||[Jan. 11th, 2018|09:00 pm]
A frog nocturne is playing again tonight, and seems louder despite the chill in the air. One would think the cold-blooded frogs would be hunkering down when it drips below fifty degrees, but apparently not. Maybe the activity keeps them warm enough. I enjoyed listening to the song for a while, but had to come back indoors when my ears started tingling from the cold. |
It's supposed to get slightly warmer tomorrow, and then quite a bit warmer for the weekend, though still not warm enough to have the windows open. More rain is possible early next week, and I'm hoping it won't interfere with my appointment with the chiropractor. My neck has been increasingly uncomfortable this week. I'd have had an appointment day before yesterday, which would have been four weeks since the previous adjustment, but the doctor was going to be out of town so I had to settle for a five-week hiatus between appointments. Do not like.
As it's getting late in the evening and I've heard nothing about a ride being available, I'm assuming I won't be going to the stores tomorrow. Sunday is likely when it will happen. That gives the nephew a couple more days to cough up the money he owes me. If the money is not forthcoming the shopping will be brief and scanty, and this week I'll probably run out of the items the nephew likes to scrounge from my larder, so the joke will be on him. Well, on me too, of course, but I intend to make sure there's enough cat food. The nephew is not allowed to play jokes on the cats. Fool me, shame on you; fool my cats, I'll put you in the pound.