Since everyone was getting on the virtual event bandwagon, I did as well. I scheduled an event on Facebook called Show me your drunk face and invited just about everyone I know:
After our first week of self-distancing and homeschooling I think we’ll all need a drink or six. Come share your poison in a photo or live video!
I wasn’t sure how well it would go over but figured what the heck. So imagine my surprise when people started posting anf posting and kept posting and kept posting… It was a success! I even went live a time or two, a bunch of us did shots at the same time, and it was really fun.
What really surprised me, though, that people kept posting even after the event was over! Like days later! So, stay tuned for what happened later…
So Illinois just announced a Shelter in Place until at least April 7 (though I’m predicting longer). So just like this past week, we’ll continue to be saving humanity by staying the F home (Tom is working from home now, too). Please do the same so we don’t have to keep doing this until Christmas.
I had to go to my regular chiropractor visit this morning and didn’t want to take the kids so left them at home alone for the first time. I can be there and back in like 20 minutes so it was a good test.
When I was done I called home to Alexa from the parking lot to see how they were doing and if I could run to Sam’s. Katie answered in a towel so I love she’d finished her shower as instructed. They said they were good so off I went. Yay for them getting older!!
The school schedule worked pretty well and we all survived…but there’s room for improvement for sure. But I also decided to start our taxes today and that was more of a nightmare than anything. Oh, and I scored toilet paper and tissue…but no milk. Cheers!
One of the Facebook memes is to talk about your day with your kids but calling them your coworkers. Without further ado…
My female coworker lost her shit when her hair didn’t do what she wanted and ended up whimpering in my lap while I tried to gently explain she’s kinda stuck with her hair forever.
My male coworker is still behaving nicely in order to earn his daily Xbox time. The female doesn’t seem to give two shits about the Xbox time.
Both coworkers are blind to Legos on the floor and lost some when maintenance vacuumed.
ETA: Both co-workers needed to be reminded that they can make their own lunches. They used to do it every day so why am I now a chef? Make yourself a damn sandwich.
Owen. Within maybe two hours of being home from a full weekend of camping with his scouting friends (and after a brief discussion about our new Covid Rules including Mythbuster videos on how germs travel), was whining and mopey: “Whoever started the coronavirus is stupid because I can’t play with my friends.”
Katie was sooooooooooo booooored allllllll daaaaaaay. Like she’s never had a weekend day without friends. I finally had to tell her if she told me she was bored we’d start cleaning and throwing stuff away.
I tried to have them help me make Brazilian bread for dinner and that went south almost immediately because no one listens to me or reads directions.
By the way they were delicious!
I honestly don’t know how I’m going to survive this.
“This was a full tub of sanitizing wipes — Proof we cleaned when we got here.”“Lunch is now happening, after a bit of knife safety & sharpening skills.”“Now it’s fire building time.”“Many fires were made… some made more smoke than flame. One requirement to earn the Fireman Chit card that gives them ability to tend a fire at s Scouting event, Scouts must build a sustainable fire (that will keep burning after you stop adding sticks/fuel to it) that is lit from no more than three matches.”“Tonight’s meal is either burgers with fried potato wedges, or Chicken Alfredo & salad. Or in some cases… a little of both (due to an abundance of pasta, and that all the potatoes were pitched as that didn’t work out at all.”“After a fun campfire & s’mores/Cracker Barrel, it’s time for a few more games before bed.”“Good morning! We ate, cleaned up, and are now working on Totin’ Chip which is learning about how to safely use axes, hatchets, and saws to cut firewood.”
No one else showed up today so she had the instructor all to herself… She was done with her lesson when I challenged her to swim the length of the pool.
Bella’s sore had stopped bleeding overnight so we let her out onto our (covered) bed because that’s her comfy place and I wanted her to be comfy. But she didn’t want to lay down until I put a pair of my pants on the bed. And that’s where she was all day.
So I’ve noticed something wasn’t right but have been avoiding checking out her ear because I didn’t want to deal with it…but I finally made her remove her earrings today and…this is what has happened.
She claims she has no idea how this happened (and it’s just one ear). I’m a bad mom because I noticed it awhile ago but convinced myself it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was—so it probably got worse.
I did seek medical advice and were told she really just needs to take them out and let them close and hopefully it will heal enough to not need surgery?! And maybe sometime in the future she can get them pierced again. We’re both a little sad.
But how on earth could she do this and not realize it? Baffled.
Off to the vet to check out a disturbing something on Bella (cyst? infected scratch? growth? tumor?) that appeared out of nowhere. I swear if it’s not one animal it’s one of the others.
I’m not gonna post the picture of it because, well, yuck.
So the doc has no idea what happened—it’s not in the right place for an anal glands issues and she said it looks like a bite or something and asked if my other cat would’ve attacked her and I told her I really didn’t think so…so they’re kind of confused.
So they drained it and said the skin is going to come off so she has a collar to keep from licking it and we have to put warm compresses on it to try to drain it a few times every day. She’s on antibiotics and the gabapentin painkiller which we at least had from the last vet visit for Charlie. And to top it all off we have to come back multiple times (every other day) to get the area “lasered” to help the gaping wound heal (because the area of skin that is coming off is HUGE). And of course I rarely have anything on my schedule, but the next week is crazy. Which I now get to fit vet visits in there.
So for right now she’s in Maggie’s travel crate so I can keep her contained without her bleeding all over…and waiting until the painkiller starts working. I gave her food and water—which isn’t easy since she has the collar on. At least giving her the meds wasn’t too hard and will knock her out.
Transferring from one crate to the other.Her home for the rest of the afternoon.
