First week of May and here we are submerged in a steel-gray morning. In Arizona, of all things!
Seriously: the sky is a weird, smooth, featureless gray lid. Ruby and I have circumnavigated the’Hood, returned, chowed down…now sit here wondering what to do next. If anything.
“What to do next” will probably amount to “go back to bed.” The Human is feeling unduly tired — sleepy, actually — and does not relish pretending to be alert and constructive. Wunderground predicts today’s high will have us sweltering under 80 degrees, followed by a bracing low of 66 degrees.
Yeah. We’ll believe it when we see it.
A jet plane roars overhead. The top of the neighbor’s tree sways gently in a breeze so vague we can’t feel it over here. Not that it matters.
Should pay a visit to one of the local stores. But am totally NOT in the mood to stroll around the sidewalks and the streets
Oh well: we won’t starve.
Not till tomorrow, anyway. 😀
{sigh} I find myself contemplating the possibility of returning to Sun City.
My house, right here in the ‘Hood, was built by Del Webb — the entrepreneur who brought us Arizona’s Sun City tracts. So a move out there might not feel especially drastic…except that it’s too far from my son and there are no wonderful little kids frolicking around.
And course, except that you’re BLASTED all day long with jet airplane noise, emanating from nearby Luke Air Force Base. That racket starts at dawn, rolling you out of the sack and souring your mood for the rest of the day.
So…no. Ain’t movin’ back to Sun City, no matter how much crime and B.S. we get here.
Errands to do this morning were skipped by the obligatory Doggy Walk. One opts that at one’s peril! 😉
Did you know that you can go into a dime store or a drugstore and buy a FAKE SERVICE DOG HARNESS for your canine sidekick?
No kidding! I was over at the neighborhood drugstore the other day, and damned if I didn’t see a whole bouquet of the things hanging from a hook in there.
For a fleeting shady moment, I actually thought GRAB IT!
Then Ruby could come with me into the Albertson’s and the Sprouts and the computer store and…I could get my errands done in one swell foop with the daily doggy-walk!
By golly, THAT would make life easier!
In England — at least when we were there some years ago — they let you bring your dog in most retail establishments. And restaurants.
Yeah. You’d sit down at a restaurant table and there at the table next to you would be someone with a dog in a harness, pooch parked on the floor next to its human. Go into the equivalent of a drugstore or a dime store, and you’d be likely to encounter a similar pooch. Same, amazingly, in grocery stores.
I’m not inclined to fake my dawg’s status. But...hmmmmm….. It’s somethin’ to think about! 😉
Seriously: it sure would make life easier: being able to kill two outdoor errands at once — doggy-walk and store visit.
But gosh. It really does seem like there’s a limit. Or oughta be, anyhow.
Soon as I finish swilling a mug full of water (too lazy to fix coffee just this minute), the plan is to take Ruby out for a Doggy-Walk. If we can make it to the park (that’ll be a miracle…), she’ll be beside herself with doggy joy. She does LOVE the feel of grass under her little feet. So adorable!