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We're in the middle of a very stormy week down here. As I type, I'm hearing rumbles of thunder, plus the weather app on my iPad just notified me of a severe thunderstorm warning being issued just now. It's not like we need the rain - it's been a very rainy Spring and there's no sign it's stopping any time soon. There have been lives lost because of people driving over low water crossings and getting varried away by the water flowing over the roadway. The rivers aren't currently flooded, but with all the rain coming, it may still happen.

Water is one of the main reasons why I don't ever want to live in a ground floor apartment.


I had to move my cactus further in under the roof on the balcony. It's actually started blooming, but it's probably now in danger of death by drowning.



Last Sunday we went downtown to the POP Cats event. There were panels related to cats, and vendors with cat toys and cat themed items. And yes, there were a few 'cats to pet'. I only managed to pet one, and he was at the Williamson County shelter booth. But he looked so much like one of my first kittens, and his brother looked just like the other one! I still miss my Beasties, but I know Death comes for all of us. :(

There was also a booth for a Pet Sitting Service, and their sign mentioned Behaviot Modification, so I spent while talking to them, hoping to get a new insight into WHY Hairy occasionally shits on the bed. RAR. They went through a list of possibilities, but they were already things I'd thought of, so no real help from them. But it was worth a try. *sigh*

I was so pleased with myself - I managed to get out after only spending $5 on only one single cat toy instead of trying to buy All The Things. :)



I've been idly thinking about doing a SNA test to learn more about my father's side of the family. Mom's side is VERY well documented - thanks to her Uncle (my great-Uncle) Willard, who was a Tenured History Professor at Georgia Tech back before the Information Age. Her side goes back to the founding of some of the original 13 colonies, including the Mayflower. But my dad's side is pretty much a total mystery, despite Uncle Willard trying to trace it. So I was pondering the idea of having her do a DNA test, then doing one on me, and seeing where they don't match. That would have to be Daddy's ancestry. And with it being so close to Mother's Day, most DNA companies are having sales right now...

There are so many things I missed out on after my father died when I was so young. I never got a chance to get to know him as a person, and my mother's view of him is so heavily biased against him that I don't trust almost everything she has to say about who he was. She's rarely missed a chance to badmouth him in some way, and she's even got her current husband blindly parroting her views, even though he never had any first hand experience. Isownright do have some good memories of him - he was the one who read to me before bed and would come in and lay down next to me when I was afraid of the dark - they tell me he couldn't possibly be as bad as my mother tries to tell me he was.



I'm getting tired of Apartment Management sending out so many emails about when they're coming into my space when it's convenient. Maybe it wouldn't bother me so much if it they didn't send me daily emails about it. It just seems like lately it's been downright SPAMMY. Now it's the anuual Fire Department Inspection - which was supposed to happen today, but the latest SPAM says it'll be tomorrow. O yay.