Heck, no!

See the last pair of true mercerized  cotton socks from 100 years ago I bought.  They don't stretch, they don't have that tourniquet top on it to stop your blood circulating to your heart.  They don't feel like you're putting a  thick fuzzy sweater on your foot.

They would feel weird to today's customer because the customers aren't used to un-giving cotton.  Just a crew sock, cotton, real shape and form, and your SIZE  is required.  You'll see that my big unruly toe poked a hole in the toe of the sock, and sadly I'll have to throw them away.  The very last pair of good decent cotton well made socks in my possession. That's actually sad (to me).  They fit closely to the foot, as they are sized.  You never notice the wearing of them.  Thought I would eulogize them here with their photo.  Buster Brown advertises socks that look like this..these ARE Buster Brown from years and years ago; but nowadays,  BB socks  are stretchy somewhat, there is an elastic's thread running along the shorter crew top to "hold them up"...no reinforcement in the toe and heel...they wear out before you can get across the floor and...they still leave a mark, however faint, on the ankle.  And nope, I don't have swollen ankles.  9" around by the tape. 

RIP Socks.  I enjoyed wearing you two. 

Happy Day to You

 Welp...not going to complain about anything I don't think.  

About to take the oldest to his place.  Made him scrambled eggs, 4 of 'em, and bacon and toast.  Cinnamon toast.  You can forget how good that is until you try it again. 

When I return I will be cleaning up around here.  And I will have my western's I love on Saturday blaring over the vacuum cleaner.  If I cannot be still to see them, then I wanna hear them!  You know, I LOVE Wagon Train and Raw Hide.  Wanted Dead or Alive too. And all the others but the day isn't good if I haven't been able to see those three.

Have you seen bacon prices?  They have tripled here.  Just under tripled to be more accurate. Another 20 cents or so.  I know why they have risen so drastically and I have thoughts on it, but they will remain here in my wee head.

Hope it cools down soon.  Too warm, humid humid humid and rain that hardly quits.  But I have been saying that for 11 years.  Because it's true.

Headed off to the big City.  See you in a while when I whirl by sweeping, vacuuming and dusting and...cleaning the bathroom.  

This next here below, be me.  I figured face recognition wouldn't get a good bead on it this way.  

Oh for Pete Sake

 For pete sake.  I was just a minute ago over on a pet blog I enjoy, and there it was again.  A not veiled at all,  snark.  Even a veiled one is not what I expect from the mouth of an animal.  I guess that will about do it for me over there.  I so dislike those little ugly surprises, just as I was at pains to say in my blog before my  last blog yesterday. Why people have to foist their  personal political views on others is a mystery to me. If you ask me, I'll discuss mine in person.  But I won't lie in wait- and when I see you, jump up and throw a mess in your face as you come around the corner.  You can depend on that. 

Meanwhile, I am so glad you liked the petunias.  They are so beautiful.  I am not a petunia person at all.  Pansies are my faves.  But the minute I saw these several years ago, I became a petunia fan! 

It's pretty dark when I get up in the morning.  Because it is, I am sleeping an extra half an hour.  But when I get up, I have to turn on the light which is hard on Katie's eyes and mine for a few seconds.  We wend our ways through the house raising blinds etc. and then, the important thing  Getting her breakfast ready! The start to the day...dark and quiet. Bring on the sun. 

I am using time right now that should be spent getting dressed and washing up.  It is such a pleasure not having to do other things, that I am allowing this indulgence.  Just today.  

It's been raining steadily for several days and will continue for a week, as always.  I still have a female hummingbird, so I keep changing her nectar every day or so as the rain dilutes it too much.  She's worth it. And a reminder.  You may not see anyone at your feeder but there may be a single bird who is still using it...and there are transients coming through needing nourishment.  Please keep the feeder full for several weeks after you think you've seen the last.  It would be a blessing to the stragglers and travelers.  

XX

Taken at the arboretum

Waste

 Hello and Howdy, friends.  These two posted pictures coming up aren't the best I could have done.  I wish I had given more consideration to them as I was taking them.

I had just returned from The Big City (as I persist in calling it) and I saw two BIG boxes on my side porch.  I got out of the car and saw they were something I had ordered.  While out there, I thought since I was next to the recycle and trash bins and I had my knife with me as always,  I would open them right away and dispose of the boxes and packing before bringing the product inside.  

(Seeing the lower shadow on the box, now I know what I would look like at 200 pounds)! 

Why would the seller put a packet no larger than a sheet of typing paper and no thicker that 10 sheets of same, in a box big enough for me to sit my personal human rump down into it?  What a waste. Then I had to break the box down before putting it in the bin.  A waste of my time since they used so large a box.  After cussing that box, I opened the other LARGE box which had five (baby pacifier-sized)!!! vinyl units in it.   Another having me standing out in the hot sun cutting the box down and taking more room in my recycle bin.  Two weeks ago it was so full of broken down boxes the lid out not go all the way down.

Thank you very VERY much for your considered replies to my last blog.  I feel very strongly about the topic and even though this isn't Katie's blog- and purportedly, I could write you my personal thoughts about the two topics we addressed, I won't. 

I saw a posting of my favorite petunia yesterday on an enjoyable blog-  and in comment, I said I would post mine again.  I think these particular petunias only came out about three years ago perhaps.  I start looking in March.  If you don't get a pot when they are first set out, you won't get one at all.  They go like hotcakes as the saying goes.  You might biggafy both. 

Here is another that only had stars on one side.  How fortunate to see that on mine. Look below:

They are called Starry Skies. 

I am a coin collector...why I am including this link.: https://coinweekgiveaways.com/index.php/giveaway/coin-giveaway-402/?share=749489

Oh Goodness...

 Katie and I were going through her blog friends' blogs this morning and as we came to one we have started visiting more often, wham.  An unpleasant political statement

For me, I have been very careful on FaceBook and all three blogs to not air my little thoughts and opinions regarding politics.  NO one wants to read them...it would do NO good, as we all of us have our minds made up.  Nothing will pry loose a single perception that  one has already formed.  They are nailed in tightly and covered over with Gorilla Glue I am sure.  And each opinion we have is perceived by us every one,  as immutable, unswerving and of course, the only correct thing. 

The last thing I expected is cats and dogs and bunnies or the occasional turtle, etc. as having political things they feel they need to espouse and broadcast to other cats and dogs and bunnies in a CB bloggie.  

If I see it more than once, I'm outta there.  Neither Katie Isabella nor *I* cause others to suffer my/our little political thoughts and opinions,

swiped from the internet

 and I hope to have the same courtesy. Kitties and Woofies ought keep their opinions private and just speak of their days and lives.  Someone can put politics in their human blog or FB if they insist.  But I had hoped the precious animals in the CB would be a last bastion of non political talk.  

OK.  I can't imagine anyone here being particularly offended that I dislike politics on a sweet animal blog.   As not one of you who visit here does that.  Whew. 💗

What Possessed Me?

 Good Grief!  (I recall a friend at person who remarked  in semi- exasperation to my often uttered remark "good grief":  "Carole, there IS no good grief"!

But, good grief....  I was sitting in a chair with a heating pad at my back, and  suddenly I got up...went to the kitchen and cleaned the coffee pot.  You know that has to be done with vinegar.  Pew.  Then, I got the baking soda and scrubbed the pot inside and out to get rid of any lurking coffee stains which did exist.  Rinsed till the pot glowed...and turned to begin taking things out of the fridge, and I cleaned THAT out.  What in the world brought that on? My back still hurts too! 

 Scrubba scrubba dubba! And got that done, washed, dried, etc.  And back together.  Something came over me and I took the kitchen trash container (supposed to be white) apart, and spit shined IT!  If I hadn't already shined the wood kitchen floor yesterday I likely would have done that too.  I have the urge to bring my long table into my room and totally empty out a large cupboard onto it- and throw away things and make it more orderly.  

My million books and their shelves need to be cleaned up, and books put in better order, and believe me.  I am a book maven so I have many MANY books.  They are friends to me.  I re-read favorites many times.  Can't get rid of them.  Would be like losing family.  If someone was here to see me company while doing it...it would be done now.  But when I ask a friend to just sit and talk while I do it, they everyone think I want them to work.  No.  I don't. I meant what I said.  Just company. 

So, my feet are dancing while sitting here to get the table out, set it up in my room and get cracking! 

What? A Month Has Passed? Time Flies.

When you ain't having fun.  

 I am about to give this blog up.  I appreciate the friends who come by always.  I can't seem to be very interesting though.  That may be "my sign".  

Just got back from wally world and a grocery store.  I have to go back to wally's world as I saw the small bottle of makeup had been opened...of course after I got home.  And the grocery store sold me a bag of stale popcorn, that was like chewing rubber pieces.

Nothing like having to repeat the steps all over again. 😞

The cat still isn't happy at all.  She was doing alright till she fell using her tree trying to get down from the highest point. 

 She got a new tree and the old one was hauled away.  She hates the new one, though she got on it a total of three times in as many weeks.  She won't do anything she always did.  She hates the new dining table, and as for the tree...nada, and she won't play with any of her toys.  She just stays in her PTU all day except to eat and use her box.  Nope, not even Donkey. She won't play at night...all toys remain where they were.  No running feet marks in the carpet..just nothing but staying in her room mostly in the PTU. One toy made it to her room a few nights ago.  That's it. 

So, with this gloomy post, I'll say so long till the next post.  Oh.  She and I are alone until next Thursday.  Then Brovver will be back a couple days. 

So...grouch and gloomy here, will again, bid you bye.  Till we meet again.  Who knows?  If something good happens maybe it will be soon.