Bummed

Song of the day: “Don’t worry be happy” by Bobby Mcferrin…again. Not necessarily a bad thing, but some diversity wouldn’t be bad. Hah.

Saturday market’s first up, after a carpload of laundry that had somehow ended up on the lines. Hah.
Not a good day for a flea market. Folks were very “focused”, had no time for chats, which is bad for a gal like me who wants to get her kicks from some nice talks at least, if at all possible. But alas. At least the woman we share the stand with was in good spirits…and like me, she likes to set up a little different every day, which is of course the fun part of set up time. Hah.
What followed was the waiting, of course, and yes, there were a few minor chats and a remarkable interest in my tie dyes. Ain’t that cute? Sold four items. Yay!
But anyway, as planned mom and little brother arrived after noon, so big brother and I could split and head for the hospital to visit with tenant.

We could only sit with her for a short while, half an hour at most, considering we had two hours in total before the end of the market, so we had to cut it short, which she didn’t like all that much, I tell ya. Not to be helped, however. We were lucky to make it there at all.

Came home about 20 minutes late, finding mom and little brother already busy with the packing. We took that over, and waved them off so we could finish with the majority of the products. Made our way home where we quickly had to partly unpack so we could head out again and pick up some things in the village. Had to toss out a load of garbage at the same time, at which point we found this tiny little kitten in the mess. It was four weeks at most, and something had mangled it, leaving it with this gash in it’s ribs. Poor thing was mewling like mad, and stumbled toward me with paws that could barely sustain its skinny frame. It didn’t take a vet to figure out that there really wasn’t anything to do for it, so the best we could do was have it put out of his misery. Always makes me sad, stuff like that.

That done, it was time to cook supper, after which it was time to load up once more. It’s endless, ain’t it? Hah. Managed to do some writing at the end of the day, but not a lot. Was pretty much running on fumes by then, but did have a few nice chats online and worked on my pictures before heading to bed.

Sunday started early with baking patties to have folks try out on the Funny Beach Marbella market. We left on time for a change, partly because big brother and grandpa pitch in to get the wagon hooked and everything checked. Tried to doze a bit on the way there, but couldn’t really drop off…good thing, all things considered, seeing as otherwise I wouldn’t have seen the poster hanging all over the place announcing the upcoming concert of Bryan Adams. Yay. Was soooooo going there.

Set up took almost three hours for some peculiar reason, and once we had that done, it was time for me to head for the hospital to see how tenant was doing. She was a little down, which wasn’t unexpected since she was transferred to a new room without a roommate this time round. She loves keeping track of roommates when she’s at hospitals, so now she was bored out of her mind.

Once I came back at the market, I managed to eat a big burger and then quickly went to the restaurant where I got my usual table to write some. Managed to get two pages on the proverbial paper, and then it was time to call it a day and go back to relieve cousin Ed for a bit. Discovered where to get tickets for the concert while she went for a quick swim. Then it was my turn for a swim. Actually swam a mile, or something, which was awesome, despite the current that threatened to drag me closer to Marbella. Gawd, it’s been a while, and it was wonderful.

Once back things were still incredibly quiet, only sold a minimum of items, at which point there were suddenly the ladies we’d seen earlier came to fetch three packages of my burgers, and wanted two dog beds to boot. Then two girls from Liverpool came to chat, and they loved everything we had, and we really had to stop trying to talk them into buying more after one bought several bracelets and one of mom’s purses. They had some great tips for sending abroad. Gawd, I loved the accent of the one who was this petite little woman, with bright magenta hair that was partly braided to her skull. There were tattoos all over the place, and she claimed to have spent the previous evening getting snoggered, and was well on her way of getting there again, if it were up to her. (It was) The thing is, her voice totally reminded me of Patsy from "Absolutely Fabulous", which was…well, fabulous. Hah.
But anyway, in that last hour we sold another tie dye and jewelry, meaning that we had a lot less to pack when it was finally time to pack up for the day. Took us forever, of course. Didn’t drive off until seven, meaning that by the time we got home we’d been at it for 13 hours. Sigh. Not bad, though. The folks who made the expensive order two weeks ago came to pick the stuff up and paid without a hassle, so this was possibly the most profitable day we’ve had so far. Not the best day, mind you, but the most profitable one, most definitely. Hah. This was the last market during the day, instead the next one will be on a Saturday evening (the 13th, in fact) lasting only 'till midnight. :-) Luckily that will be solely crafts, so it'll mean less packing for us.

Once at home, big brother had supper waiting for us, so since my foot was effin’ killing we did that before unloading the car form the day’s “adventure”. After which big brother and I headed out again for a quick pick up of a donation, and to see if El Corte Inglés was still open so I could buy a ticket. It wasn’t, and I couldn’t, but no matter, the donation was a good one, so it was worth it going out. Didn’t get home until after ten, darn it.

Did some reading of the book, chatted a bit, posted a picture on the picture blog, and discovered the disaster. The concert tickets are waaaaaaay more than I can afford (seriously, that’s three dog vaccinations, for crying out loud) meaning that I have been somewhat bummed ever since. Seriously, I’ve been waiting for this grand event since 2005 (with the disastrous scam that robbed fans of their money all over the place), but what happens, it goes above my friggin’ budget, for crying out loud. Seriously, 30 bucks I could have scrounged together, but this…this is just too bad. *sobs* Finally I just went to bed for a much needed night of sleep. *sigh*

Woke on time, this morning. Strangely enough I was dreaming of finding a two year old toddler at the garbage. Was a cute little girl with pig tails and quite a mouth on her. Hah. Was momentarily confused by the time I woke up and figured that the person she reminded me of was me at that age. *shakes head* Wonky, I tell ya.

There were the normal chores such a laundry, followed by cutting bread because the dogs had somehow managed to get to the day’s food supply. Sneaky sneaks, the lot of them. Grrr.
While I went up to help Sally get ready for her doctor’s appointment, big brother fed the dogs, after which I could eat breakfast and start writing at the same time. Did manage to squeeze out Knight’s ear (like yesterday evening) but I’m worried that it’ll only get worse. Vet visit later in the day.

Caregiver went to hospital today, to see if she could tenant home, but she couldn’t. She had to stay at least another day. Luckily, she didn’t appear to mind.

Big brother and I had to get some groceries after lunch of Smacks with milk, and then came home to prepare a really late lunch of my patties on bread with lettuce, tomato, cheese and a load of sauces. Asked Sally if she wanted to eat, but she said she didn’t. Decided to let it go and try again later. Were preparing the lot of them when she came marching past with her stroller, claiming she was going to go to the Chinese bazaar to buy one thing or other. Rather than wage a whole battle trying to convince her, I continued making our lunch, and asked big brother to keep an eye on her. She hit our steep incline, at which point big brother asked if she was really going to climb it, at which point she said “yes, of course I am!”
Big brother remained silent, watched her go several steps, at which point she stopped and asked, “you think it’s too steep?”
“Yeah,” he answered, at which point she said, “okay” turned around and headed back to her cabin.

She’d just settled in her room, at which time lunch was ready and I went there to ask if she was hungry yet. She was, and cheerily joined us at the outside table for a quick lunch. That done big brother and I headed out again, this time to the vet with Knight II, and to get a load of old veggies at the veggie center in the village.

The vet wasn’t displeased with Knight’s ear, and said she wasn’t going stitch him again…thankfully. It is just so nice to see him without a cone, for crying out loud. She did the same thing I did with his ear, and told me she’d look at him again tomorrow morning when she will be coming over to vaccinate the dogs.

Got home after getting a small load of veggies from the center, did some writing, and then got down to blogging for the day…meaning I’m done now. I’m outta here. Hah

Knock-off

Song of the day: “Promise me” by Beverly Craven. Such an awesome song. I suddenly remembered it the day before yesterday and downloaded it, and it’s been going through my mind ever since. It definitely was one of my favs back in the day.

But anyway, the past couple of days have been relatively quiet…with me doing a solid nap both days because I was once again cross-eyed with exhaustion in the middle of the day on both counts. Yesterday was pretty bad, almost slept two hours straight, and today another hour. Those two end burner weeks are a killer, right?

Yesterday was another example of too short a night, but okay, we had an appointment we had to get to. The Opel fix. While Big brother and grandpa took the Land Rover to the village to get bread for the dog food, I headed for town to drop of the Opel. Chatted with the receptionist for a bit while the mechanic got to work on the car and big brother phoned that he was on his way to pick me up. Was still waiting when it became clear that not only the back brakes were bent out of shape, but the front ones were basically non-existent. *sigh* Up went the price, of course, and added to that, we also needed a new driver-side rearview mirror, so caching! But anyway, they were going to try to get the car done in one day, but I shouldn’t hold my breath. I didn’t, so I wasn’t too surprised when it turned out that they didn’t make it.

There was writing both today and yesterday. Not a lot, I’m still spending some time reading up on the story, but slowly and steadily I’m shlogging myself through this particularly difficult piece. I do know that so far it doesn’t read like romance, which is good, because that is what I’m aiming for. Hah

Spent some time in my kitchen both yesterday and today. The tiles had to be scraped clean and then washed, the latter of which Cousin Ed did today. They look beautiful, by the way. In particular since I used at least five different types of white tiles. Also sorted through the lazuli and turquoise tiles which I want to use over the counters, and discovered that I might not have enough of them. Gotta ponder that for a bit, try to figure out a solution that will work for me and my wallet, eh?

Had a rather fascinating experience at this rather big pawnshop in the city. I’ve got this ancient watch that I wanted to have a price estimation on, so I decided to go to this upscale place. It’s not that I want to sell it, I just want to know the price so I can consider it in an extreme emergency. So strange. He was looking at it, mumbling, saying that it was unlikely to be anything of considerable worth (most likely a fake), fifty to a hundred bucks at most. Then he put his tooth on it, had his colleague look at it, and kept mumbling about there being something off about it. He ended up offering me sixty bucks for it, and advised me to go to a specialty shop to get another opinion. I should just go there and say that they sent me, which I did, thinking all the while why he would offer me 60 bucks for a knockoff. *sigh* But anyway, the weirdness continued at the specialty shop, where the girl behind the register knew nothing about it, the old lady who mixed in on the talk and took out catalogues to check, and the guy who suddenly appeared from the upper office, took one suspicious look at me, glanced blithely at the watch and then said that it was a knockoff. Weird! I seriously don’t know what to think. I think I’ll look around some more. If they were lying to get it for a cheap price, they made a big error, because if that really is all you can get for it, I’m not selling it. Might as well use it then, right?

While I cooked, big brother went with Sally and Caregiver to the local health center for Sally’s leg. Considering the Opel wasn’t there, they’d need him to get Sally in and out of the car. Ate, edited and, well, I was of course late getting to bed. *sigh*

Today. Well, it started at six past nine when the receptionist at the garage called me to let me know that the mechanic had come in an hour early and that our car was ready and waiting for us. Yay.
It did mean rushing about. First rushing up to Sally’s place because apparently she’d fallen in her bathroom and was no longer able to get up. Took both big brother and me to get her to her feet, and she had another gash on her arm. We’re really going to have to work with her to get her mobile again, this is not going to work.

Then big brother and I (without coffee) headed out for town to pick up the car because caregiver had to leave for the hospital with Sally at 10:30. Pushed the speed limit a little, had big brother drop me off, paid the humongous bill and was back on the road five minutes later. Arrived home at 10:28 so I congratulated myself with my timing and went to have some breakfast. By the time big brother came home too, I had to head out again to bring Jane (tenant’s help) to the village. Chatted a bit of Spanish with her, and was back home in fifteen minutes or so. Put the stove in my kitchen! *bows* Thank you. Thank you very much. Hah

Made rather wonderful burgers with my patties. Again on the brown buns, which go splendidly with the lettuce, tomato, cheese, pepper and sauce. Stuffed our faces with lunch, had that nap I mentioned earlier and then had to take Knight II to the vet for his ear check-up. He still has some inflammation, so she could only take out half the stitches. Poor darling. He didn’t like it at all. Did manage to snatch a photograph of the vet’s receptionist, who’s a very nice lady, and I snatched some really good ones, I think. At least one of ‘m is going to end up at the photo blog site.

Picked up a batch of veggies at the distribution center for the dog food and arrived home in time for me to start on supper. Cauliflower with mustard seeds, mushrooms in cream on the side, and rice. Was happy with the end result, in particular since both tenant and Sally enjoyed it too.

Did some writing tonight, chatted some online including a whacky dude from Texas who’s trying to convince me to marry him. Hah. Poor guy for actually thinking that to be a good idea. He wouldn’t have a moment’s rest if I took him up on that. *chortle*

Well, that’s about it for me today. Almost one in the morning. Time for some shuteye, we have a yard to see to in the morning…oh, and there won’t be a market at Funny Beach this weekend. Nope. There’s some big party going on “San Juan” meaning that they won’t have the time nor space for stand holders. *does a happy dance* I’m gonna have a free weekend to get stuff done on my kitchen…hopefully. *winks*

3 hours! Yikes!

Song of the day: “You’re cooler than me” by Mike Posner. I still find it a catchy and funny song. End up bouncing around when it comes on (as in the radio of iTunes, not when it’s in my head) every time.

Bad news first. Well, not really bad, just troubling. Sitabah has been feeling “off” these past few days to when I saw her shiver this afternoon, and heard her moan and tuck in her stomach while she tried to lie down, we decided to play it safe and take her to the vet for a quick check. Otherwise you’ll see we’ll have to rush there during the night, or tomorrow after visiting hours. That’s always how it goes, ya know. So we went, and she got looked at, and turned out to have a fever. Also some mucus around the eyes, and a sensitive belly…so just to be sure she’ll be going on antibiotics for the next two weeks. *sigh*

But okay, we’ll just have to see how that goes for the next three to four days. On to the past couple of days, shall we. Well, I’ve opened another blog. Unlike this one where I just jabber on most of the time, I’ll be using that primarily as a photo blog I hope that in the near future I’ll be able to get some portraits on there, which is course the plan. Hah. Maybe I’ll even manage to talk some people on the market into posing. That would be cool. You’ll have to see. This is the link: http://samayasview.blogspot.com.es/
I’m going to try to post a picture on there a few times a week, but we’re going to have to see how that goes.

Today was a bit of an aberration, in particular since I felt absolutely awful this morning after I managed to write about one page in two hours. My ears were humming, my eyes stinging, and nausea swirled in my stomach. So rather than schlep my way through the day, I decided to head for bed and catch some zzzzs.

Slept for three friggin’ hours, and had the oddest dream that I was out for a job interview at this limo company. My interview involved driving the owner in a somewhat dilapidated looking Limo on a rather long and winding road that just kept going down and down. At a certain point I started to notice that the brakes were rather sloppy, which I mentioned to the owner, who just shrugged and told me to go on. I did, and once the road straightened out, we suddenly came across this rather massive bump in the road which I barely managed to go slow enough not to scrape the bottom of the car. I stopped right after, and looked at the interview guy who looked harried, got out, walked around the limo twice staring intently, and then said: “Can you start Sunday?”

*snort* That’s about when I woke up a little overheated and a little grumpy. Don’t you just hate wasting an afternoon like that? I sure do. But, admittedly, I’ve been burning the candle on both ends a little lately, so it’s not surprising that it caught up with me.

I was a good Sammie again, because I ate my meat right after. Didn’t complain (too much) stuffed it down my throat and only needed one chocolate cookie afterward to rinse the taste away. Hah. Then it was time to start loading the car for tomorrow’s market. Since we’re sharing a spot with someone, we’ll have to arrange everything different than the last few times, so I’m taking less tables. Less hauling that way anyway.

Sally came back home today. It was a close call whether it was going to be yesterday, but alas, another trip to the hospital had to be taken. Sally was her usual (at least what is usual for her these days) grumpy self and needed quite a bit of help after two weeks of inactivity.
No time for cooking today…luckily yesterday was an entirely different matter.
The day started at usual (too early to my liking, hah) with the normal chores after which we had to rush into the yard because the past two days hadn’t allowed for us to water the plants at all. Poor darlings were looking miserable, so we spent about an hour watering the lot, harvesting broccoli, sugar peas and zucchinis. In other words, dinner. Hah.

What followed was an hour and a half of writing, after which big brother helped tenant to her bed for a nap while I started to do some cleaning in the carport, because let’s face it, the place was starting to look like a pigsty. Hah. We had tentatively planned to work on the kitchen, but what the hey, another day won’t matter. Hah

Had to go out again, another donation, food past the expiration date for the dogs, mind you. Much appreciated that, what with the price dog food rising steadily.

Grandpa wasn’t feeling well in the morning, but luckily it got better during the day. He did call the doctor, just to be sure that it had nothing to do with the pills. According to the doctor it was unlikely, so grandpa was reassured by that.

Played around with my camera a little yesterday. Got some nice shots done, know a little more about the machine. So far I am happy with the thing. It’s pretty much self-explanatory, and I think I’ll get it figured out in time.
Also messed with the new blog, of course, trying out letter types and all. It’ll take some time, but then it should look very nice at some point. Hah

Cooking involved the morning’s harvest. Broccoli with the sugar peas baked in butter, with rice and coconut milk-curry zucchinis on the side. It went down remarkably well.

Knight II’s ear is doing well enough, all things considered and…yikes almost midnight. I gotta go. In six hours I gotta be up again. :-)