Happy New Year! Happy 2019! O, Happy Day!
My plans were to close out 2018 with a blog entry or rather an add on blog entry that covered several days, but since it is a new year and all of that, it seemed good to start the year with a new, fresh entry. Hmmm....don't know about that fresh part because most probably this year's blog will be a continuation of the theme from 2018...cats...feral cats...and one domesticated, fun loving, gray cat, Buddy. Okay, maybe fun loving is a stretch for dear Buddy, because as she ages, she's a little to a lot more whiny....depending on the day or dare it be said, at night. . Roy has renamed Buddy, Treaty Pie especially in the mornings. She has just joined me to warm up her little paws from her morning of porch sitting.
2019 came here in sleep except for a distant rumble of fireworks or thunder...probably fireworks at midnight. It stirred us just a bit and then it was as if nothing happened. It was also a sleep in kind of morning which if any resolutions for the new year had been made, early rising would not be one but the thought of being more productive did surface, then quickly submerged itself cause, mostly, that ain't going to happen...at least as the world views productivity. Roy is the goal person...so he has set goals...whereas I am more of a mindset kind, yep, that is the best way to describe that. So this first day of 2019 came as a relaxed and laid back mindset with no particular goals for today other than maybe....emphasis maybe...empty the dishwasher and watch the LSU football game. Oh, laundry but that emphasis is already on the third load.
This morning Buddy got treated and then headed to the front porch because it is a warmer kind of day. Kind of nice after having rather cold temps leading into the holidays. Then it was to the garage to feed Riley and do a little playing. Because it isn't raining and not particularly cold, Riley was given the chance to go back outside but after a few hesitations, she came back into the garage. Going down there in a minute to give her the option again and hoping that we set a pattern for her to feel free and safe coming and going. In all the research of feral cats, she is defying the odds. She is counter intuitive, even more so than Cali. Who kept close but a distance once she became a young adult cat. Riley is at that young adult cat age....we are playing with things that were purchased last year in hopes that the Feral Fam might play and they never indulged into the fun except for the red laser light. Riley and I did that last night in the garage and she had a grand time of never capturing the light. All cats, after they figure out they aren't going to catch the light lose interest...but for now laser tag and the fishing pole toy is of great interest and play to Riley. Well, after a few rousing games of fishing with Riley and after treating her, I opened the door and she went out...came back to the threshold and then back out, up the stone path, slowly, gingerly making each step, came to the spot where her mom is buried...moved on for a few feet then sat under the fir tree. She looked back for a second and then like a hundred other times, she went into the brush and bramble. Later on I'll go outside and call her, to see if she comes and if not, it will just be getting used to a new normal hopefully of a coming and going Riley. Oh totally remiss and not shouting out to her, "use good judgement!" Doug and I heard that phrase often enough growing up.
This year I am leaning toward my #oneword being meaningful. A couple of years ago the word ful was the oneword and that way it could change daily...what that meant, thankful, grateful, playful...etc... While 2018 seemed meaningful and it was, that wasn't the oneword for that year. In fact 2018's word came later than sooner.
2019 also is beginning with a new iPhone. Think it was 2011 around the new year when getting the last one. Memory was fading, quickly deleting pics at the Biltmore while having our Christmas lunch at the Inn, so I could continue taking snow pics left and right. So, it is getting used to no home button and taking screen shots differently. The Sprint guy that helped us has a very interesting family history, ancestors one of the early settlers, and he has led an interesting and varied life...come to find out, he lives in Leicester. So with the iCloud, making the big switch between phones is a whole lot easier than it used to be. We were getting this errand done while Mustang Sam was in the shop for Auto Butler and oil change and rotating the tires. In by 8:00 out by noon. Makes me a little happier with the dealership since you can't make an appointment for oil changes etc... After dropping off Mustang Sam we headed over to Another Broken Egg but the original plan had been to eat breakfast at Moose Cafe. Roy is a waffle man, thus the change of venue....then for me the relative closeness of a Barnes and Noble to shop after the holidays was a joy and easy decision.
The day after Christmas we made plans with our very fun friends Cuman and Inez. Our first choice had been taking Roy to the Cataloochee, but with the government shutdown, translate that to bathrooms not open, and the probability of rough roads, we went to second choice, eating at Bonnie and Clyde's. Well, with B and C closed for the holidays, we went to Tommy's in Weaverville and enjoyed a delicious late lunch. But before eating Cuman took us back to the dam in Madison County. This was pre-flooding, whew! It was still very powerful though. Since he took us there last year, I have tried to find the way back and each time, lost, but in a beautiful countryside that made the trip enjoyable. So, now I know the non-twisty turny road to get there. I love hearing the stories since Cuman and Inez grew up in the area. With Wednesday being such an emotional day due to the earlier debacle of trying to get Riley into a crate and we not being fast enough, bedtime came very, very early for this child. And all the friends that reassured me that Riley would come around...cause you know I didn't believe them...well, they were right.
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I was too nervous to watch the LSU game, so it was constantly checking Twitter and it is so good that they won. Now to wait till the fall for LSU football to begin again and thankfully, baseball isn't too far off.
Then last night while planning to finish up this post, Love, Gilda was on CNN. She has always been a favorite and loved her comedic style. So, after watching and filled with documentary emotions, the best decision was to go was my hair and go to bed. If it comes on again, please watch, even if you didn't like her on SNL. Having current comedians read from her journal, very poignant.
Riley was all lovey dovey this morning and it is so hard not to try and pet her. It is just a natural reaction, like with Buddy, but after reading an informative article about putting aside the lap cat wish and tending to their immediate needs to help them come to a better life. In a bit I will open the back door and let her out. A nice day and tonight rain is supposed to move in, so here's trusting she will return later this afternoon when I call for her.
January 2nd, Shell texted a fraud alert to us. Were we in Miami? Uh, no...think the small charge is a try and see if it will go through. Roy called them and they are sending new cards. They also said there was an account out there with my name on it, so he cancelled that too. Think it happened in Gastonia when stopping for $1.94 gasoline.
So this day is getting away and there are a few errands to be run. Happy New Year! Thank you for reading Monablog.
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