This morning, we went out to breakfast. After that, we went to the pharmacy to pick up my asthma med I phoned in Friday morning. While picking up the asthma med, I realized I'd left my purse at the restaurant. We didn't get the asthma med though because they hadn't received a call-back (and you didn't call me Friday or Saturday or Sunday or Monday to tell me this, why? And you didn't call the doctor back, why?) So, we leave the pharmacy and go back and pick up the purse. I decide I'll deal with the pharmacy tomorrow morning; give them a little more rope to hang themselves :-)

So, next chore, cat to the vet's. Two tries ago we wanted to get both cat's appointments he same time only one cat didn't cooperate so we called and cancelled. I decided to make an appointment for 2 different days the next time; the first one went off fine, without too much bloodshed (my husband does the fast movement, try to grab cat with leather gloves on and then wonders why the cat doesn't like that?) but the next day, this cat couldn't be found. Fine. Cancel and reschedule. It's been a month so I rescheduled for 3:30 this afternoon and didn't tell the cat this time However, 3:00 comes around and I've located him under the king sized bed where even my poking him with a long instrument can't get him out. So I try food, then laser pointer, nothing doing. Call and cancel the appointment and 2 minutes later he saunters down the stairs. Catch and call to tell "Denise" I was too hasty, I'll see her in a few minutes :-) I convince my poor husband who wants a nap to drive us since it only takes 15 minutes for the appointment, he can take a nap when we get back. We set off.

A mile away I remember I left the chicken cooking on the burner of the stove and trying to tell my husband, he doesn't understand so by the time he does, it's too late to turn back so we take me and the cat to the vet's and drop us off and he comes home, turns off the pot on the range top and comes back for us. When he dropped us off, he came in the "wrong" entrance so I had to walk around the car to get to the sidewalk (in the rain). When he came back, he came in the correct way but stops and doesn't notice we're a ways up the other entrance way, in case he came in that way again. He doesn't see our wild waving (it is pouring rain now) or us walking in the middle of the street directly in front of his view. I'm a largish woman and I have a huge cat carrier with a 14 pound 2 oz. cat in it (so much for worrying about his eating) but he "didn't see" us

But we're home now and everyone's/everything's done (except having to get the meds tomorrow, only the 3rd or 4th time in a row I've had problems) and the chicken is parboiling again before I put it in the barbecue sauce so it can be cooked outdoors on the grill. Wait a minute, it's raining out, no cooking outdoors. So, guess I'll have to broil it. Wait a minute, the smoke detector is in the ceiling of the stairwell where we cannot reach it to turn it off. Hmm, looks like I'll have to see if I can get a husband with a magazine up there to fan it when it goes off.