Today was a devastating day. It started off fine, hubby woke me up at 930am, to tell me he was heading into work and I asked him if I needed to feed the beasties and he said he had already done it, except for the rats. So I got up and fed the rattie boys. He told me that I could go back to sleep but I told him I was awake. So I got some french toast I had made a week ago and put in the freezer, and popped a couple of slices into the toaster. Hubby didn't want any, so he kissed me goodbye and left. I got my french toast, cut it up into bite sized pieces and put blueberry syrup on it. Then I took my plate, my fork and a cola and went back upstairs. I was up in time to watch Quincy. Yeah!
So I watched it and ate, I had put the gate up downstairs and left the dogs down. After awhile, I could hear them whining and knew they had to go out. When Quincy was over, I went down and let them out. Then I came upstairs and started to strip the bed and check for bedbugs. I found two on hubby's side. I found them on the sheets where the pillow was. I checked the pillows and lifted all around the mattress and those were the only two I found. I stripped the bed, the pillows and bagged everything. I took the clothes that hubby had left on the floor and the clothes he had up on the dresser down to the washer. I started a load with the clothes.
Then I took some shots for the selling aps of a couple of items I no longer needed and put them up for sale. I started taking the rattie boys cage apart to give it a really good scrub. They had pulled down all their towels before so I cleaned out and took out the hammock to put in a clean one. I cut a towel to the size to go over the hammock, to give them something to snuggle in now that it's getting colder. I have noticed that they have been going down into the tree, where they had shredded some of the newspaper to make a little nest. And they had brought some of the shredded newspaper into the hammock. So I figured this might left them stay warmer. And I have seen other rat owners with similar set ups for their ratties, so I thought I would try it.
I scrubbed and soaked and really cleaned the craft table and the cage. I scrubbed the tree for thm since they sit on the top of it all the time. Zeke came over when I was scrubbing the table to see what I was doing and walked around in the soapy water for a little. Then he and Dylan cuddled up in the travel cage. I threw the clothes into the dryer and started the sheets to wash. That's as far as I got on the laundry today. Eventually I got the rattie boys cage reassembled, clean towels put back on the cage floors, and the cover for the hammock in place. But when Zeke went up to look at it, he didn't burrow in, so I got a safety pin and pinned up the opening so they could just go under. That seemed to work. They spent their afternoon nap time under the top in the hammock.
About 3pm, hubby called and said that he was going to take lunch early and come home. I told him that I was just about to put on some shoes and go to the store to get buns for the Kari Dogs for dinner and some yogurt for my breakfast. He said go ahead and do that, and pick me up some baked chicken, a breast and a drumstick, for his lunch. I told him sure and headed off.
When I got to the store, I got my stuff and a snack cake I found that looked good called Cherry Cordiels, or something like that, chocolate cakes with cherry frosting filling. I checked with the deli but the baked chicken still had 10 minutes to go which meant it would be 20 minutes before I got any, so I paid for my stuff and went to KFC.
At KFC, I got his two pieces of chicken in a combo, so I could have the soda and he could have coleslaw and a biscuit. When I got home,he was there. When I walked in, he said he had just gotten there himself. I put away my groceries and he sat down to eat. He thanked me for the KFC but said next time, don't go there as we are so broke, we can't afford to eat out anymore. I agreed and told him to enjoy it in the meantime.
Hubby told me that he is taking Monday and Tuesday off next week so he can use up his personal time off before the end of the year, where he would lose it if he didn't. So Monday we are getting picked up by my parents to be taken to see Michael Garmen's Christmas Town. Mom and Dad are buying the tickets as their birthday present to hubby. It should be lots of fun. Mom said that they have been before and it's really fascinating, all the work he does on it.
When hubby left, I got out some newspaper and sat down at the kitchen table and pulled out the three kinds of glitter glue I bought, a bag of pine cones, white thread and scissors. When hubby and I had gone to the Dollar Store to buy Christmas ornaments for the tree this year, we settled on red, green and gold as the colors for the tree. I got balls in those colors, bells in red and green, and miniature candy canes with green and red stripes. I have brass bells at home to use for gold bells. But one of the ornaments I really liked was the glittered pine cones they had, 2 for $1. And they were in red. They weren't real pine cones. But it got me to thinking, at the beginning of summer, I made hubby get out with me and pick up two bags of pine cones from the pine trees at the school, and they were still in the trunk of the car. I could go to Walmart and buy glue and glitter and make them myself! Perfect!
So when hubby and I had gone to Walmart to get glue and glitter, we found glitter glue in red, green and gold and got that instead. I figured it skipped a step and maybe this way the glitter wouldn't get quite everywhere.
So at 4pm, I sat down at the kitchen table and opened the bottles of glitter glue. I got out the paintbrushes I bought to use and figured out how to wind the thread onto the pine cone to make a loop for the hook to go into. Then I tried to paint on the glitter glue. Well, that didn't work, so I washed out the brush and then tried to squeeze the bottle and smear the glue on through the tip. Much better. Through trial and error, I found out the green glitter glue is the hardest to put on, the gold glitter glue is the hardest to see and the red glitter glue comes out just fine. I finally figured out how to hold them to put the glitter glue on and turn it. I laid them down on the newspaper and when one got left on one side a little too long and stuck, I learned to turn them frequently when drying. In 45 minutes, I got 4 done.
Then I took a break and make Kari Dogs for Frank for dinner. They are beef hot dogs that are cut almost all the way through length-wise. Then I put in a strip of cheddar cheese and 4 half dill pickle chips. I take half a piece of bacon, toothpick it at the top, cover the dog, and toothpick it at the bottom. Then I put it on a broiler pan that I spray with a PAM like spray. I made 5 of these for Frank. I made 5 of these for hubby and put them in the fridge under plastic until he was due to get home, to be cooked then. Frank liked them so much, he ate one, and came back for two more. Then he said he would take the other two to work for lunch the next day.
I continued working on the pine cones and got 9 done by 8pm. Hubby wasn't due home until about 9, but I was done. The Closer was on tv, I would put hubby's Kari Dogs in the oven at 330 degrees at 845pm, for half an hour, and he should be home by 915pm. But I was tired and didn't want to do anything else anymore. So I turned my pine cones some more and sat at the table watching tv. Letting the dogs in and out. I had long since fed them all dinner and all the cats were in.
Hubby got home just after I pulled dinner out of the oven. I had washed the dished, emptied the dishwasher, and checked the dryer to make sure the clothes were dry. I will fold and put them away tomorrow. I sat with hubby and ate some jello salad while he ate dinner. I had some beef barely soup for lunch and wasn't really hungry.
Tomorrow I'm going to keep working on the pine cones. It's going to take me awhile to do two bags of them. I'm also meeting a lady at 1pm to sell her some tarot cards that I never used. I'm trying to get rid of stuff and [put things on some selling aps. We could really use the money to pay bills. And we really could use the space of getting rid of stuff. Don't worry, nothing I sell is infected with bedbugs. It's all washed and cleaned and checked. And most of the stuff isn't from those two rooms. I'm a responsible bedbug owner. Haha
The devastating part came in when hubby told me about the shooting that took place today in San Bernadino, California. 14 dead and 17 injured. It took place in a community center that hosts developmentally challenged individuals as a day care. Come to find out there is a meeting room that is open to the public for rental and there was a meeting going on. Three gunmen in body armor came in, shot up the place and left. The police got there after they left. There was a manhunt and when I turned on the tv to watch the news, the police had stopped a black SUV and there had been a shootout. Later they confirmed that two people were killed in the vehicle, a man and a woman, and a third person had run away, so they were searching this neighborhood. Eventually the authorities said they had a third person detained and that two individual believed to be the gunmen were dead. This third person may or may not be involved. And this may or may not be an act of terrorism.
The last think I heard was that the Muslim organization was getting ready to have a press conference denouncing the acts of violence and had a relative of the one person the authorities had released the name of. I'm going to see if hubby can pull up that news conference for me to watch when we go upstairs here in a few minutes.
I'm not sure how this is all affecting me. In my own city here, Colorado Springs, just a few days ago, we had a man go on a shooting spree in Planned Parenthood, killing 3 and wounding many others, making a hostage standoff for several hours. And now this. It doesn't seem quite real, you know? But it's happening right here, in my own town. I think I'm numb.
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