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I find I’m missing the cats more in recent days than I had initially. I suppose I’m beginning to forget about the loss of sleep, the hourly treats, and the constant clean-up of mess, I’m less appreciative of an apartment always in order and presentable, and simply remembering the love. I suppose that’s a good thing.
It’s a beautiful day, again. We had rain all night a couple of nights ago. There are a number of spring events coming up in May and I’m looking forward to most. I saw the Fair last year and that might have been enough for me, although it’s possible I’ll go over to see it lit up at night. The noise, the drinking, and the crowds don’t entice me. The color and lights do.
San Geraldo’s cousin (third half cousin to be exact) is currently in southern Spain from southern California and will be here in Córdoba later this week. We haven’t seen her in 25 years and are looking forward to catching up.
I haven’t figured out yet what I’ll do today or for the rest of my life. Getting out of the house is all that matters. I mentioned to SG last night that I feel lately like we’re both circling the drain. He didn’t disagree. Monday, Monday.
Me doy cuenta de que echo más de menos a los gatos estos últimos días que al principio. Supongo que estoy empezando a olvidarme de la falta de sueño, de las golosinas a cada hora y de la limpieza constante del desorden; valoro menos tener el apartamento siempre ordenado y presentable, y simplemente recuerdo el amor. Supongo que eso es bueno.
Hace un día precioso, otra vez. Hace un par de noches llovió toda la noche. Hay varios eventos de primavera en mayo y tengo muchas ganas de ver la mayoría. Vi la Feria el año pasado y con eso me bastó, aunque es posible que vaya a verla iluminada por la noche. El ruido, la bebida y las multitudes no me atraen. El color y las luces sí.
La prima de San Geraldo (tercera prima, para ser exactos) está actualmente en el sur de España, procedente del sur de California, y estará aquí en Córdoba a finales de esta semana.No la hemos visto en 25 años y tenemos muchas ganas de ponernos al día.
Todavía no he decidido qué haré hoy ni qué haré el resto de mi vida. Lo único que me importa es salir de casa. Anoche le comenté a SG que últimamente siento que ambos estamos en la ruina. Él estuvo de acuerdo. Lunes, lunes.
• Soy un gran fan de esta tienda.
• La alegría en la luz del sol matutina.
• El derecho a portar armas (o, en este caso, a mostrar los brazos).
• A mi madre no le preocupaban los cojines decorativos a juego, que eran caros. Los hacía todos ella misma. Y ellos eran pura lana (haz clic aquí). 2014.
• Un seto de Morticia Addams, Jardines de Antonio José Delgado de Jesús. ¿Pegadizo?
• Jardines de la Merced.
• Fumo un cigarrillo frente al antiguo quiosco y tabaqueria de la parroquia de San Hipólito, cuya construcción comenzó en 1343 y finalizó en 1736. Acabo de enterarme de que San Geraldo tiene primos del siglo XIV enterrados allí: el rey Fernando IV y su hijo, el rey Alfonso XI. Todavía no se lo he contado.
Yes, I think you’ve got to that stage where the drama around the cats has faded and you’re missing their earlier healthier lives. It’s hard, and it will pass, to make way for better feelings. And I think you have a lot to look forward to yet. Do you see any cats in your near future? Boud
Boud:
No cats in the near future.
Circling the drain? Oh dear, what an image. I hope that the summery month of May perks you both up!
Debra:
Cloudy with rain likely today and tomorow. But, I know, it’s not snowing!
You’re just missing The Boys and all they did for you, and to you, good, bad and puke-y.
MaxGoldberg used to be the hairballer of our house and after he was gone for a couple of months Carlos said he actually missed Max’s little treats!
Bob:
We still watch where we step.
I like that ‘hedge’…….easy maintenance.
And nothing like a good fan on a hot day.
Better put a plug in that drain and get out and about.
Jim:
There was another hedge just like it. Imagine an entire garden surrounded by that.
I love those fans. How could anyone ever choose one. I read one blog many years ago who had his email on the sidebar for ‘fan mail’. I would send him pictures of fans. I don’t think he ever appreciated the humor. What are those plants with the big leaves around the palms?
And yeah, I do like Morticia’s hedge.
ellen abbott:
That’s an especially good fan shop. I would have a hard time choosing.
Did Jerry pick up the art of embroidering pillows from your mother, or was that something that he already did?
I hope you are out and about, right now, as I type (at 4pm Córdoba time) 🙂
We have severe storms predicted here today. Last year, on May 16, a very, very bad tornado ripped through a big swath of the city of St. Louis, and some suburbs. They are warning that we could have serious tornados today, and very large hail… like, the size of SOFTBALLS! I am betting that power will go out. It already flashed off during last night’s loud thunder storms.
Judy C:
Christmas 1981, Jerry bought some needlework ornaments kits. He chose complex ones, taught himself and even impressed my mother. Then he bought his first Klimt-inspired pillow kit and his work was perfection. Again, even my mother was impressed. She was expert and had a very keen eye, and was also very critical. She couldn’t find a flaw and praised his work. I hope the weather wasn’t as bad as predicted. I’ve never seen hale like that.
Oops! That was Judy C, of course 🙂
You guys need a project! May I suggest worm farming?
I went to a fan shop in Cuba. And yes, I bought a fan. I can’t remember what happened to it. There were very few shops so it felt like a very special place.
The Worm Farmer’s Wife
The Worm Farmer’s Wife:
Don’t give SG any ideas. He would love worm farming. He had an ant farm, an incubator, a pet aligator, baby pheasants. You name it.
We miss our Lilo. Husband had bought pillows for her to nest on, one is at the head of the bed between our pillows, the other at the foot where she would migrate to during the night. It’s been almost a month and he can’t bear to remove them.
Just a wretchedly sad month. Spring has made little fits and spurts to get rolling, but it’s been cold and overcast for most of the month. On the plus, the hummingbirds are back! I put the feeder out – looking forward to seeing them more frequently.
Rade:
You have my heartfelt sympathy. We couldn’t possibly still have those pillows on the bed. We love hummingbirds. They’re a new world bird, so we don’t have them here. We used to always have feeders.
Lovely photo selection, as ever – but to me that arm just looks deformed.
I, too, am a big fan of fans – you’ve reminded me to look for a new one for Pride this year when we’re in Spain next week! Jx
Jon:
Córdoba has some incredible fan shops. Have fun shopping for yours down there.
That’s an impressively old tobacco kiosk! Ha!
When Olga died, my feelings of sadness ebbed and flowed for months. It’s a process. I think you’re right — we do tend to forget about all the daily annoyances and the work, and just miss the loving presence.
Circling the drain! Don’t say that!
Steve:
I just came across a quote: Be a fountain, not a drain.
Oh, my. I would struggle to choose which fan I wanted from that shop!
Kelly:
I know. That shop is wonderful.
Have you and SG considered fostering? Animal shelters are always looking for foster homes to take in kittens, puppies, animals recovering from surgery, or mama cats with their new babies. Plus it wouldn’t be long time commitment and the shelter usually supplies all equipment and food necessary. Even a dog that needs a homey environment in order to improve his/her adoptability would give you and SG a new project and reason to go for a walk every day, LOL!
Tundra Bunny:
Something to think about, but not for us at the moment.
Twenty-five years of catching up should provide a lot of conversational opportunities. We all miss your kitties. I’d be so bored if I didn’t need to clean up dog hair and scoop poop in the yard.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
This is a cousin we didn’t even know existed until a few years before that, so there’s much we don’t know about each other.
I miss the cats too.
Urspo:
And walking the dog!
Despite a scratching post nearby, my cat would often sharpen his claws on the back of my easy chair while I was sitting there, much to my annoyance. After he succumbed to age and illness, I would for months afterwards “feel” his claws on the back of the chair, and eagerly look around, hoping to see him. Alas, I didn’t.
Kirk:
There are a couple of cat-scratched loose threads on the sofa. I haven’t had the heart to trim them off. At around 4 this morning, I was sure I heard a cat throwing up outside the bedroom.
Swim upstream and put a stopper in that drain
David,
I’ll think about it.