Guess who hasn't been out of the house in a week?
That would be me.
I've worn a path between my converted garage bedroom to the back door to let animals in and out... to the kitchen for sustenance and indulgence... to the bathroom for... well, you know what that's for... and back to my little nest.
I'm not bored.
I've got one of those incredibly creative minds that always has something brewing.
Or, you could say that the voices in my head keep me entertained. *wink*
But actually, the furbabies and my mama are my constant companions.
Here are a few of my favorite things from the past week:
Lady the dog and Eddie the cat camouflage themselves in the brown shag carpet that has seen better days.
Eddie is not particularly sociable. Sometimes he plays troll and hisses at everyone who wants to go past him. Sometimes he comes up to me and lays his head on my shoulder.
Lady is old - about 13 years - and had a huge cyst taken off of her last Summer. She has another cyst coming up that we just noticed the other day. She is arthritic and moves slowly unless Pop announces that it's BISCUIT TIME and then she is Canine Flash. She can "sit" and if you ask for "paw" she shakes your hand. You don't ever start petting her unless you're ready for a long term commitment because she will keep pestering you to go on and on and on.
I'm also particularly enjoying little Debbie spring cakes. The tulip ones are my favorite.
I'm obsessing over the Jodi Arias trial.
I've started working on my genealogy research again after taking a few months off. I'm working on expanding to include aunts and uncles of my direct ancestors. It's slow but interesting and you can pick up a few extra bits and pieces of the family history - finding out that a widowed grandmother lived with her daughter - finding out what side of the Civil War your 3xgreat uncle served on. It's interesting.
I'm struggling with guilt about what I haven't been able to do lately but I'm trying to be logistical and not emotional about it. It's better for me to listen to my body and rest when I need to instead of trying to tough it out or push through pain.
I'm enjoying Tori Spelling's website. I know, I know... she's kinda cheesy or whatever... but she seems to be very hands on with her children and she is really creative about parties and decorating, etc.
So that's life. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.
I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad.
Love and hugs, y'all.