Whoa.

Oct. 25th, 2012 10:44 pm
margotvankapelle: (doggie bag)
Our Maggie has been a Powell for 4 years now.  She's maybe 6 at the oldest, no more than that.  So imagine my shock when I was going through early photos of our girl and it struck me how much her face has grayed (or as my sister calls it, "gone platinum").  Almost all of Margaret's muzzle is salt-and-pepper (heavy on the salt) now.  It made me very sad to realize that our goofy puppygirl is getting older faster than I thought.

Then Miss Crazypants jumped in my lap and gave me a wet willy.

Brat.

GAH!

Jul. 6th, 2012 06:57 pm
margotvankapelle: (SEWALLTHETHINGS! by tonyadmay)
Of all the times for the Sewing Muse to strike!  I am holed up in my bedroom with 2 dogs (one of which keeps farting...looking at you, Daisy) and 2 cats (Pretty Pretty Princess is keeping cool by laying in the bathtub).  Handsewing aggravates my carpal tunnel these days, and all of my sewing stuff is downstairs -- in the part of the house without air conditioning.

Gah!

DO NOT WANT

Jul. 5th, 2012 11:43 pm
margotvankapelle: (bollocks)
I checked the weather forecast for the next couple of days and nearly fell over.

Al Gore?  You can have your freaking global warming back; we don't want it.

Okay, game plan is to hole up in my bedroom all day with the critters, since three of the five are elderly.  Any panting, heat exhaustion type symptoms and they go into a cool shower with me.

Voila, my plans for the weekend.




Note to self:  The next house will have central air.  This is ridiculous. 

At Mom's

Dec. 24th, 2011 03:16 pm
margotvankapelle: (xmastree)
Boe, Maggie, and I are all at Mom's.  Boe and I have both come down with some sort of upper respiratory infection -- this is just indicative of how my holidays have gone lately.  :-/

Anyhoo, I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas!
margotvankapelle: (asshat)

I have finally hit the end of my rope with Random Gamer Guy...you know, Mr. Shits-his-pants?

So within the past three weeks, he has left the toilet seat and lid up -- and a fecal suprise dissolving in the toilet bowl -- eight times.  Keep in mind, we only have the one bathroom.  Also keep in mind, I have three cats and a dog...a dog that likes to drink out of the toilet if the seat and lid are up.  A couple of the cats are also interested in drinking from the World's Biggest Drinking Fountain, given the chance.  The first couple of times, I reminded Random Gamer Guy that hey, the pets will drink out of the toilet bowl, so put the seat and lid down; while I'm at it, flush, willya? 

I guess because I have ovaries, Random Gamer Guy decided not to take me seriously...until my husband managed to baptize his own ass with filthy water during a 2 AM why-bother-turning-the-light-on-I-have-lived-in-this-house-ten-years-I-can-manage-to-use-the-bathroom-just-fine-in-the-dark trip.  Boe sat down, got his butt soaking wet, and turned on the light to mop up the water he splashed all over the floor.  That's when he discovered Random Gamer Guy had taken a crap, left the seat and lid up, and not bothered to flush. So Boe had a chat with Random Gamer Guy, gave him what-for,  and pointed out that RGG will make our pets sick if he continued the bathroom passive-aggressiveness.  

It's happened six times since, and tonight was the final straw.  In addition to the toilet shenanigans, Random Gamer Guy has not paid his rent.

I am so evicting him.  In my municipality, I am supposed to give him 10 days.  That' all I am willing to give him.  My critters are my babies and he is endangering their health.  Dude's gotta go.

I must say, I felt a certain dark pleasure when writing out the notice to vacate the premises.  We'll see how everything goes.
margotvankapelle: (lolnado)
When I got off of work today, every WM in town was out of air conditioners, the same was true for Meijer's, Lowe's, Home Depot, Menard's, Target, Big Lots, and Dollar General (not like I really expected DG to have air conditioners, but I was desperate).

Boe found one -- count 'em, one -- air conditioning unit (and stood guard over it) at our local Do It Best hardware store, where I promptly dispatched myself and my debit card. It seems the unit had been on hold for someone for 5 days, but was never picked up.  As an added bonus, the manager took an extra forty bucks off of the retail price since it was a discontinued model.  Score!

When Boe had called me to report success on The Quest For Air Conditioning, I was stepping out of a tepid shower with three very angry cats joining me in the bathroom.  See, all three of the cats were panting and had rapid breathing when I came home, which are signs of heat exhaustion.  So I was a bad Mommy for their own good and took one cat at a time into the tepid shower with me, 15 minutes per cat.  Now, you might think that this isa recipe for Disembowelment By Cat Claws, but one thing that I've learned about cats is that they have an innate sense of fairness.  That's why my arms get turned into mincemeat when I try to bathe them, but they don't claw me when I have them in the shower with me, even though there is substantially more flesh to tear into when doing so.  Sure, they struggled a bit, but nothing involving claws or teeth.  I think they think that if they have to get wet, it is only Right and Proper that I get soaked too.

Anyway, I'm pretty sure we managed to buy the last available air conditioner in a three county area.  We've moved the animals into the bedroom, complete with litter box, food, and water, and our bedroom is finally beginning to cool down.  I might actually get to sleep tonight.
margotvankapelle: (ooooooh)
First of all, we needed a new mower. So while we were at the store, we also picked up:

A cat statue to put on Fagan's grave (it's been almost a year since he passed, after all, I think it's about time!)

An invisible dog fence for Miss Maggie...I let her out yesterday to potty, and 30 seconds later I get a phone call from our neighbors across the street. Maggie had decided to run out into traffic in order to visit them. *sigh*

Roundup herbicide -- we're killing off the lawn and starting over

Grass seed

Weed and feed

Grub killer

2 large planters

A small planter

A hanging planter

10 begonias

16 pansies

8 petunias

and

2 fuschias

I have spent the afternoon planting to my heart's content. Boe has been spraying herbicide on everything in our yard (I did make sure to cover the lilac bush and the sole remaining rose bush before he started in on the herbicide), and we've been burning handfuls of leaves mixed in with a little bit of firewood. That way we don't get nailed for burning leaves in city limits. A handful at a time is enough to tell anyone who asks that we're using it as tinder. Not nearly as smoky, either.
margotvankapelle: (kitten)
 Boe and I are having a lovely, if quiet, Christmas at my mother's house in Columbus, OH.  Gifts were small but heartfelt, Maggie is with us, and Mom has wifi.  Life is good.

I hope everyone on my f-list is enjoying a wonderful holiday season.

Our New Year's Eve plans are as follows:  We're going to J.K. O'Donnell's with whichever friends are able and willing to go (looking at you, [livejournal.com profile] cubsfan57 ) to enjoy ourselves.  And on New Year's Day, well, I'm scheduled to work 10 AM to 7, so chances are pretty good I'll be drinking lots of Gatorade at work that day...

Love you all.
margotvankapelle: (Default)
I have been busy. Crazy busy. A lot of the busy comes from transferring schools and work, the other comes from, well, this:



Meet Princess -- she's about 6 weeks old, and was found nearly dead on the side of a highway by some Good Samaritans 2 weeks ago.  She was skeletal and covered in fleas when they picked her up.  They got rid of the fleas and fostered her, but the female Good Samaritan developed pretty severe allergies to her and so they  found her a home with us.  She is SO TINY, omg.  Bear in mind, I haven't worked with a kitten this young since Odin came into our lives, so close to 10 years.  Odin is now about 15 pounds and Frank is close to 20 pounds, so it's quite surprising how small Princess is in comparison.  She is already very much Boe's cat -- she follows him from room to room, sleeps in his armpit (often moving to his pillow next to his face in the middle of the night), and generally wants to spend her time hanging around him.  It's awesome -- I had hoped for this since Fagan was a daddy's boy and Boe lost his special buddy when Fagan passed away.  She is going to have amber eyes when they finish changing colors, and she is mostly white with tabby splotches and tail.  Princess is also living up to her name -- she is tiny but fierce!  She hisses and growls at the boys when they come a bit too close, but that distance is shrinking day by day.  She gets along well with Maggie, as her foster family has 4 dogs.  Last night, Princess discovered Maggie's tail makes an *excellent* play toy, and Maggie has shown no aggression, simply playfulness.  Princess eats like a preteen boy (put her bowl down in front of her, wait 30 seconds, then fill it up again), but she's growing ridiculously quickly and putting weight on nicely.  It's funny to watch her tummy expand as she snarfs down her crunchies and her wet food...afterwards, she usually gives a large burp and waddles off to the litter box.  Here, have another picture:


Yes, the scale is accurate:  Princess is the size of one of Boe's hands. 
margotvankapelle: (cymbals)
Boe needed my help in getting the Tornado Room painted and cleaned before Mel's visit, and it has become clear to me that there is NO WAY I could get an Elizabethan jacket, stomacher, and petticoat finished in time for Bristol.

So I knocked out a variation on a Shinrone Gown for myself today.  Total time from draft to finished product:  10 hours.  To be honest, I tweaked some things that are a bit out of my league, like the darts throughout the bodice, and the specific type of pleating in the skirt...and the collar (I completely forgot the collar, to be honest), raised the neckline a bit since the girls need to be reined in (I don't want to go without support in public), and made the whole thing out of some really spiffy linen.  But it has the hanging sleeves and that's close enough, right?

*crickets*

Right?

*more crickets*

Oh well.

Anyhoo, tomorrow I knock out a leine for myself and try to get a Kilcommon jacket done as well for Boe.  Then Friday consists of laundry, packing, Mapquesting directions to the airport, campsite, and Bristol, ensuring that Paul will actually show the hell up to take care of Maggie while we're gone, straightening up Mel's room and ensuring her bed has adequate bedlinens, cleaning the cat boxes, and making sure that the cats have adequate gooshyfood stores.
margotvankapelle: (fates)
It's a good thing I love our Maggie. With it being so mild today, Boe and I took her for a long play session in a local park to run some of the crazy off her. What wasn't flooded in the park was plain ol'mud.

You can probably see where this is going.


So we came home with a tog that didn't have any pointer markings on her -- she looked remarkably like chocolate Lab. Yeah, she got *that* dirty. So we gave her a looooooooong bath. She was a little panicky in the tub, but once we picked her up out of the tub (oof, *that* was a chore!) she calmed right down when we toweled her dry.

The little snot is sleeping like an angel on the sofa, all tuckered out after today's Grand Adventure. The house smells like wet dog.

Like I said, good thing I love her, huh?
margotvankapelle: (kittysurprise)
I am at work, on my lunch break.

At 7, I get off of work, go home, walk Maggie, wake Boe up, and unwrap gifties.

By 10 Am, I will be in bed. At 7 PM I'll get up and spend some time with Boe until I go to work again at 10.

I hate this job.

In other news, here's what I got Boe for Christmas:
A bottle of Driven cologne
The Kung-Fu Panda 2 DVD set
A pocket watch
A fleece blanket I made myself
A hoodie with The Punisher logo all over it
and a bike.

It doesn't look like much, but they're all things I know he'll love. I try to make him at least 1 gift at Christmas, and I try to give him one *big* item and several smaller ones. And although he and I agreed that we're not getting each other clothing for Christmas, the Punisher hoodie is something he's petted every time we go to WalMart lately, so this'll be something he forgives me for. :-)

Maggie is getting bacon treats and a new rope bone, and the boys are getting toy mice and some catnip, in addition to an extra can of gooshyfood.

Merry Christmas, everyone! Stay safe and sane throughout the festivities!
margotvankapelle: (kittysurprise)
I got up at 3 this morning and wrapped Boe's gifts. They look lovely under our tree.

Maggie went to the groomer's yesterday and smells like sugar cookies instead of wet dog. It's a nice change of pace. She's asleep right next to me now.

Boe very kindly cleaned the kitchen and living room yesterday while I slept. It looks awfully nice. He's also been doing laundry.

So that's the latest and greatest from our place this Christmas Eve.

Finally!

Dec. 13th, 2008 10:03 am
margotvankapelle: (kittysurprise)
We just put the tree up -- we're using non-glass ornaments this year because we don't know how Maggie will react to a tree in the house.

Later today Boe and I are going to my Mom's family's Christmas party. It should go well. I still need to pick up gifts for the Christmas exchange at Mom's next week.

Tomorrow is the Adrian Christmas event. Boe and I will be working on presents later today before seeing Mom.
margotvankapelle: (hotchocolate)
Boe and I have been cleaning the house. Woo or something. Maggie is doing well, as are the cats.

My labs came back on the 3rd -- turns out my ovaries are malfunctioning and not producing any (like, none at all) progestin. This has created artificially high androgens, which may explain an awful lot of things. I start hormone replacement therapy on Monday. Good thing Boe and I had decided to adopt anyway; my doctor told me that I would miscarry any baby we concieved. My thyroid came back okay though, so at least that's one thing that's working the way it should.

We're putting up Christmas decorations after the house is clean.

Other than that, there's not much going on.
margotvankapelle: (hotchocolate)
We had hams. It was lovely and low-key. Today, I meet up with the rest of The Fam at my dad's house for the big blowout. Whee!

(Mom *loves* Maggie and was very impressed with her. I think Mom's going to be making a Christmas stocking for our Maggie Jane; that's when you *know* Mom has accepted you into the family -- you get your own stocking.)

I slept for 12 glorious hours, and for the first time in the past 3 weeks, woke up on my own. Delightful.

I am really looking forward to seeing my sister. We've been talking on the phone a lot more lately, and things are so awesome now I can hardly stand it.
margotvankapelle: (nosignal)
I had a lovely long post all written up, and ElJay ate it. Argh.

Synopsis: Maggie was spayed today. The poor girl is curled up on the couch with Boe, getting some well-deserved if subdued snuggles.

The event this weekend was awesome even on zero sleep. House Mortis bartered with Casa de Estilo for my companionship, and I transferred over to belonging to House Mortis. I also have an idea for creating a guild of lady fighters...Les Belles Dames Sans Merci. I have the heraldry designed and everything. :-). Now I just need to put my cunning plan into action. Teehee.

Work Saturday night sucked syphilitic donkey dick. That's all I'm saying about that.

So, yeah, that's about it.
margotvankapelle: (fates)
We have her spay scheduled for next Monday. I thought she was spayed, the shelter thought she was spayed...nope. We found that out at the vet's office during her rabies vaccination and preliminary checkup. So, yeah.

I also had my own doctor's appointment yesterday. She took one look at me and my symptoms, and scheduled me for bloodwork to check over my entire endocrine system. She's thinking PCOS, hypothyroidism, or some sort of other metabolic disorder.

ETA: Maggie is asleep next to me on the couch, and all four paws are twitching away as she dreams. I am amused.
margotvankapelle: (dreams)
I have a chiropractor's visit today, a doctor's appointment tomorrow.

Maggie and the boys are starting to accustom themselves to each other.

I am still extremely tired.

I joined the stash_challenge community...I think I'll be able to get at least 10 things done from my stash in the next year.

I still don't know anything about future employment. Oh well.
margotvankapelle: (wantitnow)
I have to take Maggie to the vet today to have her postshelter checkup. Although I do not generally hold with dressing dogs up in clothes, yesterday I saw a shirt she *needed*, dammit...so I bought it. And boy does she look cute!

It's a "polo shirt", with hot pink and black stripes, and an appliqued girly skull and crossbones. Srsly, she needed the danged shirt. And it was on sale, so...yeah.

Boe thought it was both amusing and insane. Good thing he loves me, huh?

We also need new Verizon phones -- Boe has managed to break his and lose mine (goodbye pictures and music that were on the memory card!), so I get to do that today too. When I asked Boe what kind of phone he wanted, all he said was that it *had* to be red. *sigh* Yes, dear. So that narrows it down to the Samsung Juke or the LG VX8350. If neither of those is available any longer, then the backup plan is the Nokia 6205 Dark Knight Edition .  I plan to get the regular, non-Dark Knight Nokia 6205 for myself.  Something durable, that can outlast Boe, that's all I ask.

In addition, I need to order a pattern from Reconstructing History for the Christmas exchange.  As well as get my pretty aquamarine ring out of hock layaway and get it sized.  Whee!

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