Another day; another opportunity to whine for a second or two. I'm supposed to have my holy hour today and I don't want my husband to go out and clear off the driveway. It's just too brutal and dangerous and he has COPD. I think all of you know that we have a hilly driveway and that without getting it shoveled off, a car just can't make it up there, even a four-wheel-drive one.
I think I will call the adorer who has the 1:00 slot and the adorer who has the 3:00 p.m. slot and let them know. He's making noise that he will listen to the weather forecaster -- oh brother. I know what that means - he wants to get the driveway cleared off and he's just looking for a good excuse.
So let's see -- what else can I mention that might get some humor flowing this morning. Oh, yeah! The cat threw up on the bedroom again. How's that for hilarious? This time I'm getting out the trusty Hoover carpet cleaner after doing the obvious solids removal first. And then Fred, the cat, is going to be in great humor after I put Laxatone on his paws. Let's see how that works out.
See -- here's the routine. He gets up and he eats. Then he comes into the bedroom and gets on the bedside stand right next to me. He looks outside for something interesting, like maybe a fox or a coyote. Apparently, there aren't too many of them around so he just kind of has a dumb look on his face. And then he starts retching and if I didn't get him off the bedside stand, he would throw up BEHIND it where there is a heating duct and lamp cords. Yikes. That would be a mess!
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm really nice to Fred and I love the old guy. He's my buddy and he sleeps by me every single night. He purrs himself to sleep he's so happy, so you don't need to be concerned that Fred has a bad life here or something.
Still -- I'd much rather have the alarm go off playing WHBC music.
Oh, here's another thing. The other night we got ourselves a Netflix selection. It was a football movie called, "The Underdogs." The movie starts out with a scene of WHBC and I'm thinking -- there's another one somewhere? And then at the beginning, it says that the story is by Ben Suarez. Yep, Ben Suarez from Stark County and SCI Corporation. Then we got to see scenes from the Hoover plant, the Central Catholic stadium, St. Thomas Aquinas, and I'm not going to spoil the rest of it for you. It wasn't a bad movie either. The song selection was actually very good and WAY better than 100% of the selections we found from Hallmark movies and a few other assorted bombs.
So that's it for today. Off to the kitchen to make some cream of wheat for breakfast. With weather like this, hot cereal is a great idea!!
Well, maybe there is one other thing. My sister got me a cookbook for Christmas. It's a Gooseberry Patch cookbook. What I like about it is that the recipes are easy to make and don't use exotic ingredients. Most of the time you have the majority of ingredients in your house already and only need a couple of things. Like one I'm going to make is sweet potatoes with a sauce on top made with crushed pineapple. Doesn't that sound good?
Bye for now -- smile a little when you think about Fred, okay? And say some prayers today to help me make up for missing holy hour if that is what happens.
Karen
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