I don't have any idea what the hell is wrong with me. I seem to have no energy.
All the medications I have to take for various ailments, seem to have warnings on them. All of them basically suggest they will turn me into some type of walking dead.
and I had better be damn careful about how I walk while dead, because I am likely to be dizzy & generally stupified!
Do not drive motor vehicles! Do not operate machinery!
As soon as I sit down to read, my eyes close, & I wake up startled wondering where the hell I am, & what was I doing. It is really starting to worry me. I just cant seem to get anything done, & I beginning to think I would be better off gone. Or DEED as they say in the Scottish brogue (Watching too much Taggart, even if I do doze off in crucial parts!)
I have been out in the garden again. Ranting at the little spider who insists on building it's ladderlike web over the Donkey tail plant. I keep taking it down, but almost immediately, it is back again. I have even used an insectiside spray out of desperation, but no, the tenacious little blighter just comes back again.
Whoops, how did this get in here?? This is Spiderweb of another kind. Perhaps it sneaked in here to remind me I have not finished it yet. It needs sashing, & I got some fabric to do the sashing. Just haven't got around to cutting or sewing.
Here is another shot of the ladder web. I think that small gingery dot might be the culprit too.
On Saturday I got the chance to call in to see Granddaughter, & Granddog & also Great Granddog. Gom had not met GGDog yet, so he was there too.
Here is Oscar, looking all woolly at the moment. He gets some kind of skin irritation in summer, & usually plucks all his fur off his backside & back legs. He was missing his Mum. She had gone away for a holiday, & so Granddaughter was babysitting.
Here is beautiful wistful looking Great Granddog, Bailey. Isn't he lovely? He just tugs at my heart when I look at him.
Though you wouldn't know it, because he is so fluffy, he is very very thin. He was neglected, & starved by his last owner. His little ribs & his spine are so sharp.
I have never felt a little dog so thin. Our Granddaughter bought him off the previous owner. She is determined to fatten him up.
There is a problem. Bailey is a male, Oscar is a male, & there was some evidence of a pissing contest going on. Inside the house! Not a good look! Not good news for SIL. He thundered & threatened. He will not tolerate it. OUT! he said.
Now Granddaughter is trying to rehouse Bailey. She really wants to keep him, but as he is 7 years old, she is not hopeful of training him out of competitive peeing.
We feel very sorry for Bailey. He was a rescue dog. We don't know his history, apart from the girl who starved him. He is obviously an indoor dog, & seems to have a lovely nature. We think he is Maltese/Shitzu cross. We would take him, but I am sure we would have a problem with Leo, who is enough of a domineering male, without encouragement.
Well, I guess it is time for another
snooze I mean read. I have not managed to make the Chocolate cake in a mug.
Speaking of Mugs.
Have you ever tried this Meal in a Mug recipe? Great for a light warm lunch when it is a bit chilly, but you don't want a huge meal.
1 oz butter
1 chopped onion
1 grated carrot
2oz rice ~ I sometimes add more, as I like rice.
1 packet Cream of Chicken Soup Mix, powder. The type that makes 1 litre.
Fry the onion in butter - I use marg.
Add Carrot, Rice & 1 cup of water.
Cook till water is almost gone.
Add soup mix & 3 cups of water, stirring well to mix.
Allow to cook for 5 minutes.
Add 1 cup of milk, & heat well.
Serve with crackers of crusty bread rolls.
No pics, sorry, all gone!
Simon & Garfunkel, The Dangling Conversation.