Okay, move along. Nothing to see here. Which, sadly, is true. We didn’t win either of the lotteries. I didn’t suddenly lose a bunch of weight. None of my books hit a best seller list. I stalled out on edits and revisions for a variety of reasons, none of which actually fly but there’s no way to turn back the clock for do-overs.
There was baseball. This is always a highlight of my life, especially when my Cards win.They’re six games ahead in the NL Central. College football started this past weekend. My OSU (the REAL OSU) plays Central Michigan this Thursday night. Luckily, that’s a travel day for my Cards so no conflict. I need to figure out some sort of football-game appropriate dinner. I might just have to break down and go for outside BBQ because ribs sound pretty tasty. Or maybe a brisket because I have one in the freezer but I’m sort of holding it for Labor Day. Or not. Anyway…
I need more coffee but today is Wallyworld day. That means I restrict myself to one cup because…reasons. Still, coffee is my BFF and I will have made a Starbucks stop on the way home.
I’ve finished my marathon relisten to Ilona Andrews’s Hidden Legacy series and have started RUBY FEVER, that should be the final book in Catalina’s thrilogy. I’m really looking forward to what happens. This husband and wife team are amazing worldbuilders, purveyors of action-packed storylines and interesting characters.
Pete came in for a bit last night. No hissing or barking. Jake is all “whatever.” Boone just wanted to get a good sniff. Loki was MIA. Pete retreated under the bed. Eventually, the dogs wandered off and Pete emerged. He jumped on the bed, did a bit of exploratory sniffing then ducked back under the bed. Several minutes later, he checked out the bed, the rope wrapped headboard that Loki uses as a claw sharpener, then back under the bed. Eventually, I called him out and he came. I then gave him the option of returning to the garage, which he happily took. I don’t think he will ever be a true indoor cat but I’d like him to be comfortable enough to come in and stay during the coldest days.
The Ring Doorbell still insists the skunk is a person. The big stray dogs? Not a peep and a late activation on motion. Early this morning, Smudge kitty and the skunk were eating together from opposite ends of the same dish. I have it on video so it happened. Crazysauce, right?
And on that note, that’s pretty much the sum total of last week and this weekend. Oh, there was a long nap in there Saturday afternoon. It was nice. We’ll see what this week brings. What about y’all? Anything happening in your worlds?