Fire in the Hole
An odd final week of July.
This past week wasn't the most eventful week we've ever had, but we'll try to make the best of it!
Last Thursday afternoon I got home from work to find our neighbors Rob and Nicole's trash all over the hood of Nicole's car:


That's nothing new. Sometimes she even leaves it out there overnight and then drops it off at the dumpsters when she leaves the next morning. Kevin and I have often remarked to each other that it's only a matter of time until a raccoon shows up in the middle of the night and tears one of the bags to shreds, or until Nicole has some raw egg or old lunchmeat or something spill out and eat through her paint all night.
But this time, it was just the wind. And there were dryer sheets and empty water bottles ALL OVER the parking lot.
Disgusting.
Last Friday while I was at work, Kevin surprised me by mopping the bathroom floor, cleaning the toilet, burning the black mold out of the sink drain, and vacuuming the entire apartment.
Then he said he had thought about changing the cat litter as well, but he didn't feel like it right then.
Then an hour later he did the cat litter too :)
We went to Catherine and Ron's for dinner that evening and ordered from Schiano's instead of Taormina's for a change.
That has certainly been way easier on me during my recovery from surgery than lugging it back and forth from our ghetto laundromat would be.
Just before dinner arrived we spotted a fox in Catherine and Ron's driveway:

And then with that, I got a notification about motion detected in our stairwell at home, and there was a fox there too!

This is our neighbor Ruth coming back upstairs after having gone outside to fetch an Amazon delivery in her jammy-jams while eating a banana.
That's just... that's Ruth. That's how she rolls.
On Sunday Kevin and I went to BJs together to stock up on supplies for the house.
There was a crew putting up the new utility pole that's been sitting in the grass for months now on Trenton Rd just up from Woolston.
They had some cones up along with a sign alerting drivers about the road work in 1,500 feet. But nothing about the couch that someone had thoughtfully left on the side of the road:


So Kevin snapped a picture and fixed the signage for them when we got home:

As for the "road work", this guy standing in the middle of the road purposely waited until he saw us coming, and then he came out to stop traffic.
The guy up in the bucket was disconnecting the wires going over the street, and we got to sit there for four minutes and 27 seconds while one guy did work and about 27 other guys stood around and watched:

As Kevin pointed out, this HAD to be done on a Sunday afternoon in peak weekend traffic. (3:00am on a Tuesday would have been unheard of an unacceptable.)
But eventually we were finally allowed to get on with our lives. Here were these three guys parked a block away from the actual work and just staring up at an entirely different pole, enthralled by it like they were watching a meteor shower:

Monday morning I had been at work for a few hours when I got a text from Kevin:
Might as well have stuck a bunch of angry hornets in my ear. Won't be doing that again any time soon!"
I feel like he probably did this at the bathroom sink, which is just a missed opportunity to have done it out in the stairwell like some people would probably do.
Here's another prize-winning shot of our neighbor Ruth that Kevin managed to snag same day:
Yes, she's half naked again. And also FLOSSING this time!
Then yesterday Kevin got another video of her.
This time she was nice enough to put some clothes on. But instead of eating just ONE banana, she appears to have graduated to eating an entire bunch!
And today I had to complete a training exam for the DOD projects I work on at my job:

And finally we have a TON of pics of the cats for you this month. Narrated by the cats themselves! Enjoy :)
Okay, places everyone! Let's look alive!





So how do you get it?!

















RAWR!








What happened? Who am I? What are my pronouns?!
I need therapy and a lap to crash on immediately! You gotta help me Riley!"




Exactly which part of this moment was I supposed to aim at?!




And anyway, I got three Greenies out of that. Plus Mom shook my hand and thanked me for my service and dedication, because she KNEW I had tracked that fly for a good 45 minutes before Dad finally came and whopped it. He never would have had a chance if I hadn't done all that legwork!
Anyway, I definitely needed a nap after that.











How did you not know about this? EVERYONE knows about this.
Processing... Processing... Processing.





I'll be getting butt spanks well into August.