April Showers (posted by Lani)

shouldn't be snow showers, IMO. Oh no they should not. And I'm not completely convinced they're going to bring May flowers, either, since the poor little shoots in my garden are not precisely looking perky right now. I'm just glad I had gotten too busy Tuesday before I left on my last trip to put in all my herb and vegetable starts!

So, yeah, it's been snowing pretty steadily here since the pre-dawn hours. Pretty weird; earlier this week I was wearing shorts and a bikini top to work in the back yard. It was trying to stick early on:
but now it's starting to melt away. Mixed feelings on that; I don't WANT snow, but if it's going to snow on me, the least it could do is stick around and look pretty for a few hours. Anyway, I've got a big pot of soup going upstairs to console us, and my plans to do more work in the yard this weekend are shot.

In non-snowy news, Steve had to go out of town for a meeting early in the week; he left Sunday afternoon, got back Tuesday at about 8pm, and I had to get up Wednesday at 4am to leave on a 3-day. Steve wasn't overly excited about that whole development. While he was gone, though, I had fun; I redid the bedroom and living room so he came home to a complete surprise. No new furniture or anything, but new bedding, moving pictures around from one room to another, changing out accessories, all that good jazz. It turned out well; our bedroom is now all whites and pale blues and aquas, very summery and cool (just in time for the snow!) and the living room looks much less cluttered and more open and inviting. He was suitably surprised and impressed when he came home, and it was a lot of fun to do.

Unfortunately yesterday I came home to a failing Pippin. She's not doing well; she's almost 18 so we knew we didn't have forever, but we've discovered that we're really not prepared for her to go just yet. She doesn't seem to be in pain, she's just weak and lethargic. So we're hand feeding her, and walking very slowly with her out to the yard when she needs to go, and giving her lots of loving. Even the cats seem to know she isn't doing well and they come by and touch noses with her ever so often. I guess we're all hoping that she'll perk back up. I'm not going to let her suffer but I just keep thinking, only a few days ago she was bouncing around in the spring-y weather in the backyard, this has to be just ... doggy flu or something. The doggy blahs. Not old age finally catching up with her and winning. Keep your fingers crossed; she's our good girl, and we love her.