it's a good day...for laundry

Today we are finally getting a day-long gentle rain that everything outside so desperately needed. I think it's too late for the corn, but the grapes can always use it. The weather finally cooled down, but with the rain it feels swampy in the house. I don't want to shut the windows and turn on the air because I waited all winter to have the windows open.
I've been watching a lot of news, mostly too see weather updates. I've never noticed before, but the FOX station has real quirky music going to commercial. Yesterday they played part of Black Sabbath's The Wizard, then later Bjork's Army of Me. They always just play the parts with no vocals. Black Sabbath really blew me away. Maybe next they'll play some Motorhead?
I was taking the laundry down to the basement when I saw Stubby in the bird feeder. Stubby is a squirrel that has only an inch of his tail. Kinda looks like a fat-butt woodchuck in the yard, except when he jumps into the tree. Funny stuff. Husband always names the animals that grace our yard.
As you can tell, not much going on here! Next up on the agenda is vacuuming the swamp-house.
Later this week is a big craft fair in Amish country, I'll be spending some quality time with Mom. I'll write about that and we'll see what tools Jebediah did and did not use. There's a photographer that will be displaying his stuff there that I saw in Ann Arbor. In Ann Arbor he had a metal frame in pieces on a table, and when I was looking at his work, I knocked the frame off the table and it made a big racket. I'll ask him is he got any frames I can bang around at the Amish craft fair.
Diabetic chihuahua is limping pretty bad today. He had kneecaps that slid in and out of place as a pup, and now he has hip trouble. His vision is real bad too. Now he can't see in daylight either. A couple days ago his face was swollen, only on one side. He didn't eat anything out of the ordinary, so I think he got stung. I gave him some of his prescription that the vet said we can keep on hand for situations like that, and he acted very groggy for the rest of the day. As much hell as he gives the cat, there's an understanding there. When the dog isn't right, the cat will check on him, actually walking along side of him and getting in front of him and staring straight in the face, then goes on his way. It's like "you alright, man?". Otherwise the dog will chase him and end of story.