i woke up this morning and it was SUNNY, and i feel the sun hasn’t been out for about a year and a half, so it was good to see that it’s still up there in the sky. it’s supposed to be 47 today, which sounds marginally OK, but I’M READY FOR SPRING RIGHT NOW. it’s supposed to be colder next week. enough already, really.
i realized i probably took a few too many motrin last night, but on the other hand, the horrible back pain is gone. all my upper body muscles are pretty darn sore at the moment, but it’s all because of the weight-lifting, not because of the pulling of the muscle. so many, not too many motrin, but just the right amount.
but i’m sure if i keep taking them at this rate, i’ll have uncontrolled bleeding out of my ears or my stomach or something, so i’m going to cut back. the thing is, some nights i take a couple because i feel it calms and relaxes my muscles so i can sleep. i told this to a friend who said that didn’t sound very logical, but it’s not like he’s a medical doctor, either.
i did sleep quite a bit last night, only woke up at 4:30 in order to try to figure out where the scratching noise was coming from; i figured a cat wanted in or out, but couldn’t find one anywhere.
i’m about to spend the weekend at amy and jim’s again, taking care of their wild dogs. actually, this morning i went over and let them out, and they were quite docile. they didn’t even bark, which is highly unusual. they might have thought i was amy, and had just grown a few inches. or maybe they’re used to me since i visited them just a few weeks ago. maybe they remembered how i plyed them with treats all weekend long, so they decided to start out on their very best doggie behavior.
last time, amy gave me a long list of proper feeding and care of the dogs and the cats and the fish. she obviously assumed i’d remember the drill this time, and i guess i do remember it, generally. feed everybody. DON’T feed the fish more than once a day, or they will SWELL UP AND EXPLODE. the funny thing i’ve noticed about fish is, even if you’ve just fed them, they swim up to the side of the tank and open and shut their little fish mouths, acting like they’re STARVING TO DEATH.
but they can’t fool me.
fish are nice and peaceful creatures, but i definitely wouldn’t want fish for pets. i mean, do they really even classify as pets, anyway? you can’t pet them, there’s no interaction except for feeding them and then they act like they’re starving anyway. you can’t let a fish sleep in the bed with you. i consider fish more like decoration, really. something soothing and pretty…i think a nice fountain does about the same thing, and there’s not nearly as much care and feeding involved.
pretty much no feeding is necessary for a fountain, as a matter of fact.
ok, i hope your friday is full of goodness, ditto for the weekend, etc. i don’t have too many plans, but that’s ok by me.
grace