It’s getting to be go time here at the Skelton Ranch. Lots of nervous energy and giddy happiness as we anticipate His majesties arrival. It’s like getting ready for a house guest that you’ve never met. The baby room has started to come together quite nicely. The cats christened the room this morning by barfing on the new rug, which is shag, and a bitch to get cat puke out of. I guess we’ve already lost the function over form battle.
I should probably note here that Gabby is feeling much better after her surgery. The stones were removed without incident and sent to the crime lab for further investigation. After a few days of general lethargy on her part, she seems to have made a full recovery. She did come home from the vet with this sweet Elizabethan collar that she was supposed to wear so she wouldn’t lick her stitches away. She didn’t seem to dig the new fashion statement tho. And just to prove a point, she lounged out like Jabba The Hut and with great ease was able to get at the wound. It was as if she was just letting us know, “Hey, this collar thing? Stupid. Look here: I’m licking the the wound just fine. So how about you remove the collar and I’ll leave the wound alone?” So we removed the collar and she stuck to her end of the bargain.
We had to go to Target last night to exchange a baby mattress that had arrived via UPS with a huge puncture in it. I was dubious about entering a Target store on the day after Christmas but luckily the return line was non-existant. Cruising the Target isles, I had one of those benchmark, ‘Hey, I’m a grown up adult who thinks about the future’ moments. Far back wall. Holiday section. All Christmas lights 50% to 70% off. Now, I’ve always heard about those frugal ‘Bargain Bettys’ who get their holiday flair after a holiday is over, but I’ve never joined those ranks. That all changed last night as I stockpiled lights like they were going to be our home’s sole source of illumination in 2007. I won’t lie tho, it was tough to pull the trigger. The thought of buying something that I would not use for 11 months was unconscionable. Maybe I’ll just have to break ’em out now and become That Guy who has lights up on his house all year long.
Bonus: My friend Kim has turned me to the highly addictive Oregon Surplus Site. It’s like Christmas all over again. In fact, I’m thinking of taking this New Responsibility thing to a whole new level by winning this bid which would take care of all my Christmas shopping for the next year.