greetings from auntie camp...

good afternoon, my lovelies, 

as i type this it is currently 95 degrees out with a heat index of 106.  here at auntie camp, we're staying in as much as possible and when we have to go out, we go as early in the morning as possible.  then at dinner, we just hurry down the road as quick as i can get him to go.

he's a pretty slow walker.  i don't think they really take him for walks.  he stops at every sound, every breeze, every twitch of a blade of grass and he has to sniff E V E R Y T H I N G...

ugh...  my beastie boy was not a good walker because he wanted to play with everyone he saw and he was so big i couldn't hold him back very well.  this little buddy showed me the other day (luckily inside the house) that he knows how to sneak out of his harness so i have to be super careful when walking him.  if he gets loose i'd never catch him.

the only things i've done since auntie camp started is keep up with my mfta posts and water the garden, journal and some meditation.  i'm pretty much stuck like this all the time...

hee hee.  last night i literally slept with my back plastered against the wall and him plastered to the front of me.  it's a full-size bed and i had less than 1/3rd of it.  :-)

and of course, if i get up from my chair...

sneaky boy.  he's hard to get to move, too.  i guess he thinks it's his if he's in it.  

anywho... this has been quite the experience and i have learned some valuable lessons from it.  i know now that i am not a pet person anymore.  i don't mind having him for a few days up to a week.  and i don't mind looking after cats (if they are in their home) but i can't have a pet in my house.  between the fur everywhere, the smells (seriously his toots are like death) and the noises and general chaos.  it's just been too long and it's not for me anymore. 

i'm so grateful to have had this experience.  it is so much better than wondering and wondering until i would go and pick up a pet at the rescue to bring home and then be stuck with it or be someone who returns a pet to a rescue.  

that's all from auntie camp today.  he's over on the sofa, napping, and i'm gonna go take my meds and get ready for an online meditation class i want to take at 3.  have a great day.

hope you're able to stay cool

love & kisses & magical wishes...

~*~

ps... here's the link to today's mfta post.

 

time for auntie camp...

how's it goin, my lovelies?

i'm having a weird day to what i predict to be a very weird and unusual week.  this past week i started doing a nightly winddown ritual to try to help me get a better night of sleep and rest.  the reason is for the past month or so, i'll end up wide awake until 1 or 2 (sometimes 4 am) reading or watching crap tv) and then wake up at 5:59am just before my alarm goes off at 6.  it's really taken a toll on me and i need to fing a regular good sleep pattern.

hence, the winddown ritural.  i'll turn off all devices at 9pm, no food or drink except h20 after 8pm. and i get in bed to sleep at 10:30pm. btwn 9 and 10:30, i work on cleaning out files or cleaning up different areas around the house, sorting.  the other night i folded and put away laundry.  no "input" just "output".  which means... i can't read before bed which has been my go-to for my entire life!!  i've noticed in the few days i've followed that routine, i did sleep better and felt the teenseyist, weeniest, tinyest bit better in the mornings.  well, last night, i blew it. i didn't eat dinner until about 3 to 3 1/2 hours after normal (8:15-8:30ish), then got so wrapped up in the book i read on my kindle until 10:30.  then i just went to bed.

this morning i woke feeling like i'd been hit and run over by an armored truck carrying 10 megaton bombs and hauling a half dozen trucks behind it just like that.  and for the next 6 nights i'll be sharing my bed. ugh...

so yeah...not starting great.  i've had some nausea meds and luckily (knocking on wood) have not had the gate to levels 8-10 of migrainelandia open and swallow me whole.  thank the goddesses and gods for that. 

i think i mentioned in my last post that i would have company this coming week?  well...he arrived this morning. 

meet my just turned 1year old nephew

(the nephew napping whilst i type up this post)

we are scheduled to delve into the depths of heat hell here starting tomorrow (yes, i know it gets hotter in other places, but it is all relative to where you live and your life experiences, isn't it?) and the week is to be in the high 90's to 100, with heat indexes to at least 110+. and with humidity so thick the air is like breathing chuncky soup.  my nephew and i will be staying in as much as possible.  we will have to walk twice a day, but for the most part, we'll be chilling right here in the a/c.

it's been so long, i've forgotten what it is like to live with someone else in the house. and i've already found a couple of things i've got to move and put somewhere else or he'll delve into it like crazy.  i'm feeling a lot out of sorts as i can't let anything happen to him. so i'm feeling more stress than i have in 15 years (back when i was working).

i know we'll be fine.  i'm just so unused to keeping my eyes peeled for them, i feel like i need to know where he is and what he's doing every second.  but...

look at those eyes!

those eyes...they remind me of my beastie boy.

my beastie boy - Dylan at Yule 2007

i figure this week, between having the nephew and looking after the kitties (with litter box duty, even though i was told not to worry about the litter boxes) i'll know whether or not i'd be able to handle having a pet again.

this seems to be his favorite location to hang out...

which was also, dylan's favorite place to hang out.  that paw on my arm says, "rub my belly, auntie!" and is so cute!

i suspect i'll spend most of the week just like that last photo.  maybe i can get some good movie watching and maybe some reading time in.  he's not a walker, i've been told.  i was really looking forward to going for walks with him early in the morning, but apparently if you try, you pretty much have to carry him or drag him along. haha.

anyhoo... i suppose that last photo is where i'll be all week.  but i'll get back when i can.

hope you have a great week. if it is super hellaciously hot in your area, do your best to stay cool, keep fighting the good fight, find some good trouble and be safe! 

love & kisses & magical wishes...

~*~ 

ps... here's the link to today MFTA if you're interested...