Listening to the Voices in my Head

Feeling a bit 'fragile' today

Might have to do with both the weather and the nice long walk through Perth Zoo yesterday. Jean did notice I was limping a bit but I didn't let it stop me from enjoying the day. So, all snugged up in freshly made up bed, under warm blankets. Have a DVD at the ready.

Ziggy is doing much better now. Doesn't seem to be compulsively licking her foot bald. Today, with Wing helping, Ziggy was 'supervising' us making the bed. That means with every different layer of sheet/blanket, we had to pick her up and put her on top of it. She was purring and seemed to be enjoying herself. Maybe Wing not waiting until she is yowling for his attention is working. :) She has always been a high maintenance cat, and she doesn't like to be ignored.

It's a toss up on which is stupider

Paul Ryan for saying Obama broke a promise to keep a GM plant open. Or the tea-bagger drones applauding him that refuse to remember that it was closed long before Obama took office.

GOP presidential campaign is a bucket load of false, seasoned with racist rhetoric, and garnished with flat out lies... AND they ostracize any honest republican who dares to call them out on their lies, or refuses to back up those lies.

Talk about art imitating life

Watched latest episode of "The Newsroom". I think I like this show as it rings true, and nails home some very valid issues.

Why has the states that have passed or in the process of trying to have passed, "Voter ID Laws" are all states where certain segments of the population won't vote Republican, and these ID laws prevent those segments from voting been allowed to get away with this? Republican drafted bills, republican passed, Republican Governor approved. Why isn't this being addressed even more vocally, louder, more often.

Why is the Tea-Publicans being allowed to buy this election by such underhanded, Un-American, methods.

Great weather for outdoor chores

So, today I weeded out my potted veggie/herb plants. Fed all of them, including the lime tree, fig tree, lillipilly and rosemary shrubs. I trimmed some branches of the fig tree, so it will grow upward, rather than out.

Weeded out all the gumtree seedlings sprouting in my potted lime tree. Then I noticed that the ants have set up aphids all over the blossoms/new fruit as if it was a frigging supermarket. Break out the organic bug spray and gloves. Much squishing where I could, spraying where I would end up tearing the blossoms off. After all the weeding, trimming, spraying, they all got a good watering (extra plant food for my rosemary, as it seems a bit scraggly)

Got a second wrist splint because the one I've been steadily using needs to be washed, and it takes a day or two for it to dry. I really don't want to have any setbacks on the improvement of carpal tunnel. Unfortunately, I couldn't find another one exactly like it. This one fits differently. It's taking some getting used to. Feels awkward, but I'm sure I'll get accustomed to it in due time.

You are forever among the stars now :( RIP

Neil Armstrong, first man on the moon, dies at age 82.

(CNN) -- Neil Armstrong, the first man to walk on the moon, has died, his family said Saturday. He was 82.

"We are heartbroken to share the news that Neil Armstrong has passed away following complications resulting from cardiovascular procedures," Armstrong's family said in a statement.

Armstrong underwent heart surgery this month.

I will always remember as a child staying awake to watch you take those first steps onto the lunar surface.

RIP, Mission Commander Armstrong, you are now and forever among the stars. Thank you for inspiring humanity to look beyond what they could only see from their window.

Just when I was thinking about tossing them

Ziggy has decided to revisit and use the Cubby Cubes.



At least with her curled up in it, we know she isn't licking any spots on her leg until they're bald. :)

Oops, i went and did it this time

I think I annoyed my stepfather when I called bullshit on his "Obama making free speech a felony". He just sent me an email "Paul, Rachel and the kids are having the time of their lives in Hawaii."

That's his none to subtle way of saying "Paul told me he hasn't called you."

Wasted effort on his part as I wasn't expecting Paul to actually call me.

Here we go again

My step father keeps forwarding me emails whose source of information is FAUX NOISE. This time, it was some folderol about the Obama administration making free speech a felony. Of course FAUX said don't bother to check SNOPES or any other fact finding groups.

Why did FAUX say don't look it up? Because not only was it bullshit, but it also earned the "It's a lie" level of PANTS ON FIRE.

Next time he sends me another one of these Obama is a socialist emails, I'm going to tell him he had better stop taking his Navy Pension, then, because the Navy (all military, actually) is a socialist organization, and that he's sucking money from a socialist fund.

Now that the antiseptic wipes have been used, and wounds treated...

We gave Ziggy a bath, to clean the fur on the irritated leg. Unfortunately, Wing is a bit too tenderhearted when it came to hold her ( I showed him how to grip her front feet so she could get no leverage or scratch, but he didn't do it. She tagged him on the right side of his face, missing his eye, but snagging his lip. Cleaned, treated and all good.). I managed to clamp my arm over her, keeping her pinned to my side while leaving her back legs in the warm water to be laved with gentle soap, Ziggy squalling and complaining for all she was worth.

Plucked her out of the water and thrust her at Wing. He was ready, and wrapped her up in my terry cloth robe. I gave her a brisk rub down. During that, she managed to YOINK herself out of the cone. She got away by getting under the bed.


While she was under there, I attended to Wing's and my wounds.

I broke out what I had been holding in reserve; a pristine piece of plastic wrap for her to slobber over. She came out from under the bed and proceeded to get up on the wardrobe. We got the step ladder out, got her down, patted and petted, and put the cone back on. Hated do that to her again, but the last thing we need to do is have her lick that area raw again. She has sort of forgiven us. She is not hiding under the bed, has come to sit in this room with me and is enjoying a bit of a nosh.

Yes, I know my posts have been Ziggy-centric

But when you have a pet that is stuck in a cone (she still looks like a furry nautilus when walking backward) you kind of have to be a bit more umm in attendance. Shortly before 5am, I feel itty bitty feet walking up the back of my leg. Those steps ended on my butt, where she decided was a nice soft warm spot to sleep.

Her healing leg is itchy as all get out. Poor thing sticks her leg out and licks the inside of the cone. We take mercy on her, and gently clean the area was a warm wet cloth, and give it a big of a soft not abrasive rub. It seems to help.

So, small 4.5kg (not quite 10lb) kitty got me up before 5am.