Books and Bunnies

7 am

                I actually lay in bed late today because I did not want to have to be the one to feed Tigger. How lazy is that? G is housesitting for the next week, and K was still asleep. Well I decided that was stupid and I did get up and feed him.

                It is reasonably nice out right now, but it is already getting hot and it is really muggy. It got pretty bad yesterday and I expect it will be bad again today. I didn’t feel especially productive yesterday but really I was. I managed to dehydrate more stuff – 1 ½ melons, I plied the angora and spun up 2 more half ounce bits and started the next half, and I did 3 rabbits. Oh, and one more thing I did yesterday: I spent quite a while researching companies to make photo cards. I think either Zazzle or Staples would be easiest and cheapest. Because Wednesday when Cl was here the other thing we did was, she helped me photograph baby bunnies. I edited them and chose the best, so I could use them to make more photo cards for my booth. I ought to do some xmas bunnies, use some of the tacky xmas decoration stuff we have…. It is a thought.

                Today I will do more of the fawn angora. I am still listening to Anne Lamott, thought it is Imperfect Birds not whatever I said yesterday. And there is a lot of laundry to do. And I have the big pile in the bedroom to deal with, and all the usual stuff that gets put off. And I can move a rabbit cage back into the frame where I removed it to deal with the wasp nest. Then I can put the black bunny back into that cage and turn both the small “extra” cages on their sides to prepare for putting new bottom wire on them. They both have inside sections and really need those to get wire bottoms as the rabbits go in there and poop.

                I finished Little Dorrit (sob) and have started on Robinson Crusoe but I do not like the reader at all at all. I might have to go back to another Dickens. And I am still reading the book about The Ambassadors, I will be a regular expert on Henry James by the time I finish. I still have Wings of a Dove  (in book form) that I could go back to reading. I guess book club will be this Sunday, meaning that I can start in on the next book soon; I need to figure out what it is.

                I’m feeling decidedly fat these days, and the reality is that I have put on weight. Oh for those good old days when I could not eat sweets. That is my downfall. I guess I’d better run again today…

                I wrote this whole stuff without even mentioning Mom’s news that she called with: her cousin died. It is very sad. Well, he’d been sick for a bit, I think his heart was having trouble. Still I feel really sad about it. End of an era in a way, since he is the last of any of those cousins we have any contact with. Of course I regret that I did not get up there to see them this year. I stopped up either last year or the year before. You know I bet it was several years ago. Well, what can you do? I will send a card. And I also really regret that I never got him to describe things in his house, since we now own it. Odd. And there are few odd little things, like the tiny unused door in the kitchen, that it would be fun to have explained. I said something to G about feeling delinquent that I have not better connected her with all these extended families, but she made the point that it is too many people to care about. And you know, I had been thinking the exact same thing. I like knowing who they all are/were, all Mom and Dad’s cousins, all the grandparent siblings, things like that, but I can’t really put time or emotional energy into staying connected with all of them. I also had thought about my old “Christmas” letters that I used to send so long ago. I really had fun with them, and am sorry that they soured. I am not sure how to get past it. Somehow the idea of writing one now seems so dull and uninteresting. Sigh.

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