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Heat, Cats, Belize?
Jun. 22nd, 2006 09:48 amI was so insanely hot last night that I woke up at 6:30 and couldn't get back to sleep. I got as close as I could to the fan but nothing helped, so I finally tossed a pillow and a sheet down to the floor of the bedroom and crawled down from the left, to sleep on the floor of the living room in the blessed COOL. Aaauugh...I will be doing that again tonight.
The bifurcated layout of my apartment, combined with the location of the loft, means that where I sleep is by design the warmest spot in the apartment. I can take or leave A/C a lot of the time (I get cold so easily) but I MUST have it at night during the summer--I cannot sleep in the heat.
Update on the Terrible Tabbies: Tatiana has been on the Zoloft-for-cats medication for almost a month. It's gotten MUCH easier administering it to her, thank God--no more epic struggles to get her to open her clenched and growly jaws to drop down the tiny tablet. She knows by now she'll get lots of headskritches afterward. And the medications seems to be working--she is less hissy, a little more mellow around her little brother, although she still does give him attitude. But thank goodness she's at least a little calmer! It was terrible before, very stressful.
I ventured into the wilds of Hoboken last night to have a drink with Mike and Holly. They are planning another sailing trip this winter, and invited me along--they're going to Belize this time, rather than the BVI. It sounds like a fantastic time--I can't imagine anything I'd rather do than lie on the deck of a boat, soaking up sun in a lil' bikini with a drink in my hand, hanging out with cool people. My grandmother had a yacht when we lived in Fort Lauderdale and I used to go out on that when I was a little kid--many pictures of me at that age on the yacht. I miss it--I love being on the water (heck, I was born on the water--Coronado, California!). I am seriously tempted.
The bifurcated layout of my apartment, combined with the location of the loft, means that where I sleep is by design the warmest spot in the apartment. I can take or leave A/C a lot of the time (I get cold so easily) but I MUST have it at night during the summer--I cannot sleep in the heat.
Update on the Terrible Tabbies: Tatiana has been on the Zoloft-for-cats medication for almost a month. It's gotten MUCH easier administering it to her, thank God--no more epic struggles to get her to open her clenched and growly jaws to drop down the tiny tablet. She knows by now she'll get lots of headskritches afterward. And the medications seems to be working--she is less hissy, a little more mellow around her little brother, although she still does give him attitude. But thank goodness she's at least a little calmer! It was terrible before, very stressful.
I ventured into the wilds of Hoboken last night to have a drink with Mike and Holly. They are planning another sailing trip this winter, and invited me along--they're going to Belize this time, rather than the BVI. It sounds like a fantastic time--I can't imagine anything I'd rather do than lie on the deck of a boat, soaking up sun in a lil' bikini with a drink in my hand, hanging out with cool people. My grandmother had a yacht when we lived in Fort Lauderdale and I used to go out on that when I was a little kid--many pictures of me at that age on the yacht. I miss it--I love being on the water (heck, I was born on the water--Coronado, California!). I am seriously tempted.
