I am still here. I didn't stub my toe and fall off the face of the earth. I've just been down with a cold ever since Tuesday morning. I have spent the week in bed with my nose (runny or stuffy depending on the minute) poked into varying mysteries by either American or British authors of the early 1940's. (I picked up a collection of old Detective Book Club books consisting of eleven volumes with three novel's apiece at the local annual book sale several years ago.) Some of them are just mediocre, but some of them are really quite good.
I'm not much of a hand at napping, so I haven't napped any, though there have been definite times were I was laying down with my eyes shut. I'd pop back up at some point to lean on my pillows and blow my nose or drink the tea someone brought me or just to put my nose back into my book.
I spent some time playing with the cats...Runty in particular. All I have to do is wiggle my toes under the covers and she will pounce. I have to admit they did cause me quite a bit of amusement over the course of the week. Now eating...that was interesting. :D I'd have my plate or bowl or whatever balanced between my knees and my sternum and next thing I knew, I had a couple of black noses pointed my way, wiggling gently as they sniffed the pleasing aroma's of whatever I happened to be eating. (If I were a gambling gal, I'd bet you a buck they could smell it better than I could!) Then they would start encroaching into my "plate territory". I'd shove off Cuiro--then Runty...then maybe both at the same time...like I said, it got interesting.
Other cat amusements were watching little Runts playing with my sock...a white anklet with black lace on it (a lovely gift from a dear friend--Thanks Mrs. S!! They've gotten some wear! :])...then I lost the hair band out of the end of my braid at some point yesterday and Runty's been goofing around with that. This morning she had it hanging out of her mouth and I nearly laughed out loud because it looked like she had a long, fuzzy, florecent lime green tongue!
Then of course, the two of them get to chasing each other and bouncing of the bed, me, the other furniture, and whatever. I got leaped on unexpectedly the other day. Curio landed right smack dab in the middle of my stomach (aka. right in the soft spot); if she were much heavier I think I would have had all the air knocked out of me!
Of course, they weren't funny the whole time. Curio in particular decided that she like playing with my digital thermometer (the highest my temperture got--that I'm aware--was 100.4) and my bed-side clock--knocking both of them on the floor a couple of times. (The battery falls out every time the clock hits the floor.) Finally, I had enough of it and tucked the thermometer under my pillow and leaned the clock up in bed against the wall.
Curio is in heat again so she's acting a little nuts and when awake she spends a large portion of time making that noise that is someplace inbetween a purr and a meow. It's gets a little annoying after a while, so maybe it's a good thing my ears are stuffed up! :D
I'm on the upside of this cold and I hope to be back to normal in a day or two here...I'm just grateful I can go crawl in bed and stick my nose into a book when I feel as lousy as I have this past week.
I'm not much of a hand at napping, so I haven't napped any, though there have been definite times were I was laying down with my eyes shut. I'd pop back up at some point to lean on my pillows and blow my nose or drink the tea someone brought me or just to put my nose back into my book.
I spent some time playing with the cats...Runty in particular. All I have to do is wiggle my toes under the covers and she will pounce. I have to admit they did cause me quite a bit of amusement over the course of the week. Now eating...that was interesting. :D I'd have my plate or bowl or whatever balanced between my knees and my sternum and next thing I knew, I had a couple of black noses pointed my way, wiggling gently as they sniffed the pleasing aroma's of whatever I happened to be eating. (If I were a gambling gal, I'd bet you a buck they could smell it better than I could!) Then they would start encroaching into my "plate territory". I'd shove off Cuiro--then Runty...then maybe both at the same time...like I said, it got interesting.
Other cat amusements were watching little Runts playing with my sock...a white anklet with black lace on it (a lovely gift from a dear friend--Thanks Mrs. S!! They've gotten some wear! :])...then I lost the hair band out of the end of my braid at some point yesterday and Runty's been goofing around with that. This morning she had it hanging out of her mouth and I nearly laughed out loud because it looked like she had a long, fuzzy, florecent lime green tongue!
Then of course, the two of them get to chasing each other and bouncing of the bed, me, the other furniture, and whatever. I got leaped on unexpectedly the other day. Curio landed right smack dab in the middle of my stomach (aka. right in the soft spot); if she were much heavier I think I would have had all the air knocked out of me!
Of course, they weren't funny the whole time. Curio in particular decided that she like playing with my digital thermometer (the highest my temperture got--that I'm aware--was 100.4) and my bed-side clock--knocking both of them on the floor a couple of times. (The battery falls out every time the clock hits the floor.) Finally, I had enough of it and tucked the thermometer under my pillow and leaned the clock up in bed against the wall.
Curio is in heat again so she's acting a little nuts and when awake she spends a large portion of time making that noise that is someplace inbetween a purr and a meow. It's gets a little annoying after a while, so maybe it's a good thing my ears are stuffed up! :D
I'm on the upside of this cold and I hope to be back to normal in a day or two here...I'm just grateful I can go crawl in bed and stick my nose into a book when I feel as lousy as I have this past week.
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