On 8/9/2026 at 3:57 PM, LadyCrimson said:

there was this time where we had like, four plates, four bowls,

I feel an odd need to mention/add that this is why some friends of ours bought us a cheap blue ceramic set of 8 dinner/snack plate/bowls set for Xmas. They got tired of eating off our 4 mismatched plates. :D Hubby's broken a few bowls/a few plates, and most of the small plates were either broken/lost/tossed as I kept using them as cat-dishes. We still use the larger plates sometimes. I bought stand alone larger soup bowls from grocery stores over the years. So there's this wild mish mash of different bowls in the cupboard.

--- The four glue circles finally fell/peeled off hubby's back. It's been 3+ weeks and most of the surgery-pain is gone for him I think, but no improvement in general. But still very "early." Doc actually said while it could be a lot sooner, it could potentially be 4-5 months - which seems odd it would take that long but ok. He's allowed to do his short swims in the pool again.
---Have had this single-sized hard foam mattress as a bed that I've used for years and years. Finally getting extra unhappy with it. Am tempted to pull my mother's old 60's/early 70's style sofa into the room and just sleep on that since I find it comfy/nice for the back (most couch designs today suck). Problem is I'm not sure I could get it through the bedroom door/hallway angle (by myself). It's not at all heavy (not a pullout-sofabed type, nor heavily upholstered, 4 skinny legs) but it's 7 feet long, meaning it has to be on-end and be tilted and angled quite a bit. Where's the friendly neighborhood teenage son when you need one.

Edited Tuesday at 12:18 AM2 days by LadyCrimson

clear another 70gb of space on hard drive

some of those stuff must have been important 5 year ago

feel old and exhausted

Drove my prairie route to work for the first time since holidays have ended. Wheat is already being threshed!

There's a small female medium-haired tabby-ish cat who comes around our yard to drink from the pool late night. She was very shy regarding approaching us, for months. I'm assuming she has an owner, she seems healthy enough, although sometimes kinda unkempt. Anyway, over time she became less afraid re: approaching, and I'd occasionally give her a piece of chicken or something. One day at the store I thought I'd buy a small box of those snack "tubes" - which I've never used/bought before. Not sure they existed when I still had Mr. Black.

Anyway, cat loved those. Since I'm pretty sure she's not a stray, and I don't want her to think she's "my" cat - plus I'm not convinced how healthy the tubes are, I think they're mostly oils - I only give her one a couple times a week. Still, there she is, now every night around 9pm-midnight, hoping. I've become part of her nightly check-in rounds I guess, as outdoor kitties tend to do/have. I seriously think they must put a tiny bit of heroin in these things - eg, fresh piece of real chicken, or a "tube" - they want the tube. Almost scary, really. :D