They are enjoying a different cat soup for now. We are out of the donated wet cat food. What’s left is for the indoor cats, and we are running low on that, too, sunce we didn’tdo a Costco trip yet. We had a freezer burned whole fish in the freezer – the packaging got torn. I ground it up, bones, skin and all, then boiled the grinding in a small amount of water. It got me 6 little Tupperware containers, about the size of our usual cans of cat food. That’s what we are now using to make cat soup, and the outside cats love it!
I counted 14 this morning. A bit higher than usual. I found ice on the water bowl in the isolation shelter, so I plugged in the extension cord. I did the cat feeding in the evening, too, and remembered to turn the heat lamp on for the night. It’s warm enough that we can shut it off during the day.
I spent a fair part of the day working on a hat and scarf set in bulky yarn. The hat is done, and I’m more than half way on the scarf. I will finish it after I’m done writing this.
My younger daughter was able to bring Butterscotch into the living room with me, so she is not harassed by other cats for a while. She is such a bundle of anxiety, and my not sleeping the my bedroom has stressed her out. She wanted back into the living room so much, she actually left my bedroom last night and greeted my older daughter in the hallway before it got too much for her and she ran back into my bedroom.
She was so excited to be back in the living room with me today! I had to stop working to give her some love, so she would stop trying to climb me. Eventually, she settled for a while, and I could finish the hat I was working on and start the scarf. As I write this, she is loafed behind my head above the couch.
At one point, she got very restless and I tried getting her near a litter box. Unfortunately, even though I tried distracting the other cats with kibble, some chose stalking her over food. She didn’t try running back to the bedroom. She ran for the living room! I opened the wire mesh door that keeps the cats out, and she bolted in.
I ended up bringing her personal food and water bowl in. Then found a spot for a litter box for her that I hope works out. It seems she will be spending the night with me! A few times, she has gone to the door, only to run off in a panic because another cat walked up to it to look in.
Tomorrow is supposed to be quite a bit warmer during the day, so I hope to at least give the haskaps a deep watering. Then see what else I can work on, within my restrictions. The day after, I think we will be doing a trip to the nearer Walmart. I’m not sure we will manage a Costco trip this month.
Ah… my daughter just let us know supper is ready.
I wonder how Butterscotch will be when I bring my supper in. We have smoked pork chops tonight, and they smell amazing!
Today’s high was just a bit above zero, so it was pretty much a completely indoor day. I spent most of it working on a crochet experiment that, in the end, I was quite happy with, even though I had to modify my plans because I was running out of the yarn I was using.
I did get outside at least a little bit, though, to get a meter reading. As I went to the pole in the outer yard, I spotted a cat toy from the isolation shelter I’d forgotten about. I’d washed it with the others on the sidewalk, but never noticed it was missing. It’s a round pink ball that lights up when it bounces. I grabbed it and tossed it back into the inner yard and Midnight, who had been following me, ran after it like a puppy playing fetch! He was quite hilarious.
I got my reading and started back to the house when I saw it in the grass and decided to toss it towards the sun room door and kibble house set up. As soon as I threw it, there was an absolute stampede of 5 cats, thundering after it! I don’t even know where they all came from. They just exploded after it! It was so funny!
On another note, I heard from my brother and SIL today. They were on their way to my mother’s with a new wheelchair for her. She has the one that was my late father’s and she wanted a new one. My brother had talked to her about what she wanted and ordered one from Amazon, and they wanted to get it to her as quickly as possible.
She hated it.
My brother, thoughtfully, took video of her trying it out and was able to send it to me after they got home – with the new wheelchair that they’ll be returning. On seeing the video, I understand why she wasn’t happy. She couldn’t use the armrests at all! It’s made for a smaller person. My mother is pretty tiny, but overweight, and it just wasn’t right for her. She needs a bariatric wheelchair. Not because of her the number on the scale – as I said, she is tiny, so “overweight” for her is still below the weight limits of non-bariatric chairs – but for the dimensions.
Then, in the video, she started talking about her current wheelchair. My late father’s wheelchair.
She is absolutely convinced it’s not the same chair. Someone “traded” it (something she accused my father of doing for as long as I can remember). She thinks someone took the chair at one of the TCUs she was in before finally getting to the nursing home and replaced it with an inferior one.
That chair had been stored here for some time. I brought it to my mother. Before I did, I cleaned it, oiled the moving parts and conditioned the vinyl. One of the foot rests had been stuck and I had to fight with it, and some WD40, to get it moving again. I recognize that chair very well. It has not been changed.
I now regret removing my late father’s name tag that had his picture on it, that the nursing home put on it while he was there.
I ended up sending a link to my brother for a bariatric chair in a style that would suit my mother better – and suggested getting anything but black (which would be hard to find), so the chances she’d believe someone switched chairs on her would be almost nil. We’ll see how it works out. He’ll have to return the chair and get his money back, and I don’t know if he’ll be able to order a bariatric one before then. Those things are not cheap!
On another note, I was rather taken aback by my mother’s appearance. Her face was quite grey, and she has dark circles around her eyes.
As I was writing this, I checked the sun room critter cam and noticed both a skunk and a raccoon in the sun room. I headed out to chase them away, and found not one, but two giant, fluffy raccoons (they have their winter fur and look massive, this time of year). As I chased them out, I noticed a cat bed had fallen off a shelf and went to put it back. Gouda and Fluffy had been snuggling in another cat bed and came out for pets. I got to give Fluffy some thorough pets.
It wasn’t fluffy. It was the one the girls call Lady Grey. She looks like Fluffy, but has a white chest. She had always been one of the more feral cats, but the girls have been working on her. She kept looking like she wanted to run away, but still let me pet her! That is just huge!
Now, we’re not 100% sure she is a she, with all that long fur hiding things, but the girls are convinced she’s female. If she is now allowing pets, even when it’s not feeding time, we should be able to finally get her spayed!
Or neutered, if Lady Grey turns out to be Lord Grey.
Anyhow…
That’s how today went. Rather quiet. We’re supposed to get a fair bit warmer over the next few days, so I hope to get more stuff down outside.
I know I’ve said this quite a few times already, but I am so appreciating this mild weather we are having this year. It’s allowing us to slowly get things done out there, as we are physically able to.
Next year, I suspect, is going to be a lot more productive in comparison!
It was another lovely day, and I was feeling well enough to finish winterizing the cat isolation shelter.
They are so happy!
My brother had been able to do a bit of leveling of the patio blocks, but they some of them are still a bit off. I had to put something under one of the front wheels of the shelter to keep it from wobbling. The weather blocking box also needed something put under the front legs, with one needing twice as much as the other.
One of the things I would normally want to do is put rigid insulation under the roof for the winter again. Unfortunately, the cats REALLY love that insulation. They love to scratch it, more than they like to scratch the hemp rope scratching board that serves as a ramp between the levels. Before cleaning up, I had pieces of insulation I’d been cutting from nearby, including a fairly large piece. The cats were all over it – and trying to burrow under it, too!
So while I’d love to put insulation under the roof to create a ceiling, nothing lasts the winter. It gets destroyed.
We need to figure something else out, because it really does make a difference to have an insulated ceiling. Thankfully, it’s still warm enough to not be an issue yet.
Other than that, it was a mostly quite day. My daughter and I did run into town this evening for a quick little grocery run. When we got to town, we found gas prices as dropped to $1.599 at two stations, and the Shell station I normally go to was $1.539
I filled the tank. With my CAA card discount, I paid the equivalent of $1.509
It was full dark before we even finished shopping. It’s been a long time since my daughter has driven at night. She had forgotten how much she enjoyed it. Except for oncoming vehicles forgetting to turn off their brights.😕
I’m feeling really good about getting at least one major thing finished today!
While the temperatures today are cooler than yesterday, the rain has stopped and the sun has come out, so I was very happy to finally get outside!
While there is a lot to do all over, I am wanting to prioritize getting things winterized for the cats as much as possible. Today, that meant working on the isolation shelter.
Yes, I moved it by the house.
Yes, I moved it by myself.
Very slowly. Very carefully. Even with the rain, the ground was not too soft, and none of the wheel sank too much. Once I got to the sidewalk and could keep at least 2 wheels on the concrete blocks, it went a lot faster and smoother.
I had been working on it for a while when my daughter came out, having remembered we needed to pick up a package at the post office. We headed out together and it’s a good thing she interrupted me. After sitting in the truck for a while, my body started letting me know that I really needed to stop for the day, before I pushed things too far. So when we got back, I went over what I’d done so far with her, and what I was working on when I stopped, so she could take over for me, if she got to it before I did.
After cleaning up and putting things away, I decided to take a short video, instead of photos.
Before moving it, I took out the sliding windows, emptied it and cleaned out the bottom as best I could. The litter box had been tipped on its side, long enough ago that all the sawdust from the litter pellets was dry. I have a car bush/squeegee/scraper combo with a telescoping handle and a brush the rotates 90° that works really well for that. The scraper end broke long ago, but the brush/squeegee end has been so very handy when it comes to cleaning the and isolation shelter and the catio roof. I was able to brush most of the sawdust through the mesh floor. If it were spring or summer, I would have hosed it down, too, but I wasn’t going to do that this time of year.
When my older daughter and I removed the plastic (vinyl dining table covers, actually) from around the bottom earlier in the year, I made sure to label all the wood lath pieces with where they came from, and kept their screws in the wood, so I could put them back in the same places without making new holes in the wood frame. The vinyl is two pieces that overlap at the back. Their bottoms were pretty damaged from last winter. One of them was a lot more damaged at one end at the back than the other. While against the house last winter, there was enough space behind it that the cats can fit on top of some things I had stored behind it, and they sometimes slipped, clawing the plastic in the process. With that one, I folded the most damaged part in on itself. The vinyl table protectors are folded in half already, so the overlapping part in the back now has 6 layers in the middle, instead of four.
While we tried to store the vinyl as smoothly as possible, it was still pretty wrinkled, which made securing it with the wood a bit more challenging. On one end, the bottom was torn up enough that I had to use my clear repair tape before I could secure it with the wood lath.
I’d also had a length of wood lath at the back of the roof, joining the roof supports. It had been nailed in place and kept popping off, so I finally tucked it under the roof panels. Today, I put it back with tiny screws, instead of nails. This is to keep the roof supports from wobbling unevenly when it’s lifted. It’s not an issue at the front, where the hinge is. Two more supports were added under the roof panel to stop some sagging. I’ll need to bring the little step ladder out, and then I’ll add some more screws to secure the panels directly to the added supports in the middle, where I can’t otherwise reach.
One of the things I made sure to do was put rigid insulation on the walls of the upper level. The piece that was in the side over the hammock, however, was rather loose and kept falling down into the hammock, or even down to the lover level, before finally breaking. Cats in the hammock would use it as a scratching post, too, and kept pulling it loose. That panel is nothing but wood lath, with some pieces bowing a bit. Wind can get through it quite easily, so I wanted to put new insulation in there. This time, I used my measuring tape calipers to figure out the dimensions properly. When I’d added the insulation before, the front window hadn’t been put on yet, so it was easy to access. I basically just held the insulation to the space and cut it mostly by eye. Which would have worked fine, if there was no wind or cats to make it fall out. I had just finished cutting the piece to fit around the corner brace and the small piece of wood that’s screwed into the inside corner at the top. I had tried to fit in in place, and it is just the tiniest bit too wide. I could force it in place and it would hold very well, but I want to cut a second, matching piece, first, to make a double layer of insulation. The inside one, right up against the wood, can be trimmed to fit without being forced, and I am thinking the outside one can be left without trimming, and be tight enough to not be pulled out by the cats too easily – and if they do, there will be a second layer beneath it.
Not today, though. I’m glad my daughter came out when she did and distracted me. Otherwise, I would have kept going for quite a while and potentially injured myself before realizing it.
Speaking of injuries, once I’ve had my follow up appointment, and our doctor is at her new location, I need to get that left shoulder checked. It is starting to be a problem. The arm is strong, but range of motion is increasingly limited.
All in good time.
I’m just really happy with how much I was able to do today, while the weather is so lovely right now!
Today was overcast and rainy all day, as predicted.
Which meant I was feeling sleepy all day.
This is on top of already getting tired quickly and sleeping a lot more than usual since the surgery. A double whammy of sleepy. I didn’t even make it outside to do any cat feeding, or even doing my usual walkabout.
I did get a couple of things done. We had taken one of the turkeys out of the freezer and my older daughter roasted it last night, for us to enjoy today. She set aside the neck and bag of innards for me. Last night, when I found myself awake and ended up writing a blog post, I stayed up until past 6am. Before going back to bed, I got out the meat grinder my younger daughter and I had picked up at the second hand store earlier this summer and used it to grind the set aside turkey bits. It came out to quite a decent amount, which I packed up in a take out container and set in the old kitchen (which is uninsulated and currently refrigerator cold, even in this mild fall) for my daughters to use to make cat soup with. That seemed to work out rather well.
No one has succeeded in getting close to Sweetie to treat that horrible ear of hers. It’s probably the worst case of ear mites I’ve seen – or the worst damage from scratching. Yet none of us can get close to her, even while she is eating. We used to be able to pet her! Sending her to the rescue for spay and trying to adopt her out has really set her back. It’s been months, and still no progress.
I didn’t even get any crochet done today. Instead, I’ve been trying to catch up on my desktop. I haven’t been keeping up on visiting my blogs as regularly. I don’t do it on my phone, as I find it so much harder to read anything on there, never mind constant issue with tapping on a screen. I haven’t been keeping up on my emails, either, which is mostly newsletters and subscribed stuff, including bloggers I now follow on Substack. Personal communications are more often through text or Messenger, not email, these days. It’s remarkable, how quickly those emails build up. I won’t be able to catch up on them all today, that’s for sure.
Tomorrow is supposed to be chillier, but we should be getting some sunshine. I look forward to getting outside, even if it’s just for a little while!
I got a call from my mother today. I have to say, her calls have been wildly difference since I got my cancer diagnosis and surgery. She actually sounds cheerful. When I ask how she’s doing, she just says “the usual” in referring to her long list of maladies she likes to blame on some food or other, or on the staff for trying to kill her by giving the wrong meds, but doesn’t actually talk about them with me anymore. She saves that for my brother and sometimes my sister.
She has been refusing to dress for the day, staying in one of three long, thick nightgowns she has. She has suddenly decided that she needs more of them, but my sister has not been able to find any that my mother will like. She tried going at my brother about getting her clothes, because she has soooo much money (she doesn’t), and she’s entitled to new things. My brother, meanwhile, knows nothing about her clothing. That’s my sister’s specialty. She knows my mother’s measurements and will usually tailor store purchases to fit my mother. So when she started telling me about talking to my brother about clothes, I told her he’s not the one to talk to about that! That’s when she mentioned that my sister had said she would buy fabric and sew something for her. My sister used to sew all her own clothes, for many years, including clothing of her own design, so she is definitely the right person for that. In hearing some of what my mother was saying she needed, I told her that there are places that specialize in clothes for people with mobility issues. I’m sure there’s one such place in the city where the nearest Walmart is. My sister works at that Walmart, as lives just a 15 minute or so drive away. My mother liked that idea and I promised to pass the message on to my sister.
My mother has been at the personal care home for 5 months now, and has been basically living in those thick nightgowns the whole time. From how she was talking to me, I get the impression that she is seeing how other people living there are always dressed so nicely, and she would like to do that, too. If that’s what it takes for her to stop insisting on not dressing for the day, I’m good with that!
Hopefully, my sister will find – or can sew – things that my mother will like. She is very hard to please, but also doesn’t give much information about what she actually wants!!
It’s coming up on time for me to take my evening med and supplements.
I don’t think I’m going to finish going through the tabs of things I’m trying to catch up on tonight. I might just grab some supper to go with my meds, then go to bed!
I can’t remember the last time I went to bed before midnight so often – and actually slept! Even with waking during the night, I’ve been sleeping for about 10-12 hours a day.
I was feeling good when I headed out to do the evening cat feeding, so of course, I stayed out longer.
As I was feeding the cats, Colby actually wanted attention. So much so that I got him, and was finally able to dose his ear. Just one. The one with the wound behind it from being scratched so much. Not ideal, but better than nothing! The medication says to dose once ever 24 hours, so hopefully we’ll get it done tomorrow again, before we head out to my brother’s for the night.
Depending on what weather app I check, we’re looking at going below freezing tonight. Cold enough that the frost cloth over the self seeded tomatoes won’t be enough to protect them anymore.
So I harvested them, to let them finish ripening indoors, leaving the tomatoes on their vines.
The vines themselves were remarkably strong and healthy, so I chopped them up quite a bit before dropping them on the bed for now. Some of them were even still blooming! The frost cover alone is not enough to explain how well they were doing. This section of the bed seems to be very well sheltered from the cold. Something to keep in mind, when deciding what to plant there next year.
I have been very curious about the nearby chicory. They never did bloom, and I could see no sign of flower stalks anywhere. Where there any roots? I decided to dig one up to find out. I used the handle-less garden for to do it.
It took a lot of wrestling and loosening of soil all around a single plant before I could finally pull it up.
All of the tips seem to have torn off in the soil as I pulled it, even with all the loosening of soil I’d done first.
I need to look up how to process it so we can try it as a drink. I only harvested the one for now.
Okay, this is what I’ve found. After a thorough cleaning, they get cut into uniform pieces and completely dehydrated. Then they are roasted. After roasting, they can be processed into powder or granules for use. One site I found, though, skips the dehydration and the roots are just roasted at low temperatures until crispy.
Looking at photos, it seems they can have very different root shapes. I’m guessing different varieties? Most images show them looking a lot like parsnips; a single large root. Fewer images show them with multiple thin roots like ours has.
After rinsing it off with the hose, I broke off the greens and set them in the compost ring. The greens are supposed to be edible – at least while young – but we have no interest in them that way.
Since I was by the compost ring anyhow, I decided to clear the tomato plants from the bed next to it. I didn’t dig them up, but cut their stems at the bases, and tossed them all onto the compost ring. The next step will be to get all the protective collars out and give them a cleaning for the winter, then pull up all the elms that have been trying to grow in there.
I really, really want to get rid of those Chinese elm, and their billions of seeds.
I was just finishing up when my older daughter came out, looking for me. She had been quite worried about me, given my condition earlier in the day. The pain has gone away completely, and I was feeling like it was never there. I still made sure not to act like I normally would, though, because I can be really stupid that way and easily end up causing more problems for myself!
In talking about what I was doing, I mentioned the tomatoes and chicory, which my daughter had noticed before seeing where I was. As we went back to the old kitchen garden, I started talking about the HUGE beet greens in one of the beds, and how curious I was to see what they were. With some of the – much smaller – beets, we could see some of the roots, and they did not look very large. These, however, had no visible roots.
We were both curious enough to dig up the largest beet plants, and boy did we get a surprise!
Would you look at these giants! (and the three largest red beets, too) I kept my food in the picture for perspective.
These beets are from a package of mixed varieties, with nothing to say what those varieties are. So I have no clue, but these white beets look like sugar beets! We’ve never grown sugar beets before, and only ever seen photos.
What’s curious is how they have all spiraled like that. Even the little one.
From what we can see of what’s still in the bed, there are no other larger red beets, and maybe one more white beet like these.
My daughter helped me with rinsing them off and bringing them inside. The beets went into the kitchen to use right away, while the tomatoes went into the cat free zone. We’ve suddenly had issues with fruit flies and, unfortunately, hat to throw away a lot of the ripening tomatoes. Of the ones that didn’t end up in the compost, they got set in the bin with the newly harvested tomatoes, with paper towel below, and a lid.
Some of the chocolate stripe tomatoes, and the California Wonder bell peppers, however, were quite ready.
Those got put into produce bags and brought to the kitchen for the family to enjoy. I can’t eat tomatoes or peppers, so I’ll have to rely on them for feedback. I’ve already been told that the California Wonder bell peppers are worth growing again. We’ll see if it’s the same for the Chocolate Stripe tomatoes. They are awfully pretty.
So here we have a lovely surprise harvest.
It’s remarkable that I had tomatoes still on the vine in the middle of October!
One more day after today, and then I’m in for surgery.
It was not a good day today.
Oddly, for the past couple of days, I have been feeling not just frequently hungry, but famished. I don’t have much appetite, but I make myself eat adequate portions yet, only a couple of hours later, I’m famished again. This morning, I woke feeling so hungry, I felt like I would pass out if I didn’t get some food in me.
I did manage to get the outside cat feeding done first. I later found out my daughters were having a difficult time, too.
I got a head count of 14 this morning, as they enjoyed their cat soup. From the state of the sun room, it looks like raccoons were digging around and moving things that cats just don’t have the bulk to move themselves.
The cats definitely are more comfortable with my cat whisperer daughter than with me. Even my older daughter has been able to walk up to and pet the Shrine Lady. You can see her in the second image, eating cat soup outside. She had been in the sun room but ran out with my moving around, even though I had made no effort to approach her. Meanwhile, my daughters have even managed to pet the remaining calico. I saw her this morning. She ate from the tray under the water bowl house and won’t let me anywhere near her. I ended up not topping up the water bowls because I didn’t want to scare them away by dragging the hose around.
I then made myself a large, high protein breakfast, as per my instructions in the homework I got from the cancer clinic. I had to make myself finish it. That whole “being hungry but having no appetite” thing is unpleasant, to say the least. Unfortunately, my pain levels kept getting worse, to the point I had difficult standing up straight and had to walk… in an… interesting posture, shall we say… to reduce strain on the pertinent areas. My daughter had to do the driving and most of the dashing around today.
Which she was having trouble with, too.
I’d considered leaving a bit later, closer to when the post office closed, as I thought a package might be in. I wanted to give the postal clerk time to process things. I checked tracking and found the expected delivery date had changed from tomorrow to Oct. 21, which is the same date as a second package. The depots the packages were in were also in different provinces. There was no way they’d be in this week at all.
So, we headed out about an hour earlier than I originally planned, but still stopped at the post office to get our regular mail. My daughter had to go in to get the mail while I stayed in the truck. It was good that we stopped, because my daughters got what looked like Government of Canada envelopes, and I got my annual notice about our vehicle renewal registration.
My daughter also came back with the package I had thought might come in today, but was suddenly listed as coming in on Oct. 21. So very strange.
As for my letter about our vehicle registration, it also included my driver’s license renewal reminder for next month. I have “safe driving” discounts, so the $55 for the license had a $15 discount. There was, however, another $20 driver’s license fee added on, so the total is $60. One fee goes to the province for issuing the license. I believe the other goes to the insurance company for processing it.
The monthly payments for the insurance on the truck, meanwhile, have gone down again. I have enough merit points on my license that it’s been going down every year. Not by much, but every little bit helps.
Our next stop was in town at the hardware store. My daughter went in with my cards to ask if they had any Roof Melt and pick up a bucket, if they had any in stock. It turned out that it was too early. They’ll be getting some later. I should remember to call them and ask them to set one aside for me and let me know when the inventory has arrived, so we can come in and get it right away.
From there, we finally made it to the pharmacy, and I had to go in for that one. I had to let my daughter take the walker out for me and get it set up before I could even get out of the truck. I felt a bit guilty about about that, as it was clearly painful for her to get it out of the truck for me. She was caning it the whole time herself, and looked like she could have used a walker of her own!
My daughter had her own prescription to refill, but they couldn’t do it today. Tomorrow is their delivery day and it will be ready for then. Which means she will have it before we leave to spend the night at my brother’s.
Then I talked to them about my husband’s refills, and they weren’t able to fill those today, either. They needed to fax his doctor for more refills on one of them. So I made arrangements for those to be delivered tomorrow as well. The pharmacist that helped me looked them up from last time to see the cost, and they weren’t covered, it seems, by either his private nor the province’s prescription insurance. Either that or his 75% coverage still left him with almost $150 to pay.
Then I asked to get a refill on my T3s, but also asked if I had any other painkiller prescriptions on my file. I knew the tramacet wouldn’t be there, as it was only for 14 days, but I couldn’t remember if I still had tramadol available.
I did not.
That’s okay. I just had to wait about 20 minutes to get my 3 month’s worth of T3s. That was less than $45 for the 3 months, after insurance covering 75%.
During this whole time, I was heavily relying on my walker, even as something to lean against while sitting on one of their very comfortable waiting area chairs.
We had one more stop before going home, this time at the grocery store. My husband needed distilled water, which happened to be on sale, so it worked out to be less than what it would have cost at Walmart, for his four 4L jugs. He requested some “healthy crunchies”, which is never easy to find. He was happy with what I managed to find, though. Since I’m supposed to be low carb/high protein, I found some snack meats for both of us – also on sale, which was nice. Since we’re all going to be having much to deal with over the next while, I ended up getting boxed cereal for all of us – all on sale – even though I won’t actually be able to eat any of it for a while. My daughter remembered that we had not picked up pasta at Costco, and some brands were on sale, so we got a few packages. It was a good sale, so there wasn’t much choice left on the shelf. There was a really good sale on a brand of pasta sauce, too, but those shelves were completely empty! Even with all the discounts, it still came out to just over $100, but it came out of my husband’s budget, not our regular grocery budget, which was nice.
Thankfully, by the time we were done there, I was finally starting to feel a bit better and the pain was slowly starting to pass. Which is good, because my daughter was in so much pain that she was trying – and failing – to hide, I could get the walker into the truck myself. Normally, with heavier stuff like the water bottles to bring in, we would have backed up to the house to unload, but my daughter said she wasn’t up to getting back into the cab again to park in the garage, and she didn’t want me driving, so she parked straight into the garage. Thankfully, I have this convenient walker and I used that to carry the heaviest bag with the water bottles, along with another bag, to the house with it.
I did stop along the way to check out the sunflowers.
The Mammoth sunflowers are still blooming, and are pretty much the only thing left for the pollinators (the alpine strawberries are also still blooming). Today is a bit warmer, but it’s still cool enough that the pollinators weren’t moving very much!
The plan had been to take advantage of today’s warmer weather to get things done outside, but that’s not working out. Both my daughters are having issues preventing them from physically doing the stuff today. As for myself, while the pain has finally passed by the time I started writing this, if I try to do any of this stuff myself, it would be back again in a very short time; probably worse. I’ll be heading out to do the outside cat feeding soon and will at least walk around the yard to get some fresh air and sunshine, but that’s pretty much my limit right now.
One more day.
One more day of this, then it’s surgery day! I am so looking forward to it! If all goes to plan, I’ll have my 6 week recovery period, and then I’m going to once again be the most able bodied person in the household again. 😄 By then it will be December, though. Anything we don’t manage to get done in the garden by then will have to wait until spring, unless we have a ludicrously mild winter. Which is possible. We’ve had them before. I recall seeing a local photo, taken in the early 1880’s, of farmers plowing their fields – on Christmas Eve!
A thought occurred to me, though. My daughters both have appointments in the city on November 3 and 4. My older daughter’s appointment is at the Women’s hospital. The original plan had been that I would drop them off, then leave the downtown area and hang out at a shopping area, with free parking, until they messaged me to come get them.
I will still be restricted from driving at that point. Which means we could park where I did last time and I would keep adding $2 to the machine ever half hour until they are done. Or my daughter would have to drive around the maze of streets to find a parking spot and we all walk over, which I would be very limited in doing. Or we would drop off my oldest daughter and my younger daughter would drive us to a shopping area with free parking and stay with me. The hospital has free wifi, so my older daughter, who has a phone but no plan and doesn’t want one, could message us to come back for her.
For her sister’s appointment, the creepy clinic does at least have a whole 3 free parking spots available, just behind the building.
It’s frustrating that we haven’t been able to get my younger daughter her full license by now, and she has to have someone with a full license beside her when she drives. We can’t use our truck for her road test, with the various dashboard lights on. We know what they are on for, but the tester can’t accept that. She has to get 2 hours with a driving instructor before she can do a road test, and we’ve heard of places where they do the 2 hours and then the road test is booked for right after, using the driving school’s vehicle, but there is no one local that does that.
Her sister, meanwhile, can’t even take the written test until she gets her new glasses prescription and finally gets new glasses, and a road test isn’t going to happen until after she has her own surgery. Whenever that will be. Same surgery as what I’m getting in a couple of days, but they’re talking about a 6 month wait, still. Somehow, she’s not considered as urgent as me, even though it nearly killed her.
Bizarre.
But I digress.
Time to go outside and feed some kitties for the evening.
It was a chilly, rainy day today, but I’m good with that. We could be having a snow storm, as we’ve had in the past since moving here!
Happy Thanksgiving to my Canadian readers, and Happy Columbus Day to my readers from the US!
My older daughter ended up doing all of the meal today, starting with a well seasoned pork roast, done low and slow. After that had been in the oven for a couple of hours, she seasoned carrots and parsnips that her sister and I harvested yesterday, and set them into the oven to roast near the meat for the last hour. Once that was pretty much done, she cooked the pasta her sister chose yesterday. She ended up combining a package of ravioli and a package of tortellini together. I hadn’t even noticed that her sister had picked a tortellini. 😄 Then we had the lemon curd pie for desert. It was all very delicious.
My contribution was doing dishes, when I was able to. I didn’t sleep last night. Initially, it was because pain levels started increasing just as I was getting ready for bed. That kept getting worse before finally fading away after several hours. By the time it did, I just couldn’t sleep. It didn’t help that I kept hearing cats doing things they shouldn’t, when they weren’t suddenly all over me any time I tried to roll over, suddenly wanting all of the attention while somehow managing to step on various sensitive spots in the process!
Since I was awake anyhow, I got up to do the morning cat feeding, thinking I might be able to fall asleep after getting some fresh air and exercise.
Fresh air and exercise didn’t happen. It was raining too much.
I did, however, count either 14 or 15 cats this morning.
In the tray on the right is, I think, Mochrie, sharing the tray with Midnight and Sweetie. In the top metal tray is Gouda, Fluffy, Fancy Pants and a short haired tabby that I think the girls have named, but I can’t remember.
In the bottom tray is Colby – and no, we have not been able to get him to treat his ears- next to Lady Grey, Stinky? Or Colin. Then there is the Shrine Lady, who was incredibly nervous around me. I did get to touch her, but she was not happy about it.
At outside feeding stations, Pinky was at her favorite bowl in the isolation shelter. I spotted Sprout (who I still think is actually Sprig, but she doesn’t stay still long enough for me to be sure). There was also another white and grey – when I don’t get to see them long enough, or they move around so much, I can’t tell which is Stinky, Colin or Mochrie, even though they do actually look quite different from each other. I may have seen another grey tabby that was probably Bobert. That’s when I counted 15, but when I tried counting again, I kept getting only 14.
I did try to go back to bed after doing the morning cat feeding, but it just did not happen. Mostly because of cats. My daughter came in one time and counted 5 on me at the same time. Including Butterscotch leaning most of her body onto my face. I admit, I’m a sucker for Butterscotch, since she it one of the two remaining cats my late father cared for, and it took so long to finally get her to accept the indoor life.
I ended up doing the evening outside cat feeding, too. The rain was much less, so I stayed out to do a few things, like bring some stuff under the canopy tent back into the cat side of the sun room. I still haven’t figure out the best way to set up the heat lamps. In the past, I had an old closet door set across the room, over the food trays, and could attach the clamp lamps to that. That was when I had two matching shelves on opposite sides of the room. With the wire cube shelf set up the way it is now, none of the heights match. I might try using one of the saw horses, but I’d have to secure them to something so the cats don’t accidentally knock it over. I want the lamps set up in the space over where the food trays are, while also not being in the way of putting food into the trays. The heat shields on the lamps get quite hot and I’ve burned the sleeve of my winter coat on them a few times, while reaching to drop some kibble onto a tray.
I also remembered we hadn’t put away all of the garden tools, and they were being rained on, so I took care of that. My younger daughter plans to clean and oil them for the winter, later on.
Once of the things I did before heading to bed last night was go over the package I got from the cancer clinic. There were some things that didn’t match what I was told in person. Turns out that, in my case, I should NOT be eating high carb meals before I start fasting. I should be low carb. When it comes to fluids during the fast, I was told plain coffee, tea, water and apple juice. The package says I can also have clear broth and cranberry juice.
I’m also supposed to bring a couple of packages of gum. It says to chew a stick of gum for 5 minutes, before or after a meal, three times a day. It’s supposed to prevent gas.
My physical restrictions after the surgery include no driving for about 2-4 weeks. No using power tools or machinery. No lifting anything heavier than 10 pounds.
That’s going to drive me nuts!
I am, however, supposed to walk every day and, when I eat, I am to eat while sitting up in a chair, even if eating only a small amount. No breakfast in bed for me! 😄
So I’ve been sort of trying to do as much as possible now, before the restrictions kick in. That will include a trip to Costco tomorrow. Finally. The day after is supposed to be warmer with no rain, so it will be a good time to finally clean the other half of the sun room. Plus, we need to get the garlic in, and we don’t even have a bed ready for that yet. Something my younger daughter is planning to do for me, if we can manage a good weather day and be home at the same time!
While the rain may not be particularly pleasant, I am thankful for it. The haskaps will do better for it, and it’s much preferable to snow!
All in all, I’d say it’s been a very good Thanksgiving Day.
Today, I had hoped to do our second stock up shopping trip.
So much for that.
I woke up with my cold feeling worse. Still not as bad as my daughters have been feeling, but definitely not up to a trip to the city and a stock up shop. Which is getting to be a problem. It doesn’t help that I simply don’t want to go at all in the first place. I don’t want to make the drive. I don’t trust the truck. I don’t want to do the shopping – and certainly not a Costco shop in Thanksgiving weekend!
It turned out to be a very lovely day today. We hit 21C/70F today and, as I write this past 5pm, we are still at 19C/66F. Things are supposed to get quite a bit cooler over the next three days, with overnight lows just barely above freezing.
I did manage to finally get outside in the afternoon and worked on the sun room. I wasn’t physically up to moving things to work on the garden storage side of the room, but I could start setting the cat side up. With temperatures dropping, I want to be able to set up the heat lamps, soon.
It isn’t finished, but this is how far I got, after bringing some trays back at the evening feeding time.
I did not put the big cube cat cage back together again, instead setting the wire frames to make a wall of cubes to put bedding in. I used up all my little dollar store zip ties to secure corners, as the wire walls can pop out of the connectors quite easiliy. We’ve still got scraps of rigid insulation cut to fit the floors of a few cubes, and those got beds and blankets set on them. The insulation is to act as a floor more than anything else. Otherwise, the cats’ feet will fall through the openings, taking the cat beds with them. The smaller cat bed is on the floor, so it doesn’t need the extra insulation layer. The old windshield shade was set on top to act both as a floor that cats can walk on, and a sort of self-warming mat to sit on. Over time, we’ll probably be adding cardboard onto the other cubes to make solid floors in them the cats can walk on.
Other shelves were brought back and a few more cat beds laid out. I had some cardboard pieces that had been on top of the cat cage that won’t be used for that anymore, so I set them on the concrete before putting the larger kibble trays on top.
In the photo, on the left, you can see Colby, the orange and white cat. He’s had scabbing on his neck for a while, but today I realized he has a huge bloody wound and it looks like skin is missing. You can sort of see it in the photo. He seems to have an insanely bad case of ear mites in that ear. I do have some medication for it, from long enough ago that it’s expired. It needs to be injected directly into the ear canal, which is quite difficult to do with outside cats, and is why we still have it. Looking at the instructions, it says it needs to be used in both ears every 24 hours until the bottle is empty, though the bottle is enough for two cats. Being expired, it won’t work as well, but it’s all we have and and we need to at least do something. Getting Colby to allow us to do it, though, is going to be a two person job. Since it needs to be done every 24 hours, it would need to be done with the morning feeding, which is more consistent than the evening feedings when it comes to time.
Next, I need to figure out how to set up the clamp lamps safely. One can be attached to the cube shelf again. We had the second one attached to the mini greenhouse frame near the cat cage. The mini greenhouse is now behind the door and the cat cage is now just cubes. They have to be set up close enough to reach the plug, of course, so that limits things, too. I’m trying to think if one can be attached to the wire cubes, but not have any cats knocking into it while going into the cube beds. One of the issues we had before is that the cats would go under the lamps at feeding time, their tails up in the air, and suddenly we’ve be smelling burnt cat fur. Even with a wire guard over the bulb that one lamp has, their tails still managed to get into the cone and touch the bulb! Ideally, the lamps would be under something that would keep the heat in. In the past, we’ve used old closet doors and the summer door for our basement, but we don’t have the set up to support anything like that anymore. It did give the cats a whole other level of surface to sleep on, though, which they quite liked. It would be good if we could find a way to do something like that again.
At this point, I’m trying to keep access to the large window closer to the inside all open. That window is single pane and has been since before we moved out here. The inside pane having shattered long ago. In the winter, it gets completely frosted. I want to see if I can get a window insulating kit that can cover a window that large. Aside from keeping it from frosting up, it should act as a bit of insulation as well. We’ve tried setting the rigid insulation into the windows in the past, but the sheets are too long and too narrow then, once they were set in, they kept falling off. Plus, the cats really, really like to use that insulation to scratch at!
It isn’t much, but it felt good to at least get that done.
In other things, while I was feeling sicker with the cold, the pain levels didn’t get particularly bad today, which was nice for a change. Hopefully, that will continue tomorrow, and my cold will get better, because we really need to do that second stock up shop! Even if we just go to the nearest Walmart, instead. We might skip Costco altogether at this point.
Today turned out to be a rather nice day, that none of us really got to take advantage of.
I found myself awake at 4am and wasn’t able to get back to sleep, so I did the morning cat feeding. Which turned out to be greatly appreciated, as both my daughters were feeling quite sick with colds.
They stayed well away from my and my husband!
I did wake with a sore throat, which could also have been from sleeping with my mouth open, but I’m going to be proactive to try and avoid getting a cold. The last thing I need is for the cancer clinic to call me with a date and time for my surgery, then having to cancel it because of a cold!
The outside cats were quite happy this morning, as I made their cat soup with a couple of little cans of donated wet cat food as well as some cat milk and soaked kibble. We have so many bags of donated cat treats, I ended up scatting three (small) bags of treats all over.
I only saw 11 cats. I did not see Sprout (Sprig?) at all. Hopefully, she came by later. I did get to pet the shrine kitten, though, who no longer eats at the shrine feeding station at all anymore. There is a particular tray she prefers to eat from. The problem with that, though, is that there’s usually four other older cats insisting on eating from that tray, too, even though there are so many others around, scarfing down the food, and she doesn’t get as much. She doesn’t seem to want to eat out of any of the other trays for some reason.
After taking care of the kitties, I stayed out to enjoy the morning and do some light work in the old kitchen garden. I uncovered the self seeded Chocolate Cherry tomatoes and had a chance to give them a good look.
Hidden in the thickest greenery, there are tomatoes ripening on the vine!
The frost cloth isn’t long enough to completely cover one end, so the branches there were more frost damaged. I broke off the most damage branches, and found a number of little green tomatoes that had fallen off. So I picked them, which you can see in the second image, and brought them inside to ripen. Between the frost cloth and the more sheltered position in this bed, these tomato plants are protected enough from the colder nights that they’re not being killed off. I’m quite impressed!
After that, I finally removed the cover over the beets and parsnips, and the herb bed. The herb bed was more difficult to remove, as the oregano on one side had grown through the chicken wire quite thickly. I managed to get it off without uprooting anything.
Then I started working on the summer squash, removing all the wire garden ties securing the stalks to their vertical bamboo stake supports, then the ones holding the ends of the woven horizontal supports together, before finally pulling them all up. I was able to make a couple of bundles of 10 stakes all the same length, with the garden wire to secure them. Then I did my usual morning rounds, checking on the other garden beds and the haskaps. With the high winds we had, a lot of the smaller ones in the trays were blown right out, so those got fixed, then watered. I made sure to water the spruce saplings, too. Those little pots will dry out fast.
I didn’t try to take down other covers and rods on other beds yet. The netting and clear vinyl sheets are something I will wait to have a second person help with. With the winds we’ve been having, it’s rather difficult to fold and roll them up for winter storage with just one person.
That done, I headed back in and tried to go back to sleep.
It didn’t work.
I did send a bit of a list to the girls of what I’d gotten done, and what needed to be done with them, mentioning that all the transplanted haskaps would need a deep watering.
I also found an email update on my FIL’s condition. He is, unfortunately, deteriorating and it’s looking like he is not going to be around much longer. His dementia is failing particularly fast, and he has been “sundowning” by the end of the day, talking about things like going to see his parents. They passed away decades ago. It’s been particularly hard on my husband, as he physically can’t make the trip to see his father, and now it seems he won’t even be able to talk to him on the phone. His father is unlikely to even know who he is.
It does make me appreciate just how well my mother is doing.
My SIL messaged to check on me and how I was doing, and we chatted for a fair bit before I finally gave up on lying down. I had intended to go back outside again in the afternoon, but the pain levels suddenly kicked in and I ended up having to lie down again. My daughters, sick as they were, headed outside and deep watered the haskap.
It’s a good thing I wasn’t trying to sleep, because I kept getting notifications! I got some texts from my sister, letting me know she had visited my mother. She was updating me when the phone rang – and it was my mother! She wanted to know how things had gone yesterday. It was a mostly good call, though she did try to go on about how my brother should be doing stuff around here, not us, because he’s a man and we women shouldn’t be doing things like planting trees. Which is bizarre, since she planted many, many trees over the years! (Mostly in terrible places! 😄) She did start talking about how my brother has many important responsibilities, both at work and at home, and how he goes out of province to visit the grandsons, etc. Then, much to my shock, she switched to Polish and said a blessing on him for good health and a long life. My mother rather hates my brother and he can never do anything good enough for her, so when she does stuff like this, it makes me suspicious. She seemed to be genuine, though.
By then, a few hours had gone by and my pain levels finally eased and I did finally make it outside. I meant to just walk around and check on things but, of course, I found small things that I could do.
Including getting a small harvest.
In the East garden bed where I’d planted the Uzbek Golden Carrots, I was able to dig up these.
A couple of them were self seeded, while the others were the only ones that germinated from the older seed tape I’d made with them a couple of years ago.
While checking things out in the main garden area, I tried digging up some of the Daikon radish that all bolted. There were no radish roots at all in the ones I dug up. Just the woody material that happens when they bolt, instead.
I did, however, dig up a few Red Bearded bunching onions.
As I write this, I’ve got a pork stew going in the Instant Pot, with all these carrots and onions, plus the last of the summer squash I’d picked before the frost got them, along with our own potatoes and our own garlic. The liquid is gelled meat juices from the last of the big brisket I got a while back, cut into individual size roasts that my daughter seasoned well and slow roasted, low and slow, for something like three hours.
I am quite looking forward to it! We don’t have a lot from the garden this year, but we at least have enough for a few meals. Which is better than nothing!
I’m just really appreciating the fact that I was able to harvest anything at all, in October. Looking ahead on the 10 day forecast, we’ve got some mild weather for the next while, and even another day with an expected high of 20C/68F! Things are supposed to be cooler after that, but still relatively mild. The ground isn’t going to freeze for a while, yet. Right now, my time limit is not the weather anymore, but my surgery date. After the surgery, I’m out of commission for 6 weeks, so the more I can get done before the surgery the better, though my daughters will be taking over a lot of things as they are able.
Oh! What is that beeping I hear?
’tis the Instant Pot, finished cooking the stew and now depressurizing.
