We have to take Smokey to the vet this morning for a follow-up on his ear infection. Poor little guy has had to tolerate my cleaning his ears each day (drip solution in the ear canal and then root around in there with a twisted cotton ball). Plus, I have to put in refrigerator-cold, medicated ear drops twice a day. He blinks when the cold drops go in, but he doesn't fight.
Michael and I have been taking a sort of "staycation" this week. I thought I was going to have three to four weeks off before my next project started, but another publisher contacted us about an assignment we could do short-term, and we couldn't turn it down. I've been feeling a lot of ambivalence all week. I'm glad for the work and the chance to earn more money than we thought, plus this job is in a subject area we're eager to work in. But I wanted more time off. It's been an exhausting summer in terms of the assignments we've had. As it is, I've had to deal with some medical appointments and paying bills, etc., so this week hasn't been as much of a vacation as I'd hoped.
I'm still hugely behind in caring for the garden. I thought I could make myself work out there 8 hours or so this week, but each day I find myself wanting to relax more than work. Yesterday, we got scattered showers from the remnants of Gustav, which probably doesn't even qualify as a tropical storm anymore, and it's raining even more today. At least, I have an excuse for neglecting the garden work that I was dreading. LOL.
On the brighter side, we have had some fun this week. I've started reading the latest Dick Francis mystery Silks, written with his son Felix. My late brother Carl was a huge Dick Francis fan, and when he died, I inherited his collection of every Dick Francis mystery ever written up to 2000. When I started reading them, I discovered I really liked them. So now I make sure to buy each new one as it comes out. Usually, I rely on the library for mysteries I want to read, but I buy these because I feel as though I'm carrying on for Carl in a strange sort of way.
Tuesday, we went to go see the movie Tropic Thunder. Frankly, we're not big on comedies, which often seem sophomoric, but we enjoyed this spoof of war/action movies. There are some gross bits at the beginning, but it really is a funny send-up of that genre. Robert Downey, Jr., does an amazing job in this movie. If you needed something totally distracting and don't mind some gore (rather fake-looking gore), it's worth seeing.
Michael recently bought a new computer game called Tropico, in which you rule a Caribbean island and try to develop it and keep the people from uprising or voting you out. We've been playing it together this week. You can falsify elections, impose martial law, have opponents executed, and stash away money in your Swiss bank account, but Michael and I are afflicted with Christian ethics even in our fantasy games, so we're trying to have legitimate democracy and a functioning diversified economy. It's been fun. He operates the mouse and keyboard, while I knit, and we discuss the various options and make decisions together.
I tried to think of a third activity with the word Tropic in it, but I wasn't able to. So I'll just leave you with this photograph from the last real vacation we took: a trip to Florida in March 2007. I thought an alligator fit with the semi-tropical theme of this post. (BTW, alligators terrify me, and I was safely ensconced in a tour boat a good distance away when I shot this.)
Have a good Thursday.