Sunday No Park

I slept in today. Hard to believe. Till 830. I am not going to alert the media, the blog will suffice.

In honor of sleeping in, one of the cats shit in the bathroom and buried it in the bathmat. I could kill them both just to make sure I got the culprit. That seems fair. The dogs were fine. And Jax slept through. I would record this in my diary but I don’t have one. The blog will suffice.

It’s big paper day. I have to go to the store. We have no coffee. So, to save energy, I ate brekkies and read the paper. Quick shower, towels to washer.

And, I’m off. First stop Starbucks, of course. I have no choice. I brought my own creamer this time which is a drastic improvement over theirs.

I was in Sonoma yesterday, as I mentioned. While eating lunch I spilled about half my salad on my shoe. Shoe is suede. Dressing is oily. So it left a blotch on my shoe. Why am I restating this? Well, my retail experience today is not about the coffee. It’s about my search for a suede brush and some shoe shampoo.

Where do you go for shoe supplies – polish, brushes, etc? When I was a kid I had a shoe shine kit. I was able to restock the supplies from the grocers. No problem. Well, I am assuming everyone has crap shoes now and throws them away when dirty. I base this on my day. Target, nothing. And by nothing I mean that. Walmart. The rack, they had a rack, was 95% empty. One can of boot cleaner. I got it. Hardware store. Many brushes, nothing I really wanted. I bought one that was close. I know, you are screaming Amazon at your phone. Yes, one more nail in the coffin lid of American retail. The above took 2 1/2 hours as well. Online it is. But I got it today at least.

Home at last. I pulled the convertible out and parked outside. It was in Emily’s spot. I fit the Fit back in her spot on the right side. Went in to finish chores. I have some NY strips and stuffed mushrooms defrosting. Marika will be home for dinner tonight and I want something nice. Emily is home too. She needs a welcome home dinner. And me, I like steak. We all win.

I have laundry to do as well. Sheets and towels, it is Sunday. Goin to that.

Did that. Laundry is moving. All loads have been washed or are washing. Some wet piled on top of washer, waiting. Last wash load in. I sat down.

As I was sitting, after about 15 seconds, I realized it was time to use my shoe maintenance supplies. Put em to the test. It’s only one of the suede shoes, this may be easy. One thing I can say for certain, 99% of the shoe wearing public does not look at how dirty their shoes are. In Japan, everyone knows and its shoes off. We are not Japan. My shoes are dirty and as of yesterday, stained as well. Which is why I noticed how dirty they were. I took them off and looked at them. You take yours off and kick them into the corner. Like I said, no one looks.

This shoe cleaning foam does not seem that great. It’s a spray on, wait ten, wipe off, and hope they are clean. I have little faith. I won’t know till they dry.

Speaking of waiting till they dry, I cleaned one cat litter box and dumped the other. It’s weird, I would say the two cats pee in one and poop in the other. Maybe that’s normal. Of course, no cat is normal, in my limited experience.

Emily just called. She just left the ranch. As it’s called. I can not equate yoga with ranch. I would say yoga is antithetical to ranching. I neither ranch nor practice yoga. Just my humble opine. Emily should be home in about an hour. Not enough time left in the day to do anything what with a dinner guest and all. Too bad.

I sat and looked at new cars, some used, for an hour before Emily finally got home. Homecoming was somewhat of a let down. Her idea of a good time? Unpack the car then sweep and mop the floors. I finished the laundry. She then cleaned the kitchen sink. Not the dishes, I always take care of those, but the sink. And complained about it. Welcome home.

She is now relaxing in the blue room with today’s paper and I am back at this grindstone. I presume Marika will be home at about 630 or so. I have the steaks almost defrosted. I gotta speed them up so I can get them to room temp. They cook so much better at the right temp. For the time being I am writing. Until I find something better to do.

Well something better was a trip to the store. Emily needed E6000 glue for her glass projects. She has set up the glass grinder in the kitchen to finish a few items she fired before she went to yoga camp. She needed the glue for I don’t know what. But we got it.

We got home and Emily went back to grinding glass. I went back to sitting on my booty. Not much else to do. I did prep the dinner. Steaks to smoker, I chopped the broccoli and defrosted the stuffed mushrooms. Then, I waited for Marika to finally get here. She arrived at 815. It was tough to make dinner and time it to be perfectly done with her arrival. But I soldiered through it.

Oh yeah, Marika brought our grandkitty, Vlad, home with her. That’s because we are sitting for her for the next week. What is she doing? She is dog sitting for two large and obnoxious dogs. Her bosses dogs. And they don’t mix well with the cat. So we get an extra four paws for the week. All over the counters, furniture, shelves, etc. Vlad is special.

No matter what, dinner was great. We had a nice catch up chat-fest which is always fun. We all ate whatever in spite of our current diets. Nice. Marika brought wine from work. A couple nice Pinots. Hey, I forgot, Marika’s boss offered her a full time job when she is done with school. How cool is that? Well, in answer to my own question, very damn cool. I wish that had happened to me.

For dessert, we had dessert yay!, the last of the ice cream cake from my birthday. Boy this just can’t get any better!

Well all is done. It’s 10 and all are headed to bed. Tomorrow is work and etc. I hate work. Then we could all stay up. Like when we were kids and thought we would stay up every day when we got older. We were stupid. I wish I could go back and tell me what an idiot I was.

I am watching the news which is as bad as bad TV gets. At 11 the news is a repeat of 5 and 6 broadcasts. So the lazy bastards just hit the copy button for 11.

This is more excitement than I can take. I am gonna go to bed. And read a good book. Which is always better than TV. Trust me.

I almost forgot. The shoe detail. Did it work? Not well. It faded the stain by half but since I know where it is I see it whenever I look at it. I need to keep salad dressing on the salad from now on.