Dairy Daze...and Now Beyond

This is Chica. We figure Chica must be a bit over a year old now. We added her to our family the day before Thanksgiving last fall, which was about Nov 27th, I believe. We figured she wasn’t quite 8 weeks old so she would have been born in early October.  She wasn’t blessed with a great deal of brains, which is how she was separated from her Mama. Or at least that is my theory   Since she got herself stranded up a tree two different times, I have not let her go outside alone since last winter.  She does go to the cat habitat, as we refer to it.  She likes to go out there in the mornings after her breakfast  I bring her back in about mid day.   She is stretched out on my lap on the sofa at this very moment.  I’m glad she likes to curl up on my lap  I missed that when Matilda died.  Smudge isn’t a lap cat   This is Smudge. Smudge has one interest in life. Eating.  You can’t really tell from these pictures, but Smudgie is about 16 poun...

 This is a grilled cheese sammy I made for Ellen a couple of days ago. It’s on keto bread, so low carb. But it has real cheese on it, which I can no longer indulge in.   Apparently I truly have become histamine intolerant or something. On the way to the Paul McCartney concert my “new” pants I got at a local thrift store set off my histamine alarm bells and my ears buzzed for the next 12+ hours; tinnitus I believe. In the thrift stores they don’t wash donated clothes but spray or steam them with some sort of solution. Even after I’d washed them the smell was super strong. I put a throw over my lap when I realized what was going on, but the damage was done. I’ve washed both pair of jeans twice since we came home and they still smell!  They must have really doused them. Anyway.  The point being. I’ve had to get new pants because I’ve lost about 20 lbs so far. I probably could lose more weight  but my “safe” foods include too many carbs; including oatmeal, rice, pot...

Yesterday we took a long drive to Tulsa to catch a concert from a living legend!  Yes. Paul McCartney!  He is going pretty strong for a guy in his 80s!   We stayed in a motel just a bit on the edge of the city. Then Gary drove us downtown. The traffic wasn’t all that bad. Not half as bad as Portland Oregon, that’s for sure! We had an absolute blast and I don’t regret one minute of it!