"What's going on, what's going on..."
Cramming that last bit of food in my gullet and readying myself to untangle some numbers for work and find out what happened to cause said entanglement. I like mysteries and solving logical things like numbers, it makes one feel, well, smart.
Last nights dinner was not so nice to me, so I rolled into work feeling green. As the day goes on I feel better and I found that Davey canceled practice because he was up and down all night checking on Noemi.
She's doing well. I follow her like a hawk, no nose in the papers, I only have been reading when she takes a nap. She is a heavy sleeper and she had a big day yesterday getting her shots. She didn't like the spray up the nose thing and Davey sent me a rather cute text message to let me know all was well. I may have posted some of this yesterday, I can't really remember and I would rather not go back and check if you don't mind. She recovered and was back to her self.
Ah but she has discovered the cat food and now everyone is on a schedule. She was quick to get over begging for food, I don't give in. My father's Chihuahua/Jack Russell terrier has bad food allergy's and he still feed's him scraps. I won't do the same. My parents were really great with the dog's but after my Mum's stroke they are a bit too tired to keep them on the square and they've gotten a bit lazy. I mean real lazy. I have to kick them out to go pee and clean the house top to bottom whenever I visit. Yuck. My Da replaced all the carpet with tile so my Mum can get around and it is easier to clean up. They have been re-homing some pets which is how I got Chirpy the Pacific Parrotlet and Sugar Buns the Albino Manx. She had offered the Australian Sheppard and though he is very well trained, they have a wonderful yard for him to make his runs. Dogs like that need to herd and I get a little sad seeing them in the city. Most folks are great with their companions here, so it isn't so much as I make it out to be, but herding dogs need more room to run rather then small dogs.
At least my co workers don't mind when I slip into my speaking to a puppy voice, lol.She was a great morale boost for the store and I will find a way to get her in for a visit. My old co worker (if you are still on this , "Hi!") gave me info on training her to be a service dog since she could alert someone if I have a seizure. We'll see. I could legally bring my dog to work, though it would be too distracting really.
In other news: My country band put in our notice for our rehearsal space, cause we are too poor to afford the luxury. I gave my whole energy to my old band and this is something I wouldn't have imagine back then, but I am thankfully much more realistic now. Being in a Acoustic band has much more advantage in that you can rehearse in your house and rent an hourly when you need to get loud. For as little as we have been practicing that sounds like the best. Other band mates have been really nice to let us use their spaces when they can too. So it ain't the worst thing. It's not like I will be a famous musician or anything. I got over that.I am gaining momentum in tattooing so I am grateful to give it the energy it deserves. When I moved to the city, I put that idea away. I thought it could be the thing I would fall back on. Sometimes I regret not having followed through and then I could much more experience, but I had really wonderful experiences as a musician and getting to play those great venues. I have no complaints really. I really have gotten to do a whole hell of a lot. Now that I am older , I can focus! Now that I don't have that manic energy that I used to the focus is there.
I am grateful today. So very grateful. I need to hold unto that.
Last nights dinner was not so nice to me, so I rolled into work feeling green. As the day goes on I feel better and I found that Davey canceled practice because he was up and down all night checking on Noemi.
She's doing well. I follow her like a hawk, no nose in the papers, I only have been reading when she takes a nap. She is a heavy sleeper and she had a big day yesterday getting her shots. She didn't like the spray up the nose thing and Davey sent me a rather cute text message to let me know all was well. I may have posted some of this yesterday, I can't really remember and I would rather not go back and check if you don't mind. She recovered and was back to her self.
Ah but she has discovered the cat food and now everyone is on a schedule. She was quick to get over begging for food, I don't give in. My father's Chihuahua/Jack Russell terrier has bad food allergy's and he still feed's him scraps. I won't do the same. My parents were really great with the dog's but after my Mum's stroke they are a bit too tired to keep them on the square and they've gotten a bit lazy. I mean real lazy. I have to kick them out to go pee and clean the house top to bottom whenever I visit. Yuck. My Da replaced all the carpet with tile so my Mum can get around and it is easier to clean up. They have been re-homing some pets which is how I got Chirpy the Pacific Parrotlet and Sugar Buns the Albino Manx. She had offered the Australian Sheppard and though he is very well trained, they have a wonderful yard for him to make his runs. Dogs like that need to herd and I get a little sad seeing them in the city. Most folks are great with their companions here, so it isn't so much as I make it out to be, but herding dogs need more room to run rather then small dogs.
At least my co workers don't mind when I slip into my speaking to a puppy voice, lol.She was a great morale boost for the store and I will find a way to get her in for a visit. My old co worker (if you are still on this , "Hi!") gave me info on training her to be a service dog since she could alert someone if I have a seizure. We'll see. I could legally bring my dog to work, though it would be too distracting really.
In other news: My country band put in our notice for our rehearsal space, cause we are too poor to afford the luxury. I gave my whole energy to my old band and this is something I wouldn't have imagine back then, but I am thankfully much more realistic now. Being in a Acoustic band has much more advantage in that you can rehearse in your house and rent an hourly when you need to get loud. For as little as we have been practicing that sounds like the best. Other band mates have been really nice to let us use their spaces when they can too. So it ain't the worst thing. It's not like I will be a famous musician or anything. I got over that.I am gaining momentum in tattooing so I am grateful to give it the energy it deserves. When I moved to the city, I put that idea away. I thought it could be the thing I would fall back on. Sometimes I regret not having followed through and then I could much more experience, but I had really wonderful experiences as a musician and getting to play those great venues. I have no complaints really. I really have gotten to do a whole hell of a lot. Now that I am older , I can focus! Now that I don't have that manic energy that I used to the focus is there.
I am grateful today. So very grateful. I need to hold unto that.