The morning report

[susandennis]

It appears that the LJ style roulette has finished spinning. Maybe. Man, I hate a serif font on the screen. I think I got them all gone from my views. Hopefully.

Yesterday's meeting with Sheri was very good. We got a lot of decisions made and I do not think there is anything now that we do not have either a completion date on or a next step date on. Whew. I may yet see the bulk of this done in my lifetime! And... It looks like much of it will be done by the time rsc and jwg are here in July. Wohooo!

I have a good bit of work to do this weekend - some sewing, some furniture assembly, some cleaning and some ironing. Sheri is coming back with John next Tuesday to hang curtains and install stuff.

Mom sent me an email this morning!! She called last night - again strange. It's the second time she's called before she goes to bed 'I just wanted to say goodnight.' The first time was last week sometime. Strange, but ok. Anyway, she reminded me then that she had a doctor's appointment this morning. So this morning, instead of a call, I got email! Once she gets back into the email habit we can stop the phone calls which will be good. We're more email people.

Thanks to the internet, I have friends around the world. And we talk sports. Well, kind of. I only have one sport - baseball. My friend, Scott, in Wellington, NZ has tried - in vain - to get me even mildly interested in his rugby. (He abandoned any hope of my having an inkling of caring about cricket years ago.) He keeps me posted on the progress of his favorite teams - mainly Ortago (since he's from Dunedin).

My friend, Robert, is a huge Seahawks fan. He rarely missed a daily visit to my website during the whole tear-down-the-Kingdome-build-the-new-Seahawks-stadium years. He made his first airplane ride ever when he brought his family from England to Seattle to see ... The Seahawks. I'm still not clear on how a nice boy from Bradford, England gets all jacked up about American football, much less picks the Seahawks for a team to be passionate about, but I loved meeting him and his family and did manage to convert his youngest - Joe -into an Ichiro fan.

And all of this is leading up to... Mike. From Aukland. Mike is a Phillies fan. And has been for years. Since the Phillies are in a different league, we rarely (I think maybe this is the second time) play them. Plus this year, they really don't suck. And we do. And they are in town for a 3 game series and we have won the first two games.

I so love talking baseball trash with a Kiwi - when we are winning. I have the poor bastard begging for one run in this morning's email. Bless his heart.

And, finally... The condo association finally got their resident directory online and there's a place to put pictures of your pets so I made headshots of Betty and Jake. They are soooo pretty.

Comments

[thalamic.livejournal.com]

I'll have to say that love of baseball is something we have in common. I just had to comment since you talked about the Phillies. Although I have not kept up with their progress this year, but it does my heart good to hear they are not outright sucking this year. Too bad about the Mariners though. They went from being firmly in the first place to sucking so much these last couple of years. In that way they are much like the Phillies...either First place or last. There's no inbetween for them. I remember I used to buy the paper just so I can track their progress. I often just took the sports section and left the rest behind.

[susandennis]

We really do suck this year. It's pathetic. And our announcers kept touting this home stand saying that the Phillies are one of the best teams in baseball. But, so far, they have just tripped all over themselves. We haven't actually done much beating of them, they have pretty much handled that part of it themselves. I'm kind of hoping for a schedule change that would keep them here for a few more games.

[rsc.livejournal.com]

My brother lives in Philadelphia, so I root for them in a kind of well-it's-only-the-NL way, although I have to confess to a sneaky feeling that it would be really cool if the Nationals won the division. Anyway, the Phillies have pretty much sucked on the road this year (like a lot of teams), but have been very good at home.

Of course when I see them at home next week I'm going to be rooting against them.

[vasilatos]

Jake looks just like our girl Sam! Both your guys are gorgeous... (Ignore Penny Lane the Hog)

[susandennis]

Ohmygosh! Separated at birth! But, no, I will not ignore Penny Lane. No way.

[vasilatos]

Old Sam gets short shrift in the face of her little, loud, bizarre, highly visible companion. Sam is (we think) nine years old. When she came to us, she'd crawled up on me at the shelter, humming madly, so we brought her home. She was short-haired as we wanted, and small, and female. We got her as a companion for my previous dog, Wiener. Wiener cared not for her. And I mean, cared not. Wiener couldn't see Sam because she was blind, and totally ignored Sam.

Sam flipped out immediately upon arrival. She hid behind the couch, and emerged only to pee on things, and howl endlessly through the night. We tried. She was going to have to go back; my housemate has to get up early.

We talked to cat vets, and cat psychologists, and cat behaviorists, and we talked about taking her to U.C.Davis, but we learned stuff. We got her a scratching post that lets her look out the window. We got her a bird feeder to look at. We fixed her schedule so she got fed at the same time every day. Every day is the same for her. She liked that, but still the howling. We put her on medication (buspar), and she's been on it, in varying doses, for seven years. She has to go to the vet every six months. We pay and pay. She goes to the dentist every couple of years.

But she's ridiculously happy now. Penny Lane beats her up for entertainment, and Sam likes it. Sam goes to the vet, and lies in the scale, and purrs. Sam waits for Steve on the stairs, and demands a toll of rubs, and loves every minute of her day. She loves her pill, she loves having her teeth brushed. She owns the house, and she knows it.

She's not short-haired any more. She's fluffy as hell, and she fills the house with allergenic fuzz-bunnies, but she doesn't care.

We adore Sam. We didn't know she had it in her. We do everything she says.

:-)

[susandennis]

What a wonderful cat story. My Jake is 16 this August. He used to be the fattest cat in the land but started losing weight about 4 years ago. Now he's lean and spunky. My theory is that he's about 75 in people years so when I get to be 75, I'll be lean and spunky. I'm actually counting on it.

[vasilatos]

Oh let's enjoy our cat friends, and oh boy, yours and mine look exactly alike!
We must be related.