agreed that we should go look at Target later on to try to find something simple (like sweat pants and a long sleeved shirt because apparently it’ll be impossible, or crazy expensive, to find a pair of pants/jeans for Gavin).

Rhonda went in line, Nanny showed up, and Jamie and I headed to the car because Jamie needed to get his meal in and I just really wanted to get the hell out of Walmart. Shortly thereafter, they came out and we helped load up groceries. We dropped Nanny back off at her house and headed back to Roanoke to Kroger.

Rhonda was explaining that her voucher for an extra 10% off didn’t work. The voucher didn’t state that it had to be on Allen’s card and no one was informed that it had to be Walmart employees only that could get the extra 10% off. The store manager was thoroughly confused and it wasn’t until Personnel was involved that we learn that it has to be the employee’s card, swiped by the employee and it’s invalid if the employee is still on the clock. Personnel apparently offered to re-do the transaction but Allen had to point out we’d already left (Rhonda had gotten a call about it while Allen was on his lunch break).

Then we found out that Nanny had demanded the receipt and voucher so she could give it to Allen. She didn’t want Rhonda to give it to him and only she could go say goodbye to him. It was pretty messed up.

Kroger was fairly uneventful. We had to double-back a couple of times because the grocery list was a little bit everywhere. I picked up my “free!” container of coffee (yay for Kroger coupons) and Jamie picked up his peanut butter so we could use another “free!” coupon.

Jamie gave up, so we dropped him off, and headed over to Walgreens to pick up some cards Jamie had ordered. They look interesting, but Jamie was a bit disappointed when he saw some of them. (they’re photo cards, so it’s a good thing I have a silver Sharpie somewhere) Then Rhonda and I hit the Dollar Tree to look for some small containers for Jamie’s protein powder.

I thought I had picked a good pack of containers, but Jamie pointed out that it’s too big and he’d lose a good portion of the protein powder, but it’ll work great for oatmeal! (the downside means that we’ll have to go buy the Rubbermaid ones and they’re $4 for a pack of 2. Jamie needs five of these little buggers) Rhonda and I also found a dinosaur coloring book and got it for him (Jamie loves dinosaurs).

We came home and ended our Adventur.

I came to the conclusion I should write more, even if it’s like 50 words and post it. It’ll be fun. I shouldn’t set a limit for myself of “at least 300+ words per post” or whatever my brain has been doing to me.

I’m also trying to work on outlines for some short stories. The more I work on one outline, the more I realize that I have quite a number of stories floating around in my head that I’ve never really bothered to jot down. It’ll be a fun learning experience.

And now to continue listening to older episodes of Mysterious Universe (well, MU+) and work on knitting projects.

I have also learned that Baklava does not like me.