So good of you to be there, and to stay, JZ. That's so hard and I know it must have helped to have you there. And I'm glad that you're finding some comfort, too.
We also have those crane flies in our house, only we don't call them crane flies or daddy long legs, we call them mosquito eaters, mostly I think to reassure ourselves that they aren't hugenormous mosquitos.
We always called them mosquito hawks. Like chicken hawks, but for mosquitoes. I think. I didn't actually recognize them in the crane fly picture but that's what it sounds like Burrell is describing, so I'm gonna go with that.
If I don't get back from browsing the weird books in three days, send supplies.
JZ, that's a hard and right thing you did.
I'm doing a last load of laundry and first pass at packing. Flight isn't until 2:30, so I'll do the last pass at packing and a quick vacuum tomorrow. May or may not squeeze a swim in. Not counting on it, though.
Is $10/visit the right amount to pay a neighbor kid to catsit?
Sounds about right. I think last time I had professionals coming to take care of my critters it was not far off from that, I think.
It's what I pay E per shot when I escape for a weekend. Professionals are twice that for me.
That makes me think it's too much! But whatever, it's fine.
Edit: -t's response, I mean, not msbelle's.
Everyone at the airport is annoying me. I should just put in my earphones, rock out and bury my nose in my book. My headache is still lingering and I don't want to chance making it worse. I think my whiskey with dinner didn't take.
I was paying that (a bit more, but not a whole lot) per animal per visit. So for one pet I think it's reasonable. Offsetting volume and professionalness. And it's a nice round number, which is good. $5 would be too low, I think.
And yet, our life expectancy is four years longer than America's. You might ascribe that to diet, or lifestyle, or better access to health care; but the truth is that we are just that bad-ass.
Well sure, all the family trees with weak constitutions were weeded out by the indigenous fauna in the first generations that colonized the continent! It's like all those Russian centenarians who live on grain and vodka, the winters killed off everyone that didn't have good genes.
Today on a conference call one of my bosses introduced me to the clients as my company's "fabulous" design and art manager. I was briefly tempted to channel Blaine Edwards in response.
