The movie I saw the other night had a rat in it. Its name was Romeo. I think I just may name my next rat that if it’s a male. It made me a bit sad because I miss my rat.

Meanwhile, I have a temporary pet, LOL. Yeah, the adventures of living in the woods of the country never cease to exist. This cute little froggy decided to visit me in my bathroom at 2am. Scared the shit out of me at first because when I realized something was sitting on top of the can of crotch deodorizer, I thought it was a bee until I threw my glasses on.

It seemed rather brave and calm so I shot some pictures of it, though most aren’t very good. Then I trapped it with a beer mug I won a while back and almost squashed the poor little guy to death while I was at it. I know I’m going to have to let him go soon, though. I put a little water in the cup for him but I don’t exactly have the type of food he’d be interested in eating.

I didn’t realize they were this small unless it’s a baby. It’s not much bigger than the pet frogs we bought in Arizona, though those were aquatic. It hasn’t ribbeted yet and these things sure can be loud. They’re about as loud as the dogs, but for some reason, the sound of them never bothered me.

Later…

We turned the frog loose at first light this morning, so he’s back in the woods with his buddies.

Tom tried out his new $25 weed whacker. It seems to work just fine. He did the area surrounding the trailer to help keep ants away. We figure we’re gonna need the thing no matter where we live. I’m pretty sure that if we’re lucky enough to get into that adult community ground maintenance isn’t one of the amenities. I just hope we get in! Yes, the barking will probably be just as bad, and yes, we’ll probably be back with the car stereos, but at least it will be in a real house that isn’t an antique and won’t include the welfare bums, college kids, and large Mormon families with a kid at every age between 1 and 15.

Other than grocery shopping and getting $35 for the many cans Tom brought to the recycling place, it’s been a relaxing day for us. I slept most of it, but all I’m doing is laundry today. I’m not working out or cleaning anything. I’m just doing my hobbies and putting back on the 3 pounds I lost during the week, as usual. But I’m content and enjoying myself. :)

Although I slept 9 hours I slept horribly because I kept waking up for no apparent reason at all. Maybe that’s why I needed to sleep 9 hours instead of the usual 7-8. The first time I woke up it took me a while to get back to sleep.

If the dogs remain as quiet as they did last night, then this will be a record-breaking 4 weekends in a row that I didn’t have to have the sound machines on for 6-8 hours to drown them out.

Tom’s lungs are better now that he’s relaxed. The worst-case scenario is he’ll get an over-the-counter inhaler if he has to. That’s all a doctor would tell him to do anyway, though it hasn’t been that big a deal as of yet. Besides, so many of these doctors don’t have a clue what the hell they’re talking about anyway. Seriously, we’ve done just as good if not a better job of figuring out any minor problems we’ve had and what to do about them just by online research that mostly consists of forum discussions where people share their experiences.

I laughed when I read this lady said her doctor doubted fish oil caused her to have heavier periods and before they were due. There’s no doubt in my mind that that’s what screwed up my own cycle, which has been fine since I stopped the fish oil, and that it’s also what made Tom’s gums bleed. We threw the rest of the bottle away.

I also laughed when another doctor tried to tell someone else certain cramps brought on by running were from PMS. Let me guess… the doctor was a male, right?

Unless we’re seriously sick or in big-time pain and can’t figure it out for ourselves, we won’t be bothering with doctors, insured or not. I know it could be dangerous, especially for a woman, not to have regular check-ups, but hey, a meteorite could also come crashing down on us right now, too. I’ll take my chances. :)

So how did we get so well stocked in the Kleenex department? We have enough Kleenex to wipe every snot in the country!