Global Warming & The Grind

(Michelle Obama's White House Kitchen Garden)

While every day is a new day, when you have my memory (which is not a good memory), each day feels like the last.  And sometimes you think it's the next.  Thus, why I am happy for the arrival of fall - and change that I can believe in.

Now, I know with global warming getting increasingly bothersome, the dog days of summer - or as Georgie likes to call them, the cat days - seem to have extended well beyond their expiration date.  You can practically hear the words on everybody's lips.

Georgie loves tropical weather and she also loves water, so more of either of those things, and you have a cat that is shamefully doing all she can to make global warming worse.  When she isn't sunbathing on the windowsill or tearing holes in the shower curtain she is plugging in all my outlets and blasting the AC window unit at 60 degrees.  She also wants a cadillac with tinted windows.

Last time I took her to the vet, she was upset that people could see her through her carrier.  I got a phone call 1 hour after dropping her off.  Something to the extent of "We can't bathe Georgie.  She's 'grumpy.'"

First, Georgie is grumpy 90% of the time and I don't see how it makes her any more difficult to handle.  Second, the Kansas City groomer seemed to bathe her just fine, and quite frequently.  And they were cheaper than Dupont.

So she thinks she can play this game of "new place, new Georgie" with me, but it isn't fooling anybody.  Guess who has a grooming appointment over Christmas in KC?

So...Fall.  That means movies, "spirited" hot chocolate, a good book, falling leaves...

Yeah none of that will be happening.  Except maybe the falling leaves part.  All of the two I may see out of my window that drift into the parking lot.

I may be an owl for halloween, if I am even something.  I found a mask for that.  Georgie is going to be a Lynx.  Another thought I had was an alcoholic...

Hmmmm....not much else going on here on a Sunday morning.  I am going to read some cases about stalking protective orders in Oregon (and maybe need to break out the color coded highlighting for that one), and perhaps give the new resident family doctor (Doctor of Education, that is) a call.  My brain is feeling ill, plus she's the only one thats up this early anyway.

Did I mention there is a new doctor in the family?  And I like her new initials now.  E.D.O'D.  E.D.D.  (Ok, I toyed with the last name to make it work.)   Congrats Liz!  Dr. Liz as she'll be referred to from now on...

And now to wait for the most immediate change I can believe in - niece "Rachel/Rebecca" that should be making her appearance any day now.

Yup, I narrowed it down.  And I know that I guessed it, so don't even bother trying.