So, it’s off to mow the lawn. It’s been getting a bit out of hand. What with the rain and blowsery* weather I have not taken it to task. Since I’ve little to no hills but for the back yard it’s not really much of a physical chore. Well, there is the hauling of the cuttings to the compost pen in the back yard. But that’s what where the cart comes in handy. So, while I slave away you all have yourselves a merry Sunday.
*Yes, I know blowsery isn’t a word. Yet you know exactly what I mean!
Fridays, that is. Always a pain because of the short turn-a-round from getting off of work at 9:00 PM on Thursday night and having to be into work at 8:00 AM Friday morning. So, now it’s off to the shower. Type to you all later.
Actually, it went away. By the time I hit the 3 mile mark of my run the sun started showing through and the temperature started moving up. I ended up taking off my rain poncho and carrying it for my walk.
That’s right. I only ran for 3 miles and then walked the remaining distance home. After two days of 44 minute runs I took a break.
I’m going running in the rain. What a glorious feeling – running in the rain.
Actually, it’s already simmering down to a light sprinkle. It’s the temperature that’s a bit disconcerting. But only a bit. I’ve got the gear to deal with it. See you on the other side.
It would appear that Smokey and I are at loggerheads. He continues to believe my toes are his personal toys. I have made it clear they are not. It seems I have a cat that is not respecting my boundaries. This is unacceptable. Especially since he chooses to act as if he doesn’t understand me at all. I hope I haven’t gotten an immigrant feline that doesn’t speak English. Also unacceptable.
There ought be a wall…… errrr, I mean law.
Our new kitten is going ape shit crazy. And even worse? He’s decided my toes are his own personal play toys! The little shit. Anyway, here on my blog, for the first time, is a blurry picture of the new addition to our home: Smokey!
