Aug 27, 2007
Happy Birthday to me!
Well, no car fairy appeared to me and told me which car would be perfect for me, so I went ahead and got a Honda Civic. I had test driven the Hondas a week ago, and two weeks before that. This time the dealer brought for me to test drive a red Civic with two thin gold stripes running along its sides. I raised an eyebrow. I test drove an Accord after the Civic, then settled on the Civic as having the more comfortable seat for me. It was kind of funny how no matter which car I was in, the dealer made it sound like that one was the best choice for me. After settling on the Civic came the choice of color. The dealer said they had the red one, a beige one, and a white one. White would show dirt too easily. As I went to look at the beige one, another dealer said they had a dark blue one on the other side of the lot. The beige one didn’t thrill me, and blue is my favorite color, so I thought I’d get that one. Gary suggested I go sit in it. The seat didn’t feel as comfortable. Being suspicious, I felt like to get that one I was going to have to test drive it and make sure I could get the seat where I wanted it. I was reluctant to do so, however, being pooped from the test driving I had already done. Gary asked me why I didn’t want the red one. I said because I don't think of myself as a "red" person and, besides, I’d heard that cops keep a special eye out for red cars. He asked me just what it was I was going to be doing in it that would draw the attention of cops. He then said I’d look cute in a red car with stripes. That settled it, I got the red one.
At least I probably won’t forget what color my car is, as I’ve tended to do in the past.
But wouldn’t you know it, within an hour already something needed to be fixed. After buying the car, we went to Kroger, me in the Civic, Gary in the Sienna, and upon coming out I couldn’t get the trunk of the car to pop open (tho it works with the key). Took it back to Honda today because it was too late to do so Saturday, and I had to schedule an appointment for Thursday to have them look at it.
Anyway, anniversary gift solved, it was on to my birthday presents. Gary gave me gift certificates to amazon.com and half.com so I can indulge myself with books. He also got me flowers and said there is something else which he will give me tonight. He tried to put in the doohickey that would enable him to turn on the overhead light in his bedroom while using a key chain remote control (so he can do this himself while in bed in the morning without relying on me) but he ended up doing something so that now his overhead light doesn’t work at all. :-( He called an electrician about a week ago, and the guy said he wouldn’t even be able to call to schedule something with us until this week.
Tigger cost us over $350 last week. I thought he’d been looking too bony lately, so I took him into the vet, and he’d lost 1 ½ lbs. The vet did all sorts of tests, including thyroid, and turned up that Tigger has a raging urinary tract infection. So he’s on antibiotics for three weeks. Thank God for the person who invented pill pockets, as so far Tigger had been gobbling down his pills when they are hidden inside the little salmon pockets. In the past, however, there has come a point where he loses his sense of taste from the antibiotics. Then it will be exciting seeing how Gary and I manage in getting the pills shoved down him – this wasn’t an easy task when Gary was fully able-bodied! It always took the two of us, one holding onto the cat for dear life, the other prying that little cat jaw open (I did the holding). I’m not sure if the UTI accounts for Tigger's loss of weight. If not, maybe it’s time for a change of diet. I’m sure if he got fresh fish and chicken and steak, as he’s indicated he’d like, he’d put the weight right back on.
Speaking of UTIs, Gary hasn’t leaked in three weeks now. He took a more powerful antibiotic – given to him by his Shepherd doctor – to knock out the infection he had, and since then he has been on a daily antibiotic PLUS he decided to use a new catheter each time instead of cleaning out the old one and re-using it for a month. At five catheters per day, this gets expensive, but oh well. While he was in the hospital he never had a UTI and this is what they did then. When people go home, tho, they usually just do the “clean technique,” re-using the catheters, but maybe that isn’t good enough for Gary.
He is teaching a full load – has an undergraduate linear algebra course and a graduate topology class. He says things are going fine. At the student rec center they’ve gotten another new exercise machine in, to replace the cable pulley machine, so he is looking forward to that. Or at least his trainer is. Evidently it has finer gradations of weight than obtainable on the pulley machine.
My computer made me very nervous last week. Monday it simply wouldn’t start up. Gary didn’t think it was on warranty, and it was too bad we didn’t realize we could go online to check that out, because I ended spending $40 for a local computer repair guy to look at it, tell me it was probably the mother board which would probably cost me $300, and then he went online and told me we had gotten the extended warranty and I still had 99 days left on it! So I shipped it off to Dell on Tuesday, and they had it fixed and returned to me by Friday! Seems to be fine, fingers crossed.
Happy Birthday to me!
Well, no car fairy appeared to me and told me which car would be perfect for me, so I went ahead and got a Honda Civic. I had test driven the Hondas a week ago, and two weeks before that. This time the dealer brought for me to test drive a red Civic with two thin gold stripes running along its sides. I raised an eyebrow. I test drove an Accord after the Civic, then settled on the Civic as having the more comfortable seat for me. It was kind of funny how no matter which car I was in, the dealer made it sound like that one was the best choice for me. After settling on the Civic came the choice of color. The dealer said they had the red one, a beige one, and a white one. White would show dirt too easily. As I went to look at the beige one, another dealer said they had a dark blue one on the other side of the lot. The beige one didn’t thrill me, and blue is my favorite color, so I thought I’d get that one. Gary suggested I go sit in it. The seat didn’t feel as comfortable. Being suspicious, I felt like to get that one I was going to have to test drive it and make sure I could get the seat where I wanted it. I was reluctant to do so, however, being pooped from the test driving I had already done. Gary asked me why I didn’t want the red one. I said because I don't think of myself as a "red" person and, besides, I’d heard that cops keep a special eye out for red cars. He asked me just what it was I was going to be doing in it that would draw the attention of cops. He then said I’d look cute in a red car with stripes. That settled it, I got the red one.
At least I probably won’t forget what color my car is, as I’ve tended to do in the past.
But wouldn’t you know it, within an hour already something needed to be fixed. After buying the car, we went to Kroger, me in the Civic, Gary in the Sienna, and upon coming out I couldn’t get the trunk of the car to pop open (tho it works with the key). Took it back to Honda today because it was too late to do so Saturday, and I had to schedule an appointment for Thursday to have them look at it.
Anyway, anniversary gift solved, it was on to my birthday presents. Gary gave me gift certificates to amazon.com and half.com so I can indulge myself with books. He also got me flowers and said there is something else which he will give me tonight. He tried to put in the doohickey that would enable him to turn on the overhead light in his bedroom while using a key chain remote control (so he can do this himself while in bed in the morning without relying on me) but he ended up doing something so that now his overhead light doesn’t work at all. :-( He called an electrician about a week ago, and the guy said he wouldn’t even be able to call to schedule something with us until this week.
Tigger cost us over $350 last week. I thought he’d been looking too bony lately, so I took him into the vet, and he’d lost 1 ½ lbs. The vet did all sorts of tests, including thyroid, and turned up that Tigger has a raging urinary tract infection. So he’s on antibiotics for three weeks. Thank God for the person who invented pill pockets, as so far Tigger had been gobbling down his pills when they are hidden inside the little salmon pockets. In the past, however, there has come a point where he loses his sense of taste from the antibiotics. Then it will be exciting seeing how Gary and I manage in getting the pills shoved down him – this wasn’t an easy task when Gary was fully able-bodied! It always took the two of us, one holding onto the cat for dear life, the other prying that little cat jaw open (I did the holding). I’m not sure if the UTI accounts for Tigger's loss of weight. If not, maybe it’s time for a change of diet. I’m sure if he got fresh fish and chicken and steak, as he’s indicated he’d like, he’d put the weight right back on.
Speaking of UTIs, Gary hasn’t leaked in three weeks now. He took a more powerful antibiotic – given to him by his Shepherd doctor – to knock out the infection he had, and since then he has been on a daily antibiotic PLUS he decided to use a new catheter each time instead of cleaning out the old one and re-using it for a month. At five catheters per day, this gets expensive, but oh well. While he was in the hospital he never had a UTI and this is what they did then. When people go home, tho, they usually just do the “clean technique,” re-using the catheters, but maybe that isn’t good enough for Gary.
He is teaching a full load – has an undergraduate linear algebra course and a graduate topology class. He says things are going fine. At the student rec center they’ve gotten another new exercise machine in, to replace the cable pulley machine, so he is looking forward to that. Or at least his trainer is. Evidently it has finer gradations of weight than obtainable on the pulley machine.
My computer made me very nervous last week. Monday it simply wouldn’t start up. Gary didn’t think it was on warranty, and it was too bad we didn’t realize we could go online to check that out, because I ended spending $40 for a local computer repair guy to look at it, tell me it was probably the mother board which would probably cost me $300, and then he went online and told me we had gotten the extended warranty and I still had 99 days left on it! So I shipped it off to Dell on Tuesday, and they had it fixed and returned to me by Friday! Seems to be fine, fingers crossed.
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