Ramblings of a rural(ish) geek

(Jiji, the black one) is being insufferable this week. J is his person, and I'm a very poor substitute, only good for opening the door when he wishes to go through it and feeding him. He keeps coming up to me and yowling (politely, but still a yowl, not a meow or a creak) for me to produce J. Or, failing that, let him go back outside in hopes that J will be here when he comes in next time. Erm no, it's after kitty curfew; and I have things I would like to do in the workroom. (of course, this means that the grey cat will want to come downstairs and "help", so who knows how much I'll actually get *done*.)

Ji has been without J since Sunday morning, and his lifestyle was disrupted for a couple of days before J left because J's stuff was all over many of the spaces that he likes to sleep. He's going to be even worse tomorrow, because I have to leave early in the morning, and so he won't even get to go outside until I get home from training and errands.

Last night was an LCCB concert in downtown Howell. About 5pm, the band prez sent out a note "it's gonna be really hot and sticky. you don't need to wear the band polo if you have something lighter, don't worry about the color." It was cooler in downtown Howell than it was on Belle Isle when the FCB played there, *and* there was a breeze and shade. It was hot, true, but it wasn't as bad as I was expecting it to be. I forgot my chair, though. Usually there's a chair in the car, or at least next to the music stand, but there was no FCB on Monday, so I didn't check (and there was significant weirding in the staging areas over the last week anyway). Ooops. Fortunately, somebody had an extra chair, or I would have been standing in the back by the tubas....

HS 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.