Tell me something. Why does the order usually go “thunder and lightning”? Isn’t it true that lightning comes first and that’s what produces the thunder? The definition of thunder is
a loud rumbling or crashing noise heard after a lightning flash due to the expansion of rapidly heated air.
At any rate, that’s what we’ve had — again — today.
The donation flood of yesterday has slowed a little but it hasn’t stopped. Currently, as I write this, the total is $4,426. That’s 60% of the goal so it’s over halfway there!
there’s also PayPal. Just click on the Donate button at the bottom of this page and follow the prompts. One of my friends was unable to donate at GoFundMe because she has an American Express card. She was able to get it to go through on PayPal with no problem.
When I went out to feed the Catz this morning, I got nailed again but not by Black Tom. I was petting Pokey (the only one of the aunts I can keep straight) when I found a burr in her tail. I’ve been able to get them out of the tails of the other Catz but she took exception. She whirled around and got my bird finger on my left hand. I did my usual washing and dousing with tea tree oil. Since there is a flap where her claw went in, I made sure the oil went inside it. The only non-YUUUUUUUGE bandaid was one of the tiny ones but it’s stayed on.
The neighbor cat was lurking and it looked like it had a big wound on its back. There’s no way to get close enough to see so it’s speculation at this point.
The cantaloupe got killed. It could have stood another day or three but I didn’t want it to go too far. I saved the ripest parts but got some of the crunchy bits, too. I’ll bite the good part off and pitch the rest. I hate to do that but I’d rather than have an upset stomach from green cantaloupe.
I’ve felt a little better so I got busy and finished up less06m.
After weighing less yesterday and the day before, I was up by .9 lub today! Maybe I’ve turned a corner. I don’t want to gain a whole lot but I currently weigh about what I did when I was nearing the end of my 100% raw period back in 2010. The difference is, I don’t feel as good as I did then. Of course, I was having some health issues but nothing compared to what I have now.
I forgot to report that I called the DME supplier yesterday and asked about a mattress. I was told that since the bed has been purchased (it’s mine! woohoo!!) they can’t replace it through Humana. Medicare pays for a new mattress once every five years. I asked him if he knew the dimensions of the mattress and he didn’t. I’ve looked at them online but I have no idea what to get. I’d want something better, that’s for sure but buying a mattress sight unseen is a little off-putting. I’d definitely want something that doesn’t make me feel like I’m sitting on a bar when I’m trying to sleep.
Since I haven’t published this yet, I must say something. The news is horrifying. Trump and his inflammatory speech has so stirred up the people that they have lost their minds. The rogue police have become judge, jury and executioner. Now, in the wake of an innocent man being killed in cold blood because of a routine traffic stop (and there is some debate about the taillight actually being “busted”) someone has decided to retaliate by shooting 11 policemen (some, if not all, of them no doubt decent people), four died. I don’t know what the answer is but this has got to stop. I used to laugh at people from other countries who thought the United States was a lawless Wild West country run amok but now, it’s looking like it’s true.
Well, I guess that’s about it. I’ll climb off my soapbox and commence asking God to please take control. I’m going to try to get to bed earlier tonight but I still have 16 ozzies to drink. Go to bed too soon after that and I’m up and down all night. TMI? Sorry.