We have two cats. That makes eight cat feet in total, whose main purpose in life seems to be tossing litter about the abundant 400 square feet that we all coexist in. There's no good spot for this, so it is located in our bedroom closet. Not ideal, but workable. I love the ease of the litter genie, but would always spill litter when transporting those golden nuggets from the box to the genie. What I'd really like is a real litter genie, one that would just come in and "poof"...the box is clean. The problem is that someone couldn't seem to keep their butt all the way inside the box and was making a mess on the floor of the closet. Not acceptable. I tried adding puppy pads outside the box, but that just seemed to convince them that it was okay to just pee on the puppy pad, which yes..that is what it is for designed for...but again. Not acceptable. So, in frustration I went and bought the largest plastic bin that would still fit in the closet, added the litter genie and two containers of litter. No more spillage from the litter box to the genie.
Now it's just another day at the beach for the furry ones and nobody is able to pee outside the box. I applaud thinking outside the box...just not peeing. Hmmm, maybe I need to add a little beach umbrella for them. Long Live the Queen of Creative Solutions
Left Brain has been taking our fifteen year old granddaugher out to practice driving lately and I had her bring along her camera to do a little photo shoot after our lunch. The town of Elk River is not large, but it's packed with character. I especially enjoy the murals downtown and this is my favorite.
The other mural is kind of hidden behind the trees, but the setting is sweet with the splash pad for kids. Note the porta potty is also painted to blend in.
Opposite this is an ivy covered wall that seems to enjoy being mostly by the windows.
There is never a shortage of things to photo when you just start looking around.
I guess I should quit whining about the heat and humidity in Minnesota. Back home in Arizona the weather has been much more nasty since this is the monsoon season. Here is a clip of what it looked like recently as reported by the local news.
Our neighbor snapped several shots of the damage nearby. The roof of one car port went flying into another person's house...ouch.
There's lots of trees down in Patriot Park.
Our biggest damage seems to be the storage shed getting blown over and the door coming off, very minor compared to others.
I've always been thin, skinny, slender, a stick...you get the idea all my life. Until menopause hit and reset all my wiring. It's still fun to see my photos from the "old days".
Some of my favorite years were when I was involved in karate. Here's the teacher photo from way back. We weren't allowed to smile...very serious people here. I'm the one on the left holding the bo staff...my weapon of choice.
This is Left Brain and I doing some drills. Note he still had hair. Well, at least some.
I had such lofty goals when I left Arizona last May. My plans were to grow my hair out, lose 50 pounds and amaze everyone when I returned to Arizona. Ha! The hair is starting to grow, can't screw that up...but I've gained three more pounds. Sigh. Coca Cola has been my drug of choice for ages, ever since my mother started feeding it to me in a bottle at eight months of age. But as you can see from the old advertising, this was encouraged in those days.
I've tried to kick the habit many times with no success. Oh, I might go a month or two without it and then bam...I have one and am hooked again. I have finally accepted this as part of my DNA and have moved on. Chocolate is my main food group and I've tried to kick the Hershey's kisses habit as well, but find myself gobbling down chocolate chips and any other form that's out there. Kind of like a drunk that will drink the mouthwash. It's not pretty, but it's what it is. At least the dark chocolate is good for the heart.
Thank goodness I never started smoking, or that would be another in my list of confessions. Yes, I tried it...at age seven. Didn't like it much and haven't tried it again since. Generally I'm an upbeat and happy person, but sometimes things just drag me down for no reason. I figure even though I'm way past menopause, I still have a monthly cycle I go through with mood swings and a case of the grumpies. Thankfully I'm married to a wonderful man who understands all my ups and downs and gently helps me roll through them. So. I am what I am and have decided it is enough. There, that felt liberating! Long Live the Queen
