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Got up, fed cats, made lunch and snack for Bear, got Bear up, dressed, medicated, fed, and off to school, prepped venison chili and got it in the slow cooker (mirepoix mix (sauteed), garlic (lots), mixed bell pepper blend, ground venison (browned), Penzey's Chili Con Carne spice blend, tomato paste, water, and canned tomatoes). Rob had a bite, and pronounced it "good" (at least for this five-minute period until his tastes change completely again), which is helpful, as I cannot of course taste it myself, so am flying a bit blind. There are handicaps to being a vegetarian cooking for omnivores.
Then had a nice chat on the phone with jeanniemac, followed by a trip to Target to see about finding things, including Bear's latest prescription. Found some things (including Cheerios on sale just as I ran out of cereal, yay!), could not get Bear's prescription there since they were Out till mid-week next week (when Bear has one more day's supply left, thanks to having to go back and forth to the doc because they'd written a prescription for the brand name instead of the generic at our visit Monday, and I found later that day that it's a controlled substance so the pharmacist can't actually give me the generic unless I have a specific prescription for the generic, and the nurse-practitioner who wrote the thing wasn't in on Tuesday, and Wednesday I had to call and inquire of various people whether I could get a new prescription, none of whom seemed to have a clue what was going on, and I had only a 45-minute window between Rob's school letting out and his Tae Kwon Do class, so I went in and begged and finally got them to talk to the nice people who knew what was going on and could get it for me - did I mention this week has been a saga?). Went to Rite Aid instead - thankfully they had some. No more hassles. Whew. At least for another month. (Why does the best available treatment for ADHD, at least in Rob's doc's mind, have to be a controlled substance?)
Got home, got ready to take daily walk, only to find a neighbor at the door telling me his car had been towed by the $@%^ HOA (they've just instituted a parking tag policy - his own car was in the shop and he'd forgotten to transfer the tag to his rental car) and would I please give him a ride to the towing company? I did so, only getting lost once on the way (not bad for me, actually), and he pressed $20 on me, which I tried to refuse repeatedly but he wouldn't let me. (Did I do wrong there? I feel bad about taking money just to do a simple favor...)
Then got home, grabbing a bag of nuts on the way for lunch, and combined my walk with a library run (library is ~2 miles away). This is much easier now, thanks to my lovely wheeled shopping bag/cart from Whole Paycheck (actually cheaper than the not-as-nice one from K-Mart, go figure). I love this thing, it's wonderful, it's getting me more exercise and saving me gas and letting me get groceries and library books in the course of my daily walk instead of having to make a car trip. Used to use the stroller for that purpose, but we gave it up a while back, and I'd been missing it, for its stuff-hauling role - only occasionally for its Bear-hauling role, as he's mostly good at self-hauling these days. Mostly.
It has been, in fact, a wonderful day to be outside. Perfect temperature, bright sunshine, happy flowers, happy dogs, nice cool breeze.
Got home just in time to be at the bus stop for Bear - and then his bus was late, so I had to wait 20-30 minutes anyway, but had pleasant chats with neighbor parents/grandparents as well. (Baby C. - the infant daughter of a neighbor with a kindergartener son on my son's bus - was very annoyed with another regular because she had not, as she usually does, brought her small terrier, Chocolate. Baby C and Chocolate LOVE each other. Baby C. starts smiling widely, wiggling, and reaching for the dog the moment she sees her, and the moment she gets held within reach, Chocolate stands on her hind paws to lick her face, to their mutual glee and delight. It's absolutely adorable. But sadly, Chocolate's human had been running late - she thought - and hadn't had time to leash her up. Baby C. glared at her the entire time until the bus came. I never knew that baby could glare so hard - normally she's all happiness or else sound asleep when I see her...)
Came home, collapsed for about fifteen minutes (my feet hurt, and the moment I sat down, there was a gravity-depositing cat in my lap), and then Bear ran outside to play while I did dishes and prepped potatoes (now in the oven) and went through the garbage bag of stuff I'd hastily cleaned out of my car so our neighbor could sit in it, to get recyclables into the recycle bin. Now I am wondering where in heck my day and all my spoons have gotten to. (No, I do not mean that in the figurative sense of having no more energy and physical resources left. I mean my completely non-metaphorical stainless-steel teaspoons, of which I have only three in my drawer now. I suspect Bear is leaving them at school with his snacks - I should inquire of Ms. V tomorrow.)
Time to feed cats and turn potatoes. Hopefully will not lose what remains of my mind on the way to the kitchen, such that I end up feeding potatoes and turning cats. That never works.
Then had a nice chat on the phone with jeanniemac, followed by a trip to Target to see about finding things, including Bear's latest prescription. Found some things (including Cheerios on sale just as I ran out of cereal, yay!), could not get Bear's prescription there since they were Out till mid-week next week (when Bear has one more day's supply left, thanks to having to go back and forth to the doc because they'd written a prescription for the brand name instead of the generic at our visit Monday, and I found later that day that it's a controlled substance so the pharmacist can't actually give me the generic unless I have a specific prescription for the generic, and the nurse-practitioner who wrote the thing wasn't in on Tuesday, and Wednesday I had to call and inquire of various people whether I could get a new prescription, none of whom seemed to have a clue what was going on, and I had only a 45-minute window between Rob's school letting out and his Tae Kwon Do class, so I went in and begged and finally got them to talk to the nice people who knew what was going on and could get it for me - did I mention this week has been a saga?). Went to Rite Aid instead - thankfully they had some. No more hassles. Whew. At least for another month. (Why does the best available treatment for ADHD, at least in Rob's doc's mind, have to be a controlled substance?)
Got home, got ready to take daily walk, only to find a neighbor at the door telling me his car had been towed by the $@%^ HOA (they've just instituted a parking tag policy - his own car was in the shop and he'd forgotten to transfer the tag to his rental car) and would I please give him a ride to the towing company? I did so, only getting lost once on the way (not bad for me, actually), and he pressed $20 on me, which I tried to refuse repeatedly but he wouldn't let me. (Did I do wrong there? I feel bad about taking money just to do a simple favor...)
Then got home, grabbing a bag of nuts on the way for lunch, and combined my walk with a library run (library is ~2 miles away). This is much easier now, thanks to my lovely wheeled shopping bag/cart from Whole Paycheck (actually cheaper than the not-as-nice one from K-Mart, go figure). I love this thing, it's wonderful, it's getting me more exercise and saving me gas and letting me get groceries and library books in the course of my daily walk instead of having to make a car trip. Used to use the stroller for that purpose, but we gave it up a while back, and I'd been missing it, for its stuff-hauling role - only occasionally for its Bear-hauling role, as he's mostly good at self-hauling these days. Mostly.
It has been, in fact, a wonderful day to be outside. Perfect temperature, bright sunshine, happy flowers, happy dogs, nice cool breeze.
Got home just in time to be at the bus stop for Bear - and then his bus was late, so I had to wait 20-30 minutes anyway, but had pleasant chats with neighbor parents/grandparents as well. (Baby C. - the infant daughter of a neighbor with a kindergartener son on my son's bus - was very annoyed with another regular because she had not, as she usually does, brought her small terrier, Chocolate. Baby C and Chocolate LOVE each other. Baby C. starts smiling widely, wiggling, and reaching for the dog the moment she sees her, and the moment she gets held within reach, Chocolate stands on her hind paws to lick her face, to their mutual glee and delight. It's absolutely adorable. But sadly, Chocolate's human had been running late - she thought - and hadn't had time to leash her up. Baby C. glared at her the entire time until the bus came. I never knew that baby could glare so hard - normally she's all happiness or else sound asleep when I see her...)
Came home, collapsed for about fifteen minutes (my feet hurt, and the moment I sat down, there was a gravity-depositing cat in my lap), and then Bear ran outside to play while I did dishes and prepped potatoes (now in the oven) and went through the garbage bag of stuff I'd hastily cleaned out of my car so our neighbor could sit in it, to get recyclables into the recycle bin. Now I am wondering where in heck my day and all my spoons have gotten to. (No, I do not mean that in the figurative sense of having no more energy and physical resources left. I mean my completely non-metaphorical stainless-steel teaspoons, of which I have only three in my drawer now. I suspect Bear is leaving them at school with his snacks - I should inquire of Ms. V tomorrow.)
Time to feed cats and turn potatoes. Hopefully will not lose what remains of my mind on the way to the kitchen, such that I end up feeding potatoes and turning cats. That never works.