Another one bites the dust – I feed everything especially birds. There weren’t any birds around for a day or two. I assumed there was a hawk hovering but I didn’t see it. You can see them perched on a rooftop or treetop. As I went out to change the water in the bird bath I saw why. There was a dead male cardinal on the patio. There were no bite marks so it wasn’t a critter kill. He probably flew into the house. We have a large kitchen window with a window box under it. It’s all decked for the holidays with greens, lights and big red berries. I took out all the berries which are probably what attracted the bird. No one dies on my watch.
Breakfast anyone? – Last Sunday I was at the mall when it opened. There was a family with two kids walking in at the same time. They all had their Christmas pajamas on – the stretchy fleece kind with reindeer and snowflakes and Christmas balls all over. Even Dad had a pair on. It must have been fun for the kids bit it was really an eyeful, all that color and flash and fleece! (PS: The beloved husband informed me after I posted that this family was getting a portrait taken. They walked into the photo studio to stand in line.)
The 90-minute rule – I had lunch with a friend who has very useful life lessons. We talked about the holidays and she has a 90-minute rule when she goes to functions. She is in and out in 90 minutes. I laughed but when I thought about it, that’s my attention span. Even for a nice dinner, I start rutching around in my seat after a while.
The last hours – My email is filled with sales notices. “Last chance,” “Final hours” or “last day” is prominent in the subject line. Many people complain about it but it’s a part of the holidays. Occasionally you can get a good buy. Other times I enjoy looking at the merchandise for ideas. Sometimes I delete, delete. In January there will be other opportunities for that last chance. The only thing that happens all the time is that once in a lifetime sale.
Woo hoo! – After plateauing for two weeks. Hazel (our chubby cat) has lost another half-pound. She is now under 16 pounds for the first time in five years. There were high fives all around and we broke out the catnip! I do physical therapy by putting her meals on the cat tower steps. It’s very hard to get an old cat to exercise or even move (other than her jaws). (I am proud of me for being so strong with those big sad eyes looking at her empty dish!)
So…how was your week?