We done good…..

Yesterday I went over to the ex’s so he could check over the car and see what needed to be done before winter.
Like my transmission.
Which needs a flushing.
Included in the car check was dinner with him and Tember.
Well Tember and I ate and the ex had some drinks.
It was not as hard as I thought sitting there with him talking as he drank.
 
It took us a long time but the ex and I are friends.
Yesterday after he looked over the car the three of us sat in the shop chatting.
The ex and I chatted and Tember had a little input here and there.
As always. 
Our topics included property tax, divorce and how we should proceed. 
Discovered the previous rush had to do with the now ex-girlfriend who wanted to get married.
Turns out the ex didn’t.
Also they are looking at building in two years. 
Ex has a really good plan for himself.
And to be honest I am really proud of how far he has come in the last five years.
He even made a comment about how the split between the two was amicable neither had cheated.
I took it in stride. 
He was not being mean to me.
He was stating a fact.
And I understood he was not casting stones at me. 
We are passed that.
 
Our conversation segued into him telling me how at work on Sunday’s he checks the weekly obits.
And some of his friends are dying.
Which when you consider he is only 49 top age of a previous friend who passed away 51. 
Kinda scary when you think about it.
The ex is doing well with his weight and controls his diabetes with exercise and diet.
Last night he said that he might quit drinking in the future but not now.
We were discussing my nearly 90 days sober and he wanted to know what precipitated my desire to quit.
 
Discovering that his fly was down the ex asks:
Why did you not tell me my fly was down?
Me: Well I didn’t notice. (Not looking there so hello…..)
 
Tember at this time looks at the two of us and announces: 
If this is what an adult is about…..sitting and talking about death and taxes. And loans. And building houses. And divorce. That is just boring. I do not want to be an adult.
 
Worried your child is growing up to quickly the above is a detailed explanation of how to send them running back to childhood.
 
Was telling the ex how when I look at Tember I see so much of him in our son that I did not realize how many features we shared until I had taken a different picture of us. 
Showed it to him and he is looking at my eyes. 
I had still been drinking at that time. 
Tember is getting all embarrassed.
 
Me: He is not all that bad other than sometimes words come out of his mouth before his brain catches up.
Ex: That he gets from me. Oooops did I say that?
Me: And the eye rolling. 
Ex: That he got from you.
Me: He does it a lot. See?
Tember wails: I am not doing it on purpose.
Ex and I bellow with laughter and Tember is looking all hurt.
Me: Buddy no we are not laughing at you. We are laughing because your dad has literally heard those exact same words come out of my mouth.
 
Genetics have a funny way of showing up.
 
Lastly Tember begins his ‘mom you shrank’ dance and I told him off.
Stop with the growing.
My runners are flat little canvas shoes no rubber.
He is wearing hiking boots.
Standing on the top part of the curve on the slope of the shop entrance. 
No determination was made.
Tember did say he did a ‘test’ on the computer and he is going to be 6’2″ according to that.
Which lead to a height aligning with his dad.
As you can see in all three pictures which I snapped one right after another they have the same expressions on their faces.
And yes I did ask the ex for permission before I posted his picture here.

 

Have a magnificent Monday loves.
I am having a lazy holiday Monday.
 
©Oct. 12/20
Pictures are my own

Aliens Have Landed!

I realized that there have been no feline updates in the last little while so I thought……..
Thomas returned to the vet’s yesterday.
He has lost 1.4 lbs which I thought was good but the vet felt that it might have been a little fast in the last month.
I am not feeding him a lot at once but several smaller meals throughout the day which is the way to go.
And even though I have cut his portions back he is eating less.
Not gorging.
Several small meals a day is not hard when I am off and a little trickier when I am working.
So for the foreseeable future I will be coming home on my half hours to feed both him and Loki.
What precipitated the vet visit is that I had noticed Thomas’ belly hanging down and it looked like there was liquid in there.
When both Tember and I touched it it felt liquidy.
Turns out that it is normal.
It is the fat pad.
It will go away although the skin will still hang down.
His energy levels are also starting to come back up as well.
He is playing with Loki.
Running around the house.
Cuddling.
Curling up in my lap.
He is happier.
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As for the little monster.
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The chin biting is becoming a thing of the past.
Not totally yet but getting close.
He is still a food bully…..
although I have discovered why…..
when he eats all the food on one side of the bowl he cannot/will not eat the other side until I turn the bowl.
So if I am not paying attention off he goes butting Thomas or Lucky out of the way.
Thomas walks off.
Lucky just looks at him and goes back to eating.
The little fiend has developed a taste for my plants.
Despite having a thing of cat grass to eat.
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I discovered he had torn one little lone root out of my pot and was chasing the poor thing around the floor.
After catching him and removing the little guy which I put back in his pot I decided to search…..
How to keep cats/kittens from digging in plants.
River stones. Smooth. Where am I getting these?
Hang them up. No? Really? If I could I would.
Spray bottle. Not working.
Tin foil. Place over the soil and it will keep them from digging.
So I did.
And it has.
Loki looked at it and tried touching but did not like.
We will see if this really does help.
For now it looks like aliens have landed in my living room.
©Sept. 25/20
Pictures are my own