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Oct. 13th, 2014 02:35 pmHS football is again wreaking havoc upon schedules -- it's beginning to look as though my Halloween will be spent at the football field, as the football team is quite likely to make the playoffs (and very likely at home for the first round). I'd worry about WindyCon, but we're already not going. If there is a football game that Friday, DB won't be at it. Nor will the trombone soloist, a couple of clarinet players, two trumpets, three flutes, a sax, three members of the color guard, and whoever is in the pit orchestra for the fall musical.
Lovely warmish rainy day today. I do have the back door open, and there is a cat sulking at it "turn the water from the sky off, hoomin." He 'hunted' an IKEA mouse Saturday night, so I guess it's getting to be winter. Annabelle had an 'adventure' Saturday evening -- I had come upstairs to ask the kids something, and glanced over at the front door and realised that she was on the outside of the front door. So she got to figure out glass-door-that-doesn't-slide, and we tried to figure out when she'd gotten out. We think she snuck out when J came in, as she often lurks by the side door waiting for her chance, and he doesn't always look for her.
Weeded the strawberry patch on Saturday, and cut back the bleeding hearts. I also managed to pitch my preferred garden shears into the weedpile through the simple expedient of forgetting that they were on the tool rack until after I dumped the cart, so I'll need to go digging through that tomorrow, after the rain stops. whee.
Lovely warmish rainy day today. I do have the back door open, and there is a cat sulking at it "turn the water from the sky off, hoomin." He 'hunted' an IKEA mouse Saturday night, so I guess it's getting to be winter. Annabelle had an 'adventure' Saturday evening -- I had come upstairs to ask the kids something, and glanced over at the front door and realised that she was on the outside of the front door. So she got to figure out glass-door-that-doesn't-slide, and we tried to figure out when she'd gotten out. We think she snuck out when J came in, as she often lurks by the side door waiting for her chance, and he doesn't always look for her.
Weeded the strawberry patch on Saturday, and cut back the bleeding hearts. I also managed to pitch my preferred garden shears into the weedpile through the simple expedient of forgetting that they were on the tool rack until after I dumped the cart, so I'll need to go digging through that tomorrow, after the rain stops. whee.
