Ever have one of those times where you go to sleep and when you wake up, you think it's much later than it is? I had one of those moments tonight - I fell asleep on the couch shortly after dinner. I woke up and felt pretty rested, looked at my phone and saw 8:41 (I didn't notice it was PM, not AM), saw it was still daylight outside, and immediately jumped up, freaking out that it was Friday morning! In my panicking mind, I was thinking "I can't believe Brian let me sleep on the couch all night!" and "I can't believe Clydie didn't wake me up when she came to get coffee", and even thought by some chance that perhaps it was Saturday morning. I ran back to start getting ready for work in a panic, and stopped by Clydie's room, exclaiming that it was Friday morning and OMG I was going to be really late to work and she said "wake up Deanna, it's Thursday night!" I was so confused for several minutes, then I had a really good laugh.
So now it's almost 11pm, and I realize that it's been really quiet and peaceful in the house, meaning the dogs weren't inside. I let them in, and Kita was really wound up. Everyone wanted to go outside in the front yard, and I told them they could wait until bedtime (in the not too distant future), and sat back on the couch. Of course Dominion was standing in the living room, looking at me like WTF, and then I hear an excited bark - that would be Kita. She's our only barker. The boys can bark, but only do it in very specific circumstances. I knew someone had pushed Clydie's door open, so I walk back to check and Gabriel is laying on the bed with her, no Kita. I walk to my room, it's dark (and I could have sworn that I'd turned the lamp on earlier), and as I walk in to turn on the light, Kita scares the hell out of me because her ass is sitting on the bed and she lunges at me and takes off running to jump wildly on Clydie's bed, doing that wild, hyper, run in circles shit ON TOP OF CLYDIE'S BED with Clydie and Gabriel both laying up there and getting trampled. It was kinda funny, but Kita's so heavy and rough I was afraid for Clydie and didn't want her to get hurt. I take them all back out the back, and Kita runs all over my bare feet with her big, fat feet. How I managed to not get totally mauled, I don't know. Lucky, I guess.
Had an interesting event on my phone this week - I was entering a physician's name into my contact information, his first name being Bryan. My phone offered "Cranston" as the last name! I thought that was kinda funny, suggesting that I enter Bryan Cranston as a contact. LOL
We've already started harvesting cucumbers, squash, and zucchini from our garden, and they are yummy! We've picked so many this week I've had to take some to work and Brian gave some to the neighbor, because we didn't want them to go bad before we could either freeze, can, or eat them. I imagine in another week or 2, we'll be able to harvest enough cucumbers to make a batch of pickles, and I just don't know of a method to freeze or can the squash or zucchini. I like those grilled, or in a squash casserole, and I don't think they are conducive to freezing or canning and maintaining their texture for those. We've shredded zucchini and frozen it, and it worked out ok for zucchini bread and fried squash patties, so I'll just have to do a little more research to see if there's another way to do things.
Tomorrow's Friday, and I'm so glad! I hope everyone has a fabulous weekend!
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