Little Roxie the Doxie under one of her favorite blankies. This little rescue dog is SO spoiled....
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It's been a long day today, for some reason. It's only 10 PM and I feel like I have been awake for a hundred hours. Didn't do much today besides tend critters and vacuum and clean the big bathroom. And finish reading the second book in the Hunger Games trilogy. And lay around. Just kinda tired today...
Got a call from my sister, telling me that my niece (who lost a baby over a year ago) had a sonogram today. It's a boy, it's big, it's healthy. Good news for everyone concerned.
It was crisp and chilly today...enough to make you put on a coat and gloves when you ventured out. Tomorrow is slated for the low 50's and Saturday for the mid 50's. Then all hell is gonna break loose, and all next week will have highs around 20. I keep forgetting it's mid January...
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Feeling a little low. Mary Moon's mother died yesterday, and reading her blog has stirred up all kinds of memories and feelings about the death of my own mother, 33 years ago. Wow. 33 years ago. I was 27...certainly too young to deal with the death of a mother I had such a hard life with...but, maybe you're never old enough. At any rate, I have been thinking about it all day, and that's probably part of the reason for my tiredness as well. Nothing that can be changed. And I always think it should be less traumatic by now, and I guess it is, a little. But it's still a strong memory and it still affects me in ways that surprise me. Even now, after all these years. And I think, I am tired of death, of people dying, of the scars that it leaves on my heart. Of course, that's foolish...everything and everyone dies sometime. But the gamut of emotions is exhausting...sick people die, and it's a blessing. Babies die, and it's a travesty. Old people die, and it's their time. And it's mysterious and it's frightening and it's a relief and it's inevitable. But all in all, we feel like we are such victims of a fickle fate. Because we can't control it..and we are a people who SO like to control things.
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Anyway....
Tomorrow I am calling and making an appointment with a place called Riverbend Physical Medicine. They are a medical/chiropractic/wellness group that I have been researching, and hopefully they can help me with these problems I'm having. Pain, neuropathy, severely stiff joints. Weight gain (again). I have dragged my feet long enough...it's getting to the point where I am crying from pain sometimes. It's ridiculous. They take Medicare and I have no supplemental insurance, so hopefully they won't laugh me out the door. And hopefully I won't go bankrupt trying to get this taken care of.
Then I have a date at noon with a friend to hit a meeting. I need one. lol
Saturday I have a friend coming out for lunch. That will be nice, especially as the day is supposed to be in the mid 50's. Not sure what I'll make...probably some french onion soup and salad. Easy enough. Whatever I make she will appreciate. It will be good, spending time with women I care about. I've been home, in my head, for a little too long. I'm still not completely over this bug, and the nightime coughing gets a little icky. I've been putting Vicks on my chest and throat before bed, and that helps a lot. Arrgghhh...I wish it would just go away, but that doesn't seem to be the nature of this beast.
Alright. It's almost 11 PM, so I can go to bed now. lol My son stopped in after work to tell me that he didn't get the little house in the country he was hoping for. I managed to not jump up and down cheering. lol It won't be long before he will be going though, I can feel it. It's right. I know that. But I sure love having him here.....even though I don't see him everyday.
Sweet dreams, friends.
Namaste.
This is a batch of Puttansca sauce for the spaghetti for tonight's supper. I made spaghetti and salad and bread. Earthy fare for a cold night.
Didn't get any pictures of the beautiful salad I made because we were starving.
And since it was cold enough to freeze your hiney, I stayed in the house almost all day. Had to go out and do the chooks of course, first thing. Their water bowl was frozen solid and they were none too happy about the frigid day out there. It was about 16 when I first got up, but made it all the way up to 26 before the day was over and it started to spiral back down. Supposed to get down to 12 tonight.
I made a batch of artisan bread dough around noon and turned on the oven and decided to make oatmeal applesauce cookies. It cozied up the house right nice. The dough has to raise about 5 hours, so I thought that would work out pretty good for fresh bread for supper.
Here it is, resting for half an hour before going into the oven. Boy, was it ever good. The batch made one large loaf and 2 smaller loaves and I went ahead and baked them all because there's not much room in the fridge for a bowl of dough. lol
I took a shower after the Irishman tonight and so only had enough hot water left for about half the dishes. So, I still have work waiting for me in the other room. lol Not that much left though, if you don't count the nasty mess I made all over the stovetop. No matter how hard I try, I always make a mess when I make spaghetti sauce. Every time. sigh...
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Had a relatively productive day today. Have you ever noticed that no matter how many times you do laundry, you always have to do it again? lol 3 loads today. And decided to wait until tomorrow to wash the love seat covers. Got company coming for lunch on Wednesday. I also got the nasty aquarium cleaned. That's a job I despise...it always takes longer than I think it's going to. You have to siphon water out of it and vacuum the rocks...and replace about 2/3 of the water. It's a little over a 30 gallon aquarium, so it's no mean feat hauling 4- 5 gallon buckets of dirty fish poop water from the living room to the bathroom. Can I just say...YUCK ! lol Then (because I don't do it often enough) I have to scrape the top of the walls and down along the bottom as well. Lime buildup mostly, mixed in with a little algae. It has 2 filters that have to be taken out, scrubbed down (slime--YUCK) and have the cartridges replaced. It looks really good once it's done, but lordy....
3 things on my list that didn't get done. But there's always tomorrow...Of course, tomorrow's list already has 6 things on it. (I can't win). lol
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Alright. Dishes are finished, stovetop is sparkly clean. Everything's put away. Roxie is all snuggled in her doggie bed, Miss Molly McGee is asleep on the sofa, covered up with one of the fleece blankets. Bella and Caylee are in here sleeping at my feet, snoring softly and chasing rabbits in their dreams. All the cats are in, the bird is covered and chirping now and then to remind me that tomorrow is his day for a housecleaning.
Outside the sky is clear and dark, and everything is already completely iced over. Supposed to warm up some by Wednesday...that'll be nice.
My bedtime is here. Mr. Sandman....here I come !!
Namaste.
Only it didn't feel like winter. It felt like late spring, with temperatures already in the mid-fifties when I checked the computer at 9 AM. Insanity. Yesterday and today both were about 20-30 degrees above typical. (Since there doesn't seem to be a "normal" anymore). The birds and squirrels were all bandy-ing about and even the chickens were in rare form. I spent a little time doing some outside chores this morning and then moved myself inside to do a little of that too. I washed the bedsheets and swept some floors, but mostly I made a small pot of vegetable soup for lunch, with garlic bread. That's what the Irishman and I had for lunch.
By about 3 o'clock, the clouds started gathering and the sky darkened. The temps started slowly falling and the wind picked up a little. By 5 it was starting to rain. And now it is late, and 32 degrees and the rain is a light mix of snow and rain. Nothing serious, but bone chilling cold. We spent the evening in front of the tv and under a blanket. We watched Shrek2 and then we watched Cowboys and Aliens, as we ate a supper of giant burritos filled with a ground beef, peppers and onions mixture, simmered in enchilada sauce, refried pinto beans, sliced black olives, chopped onion and lettuce, cheese and sour cream and salsa. They were good. And filling. And warming. lol
Now all the puppies and kitties and husbands are in bed and sleeping and I'm in here pecking away at the keyboard. I should be in bed, but I'm not. My head hurts and I'm coughing, but otherwise, the bug seems to be on it's way out.
Thank Goodness. I'm really tired of not feeling good. I have things to do, darn it.
Okay. I do need to go to bed. I've missed my goal bedtime by an hour. Not acceptable. lol
I was thinking today of things I'd like to get on with in the coming year...and one of them is making more and more of my own stuff like soaps, toothpaste, etc. I found some recipes to try today making toothpaste using coconut oil. Can't wait to try it. I make my own laundry soap. I make several cleaners for the house. I make my own fabric freshener. I make cough medicine. I make spice mixtures. I looked at some recipes for making a home made version of Dr Bronners Peppermint Castille liquid soap...OMG. I'll be buying that. Making liquid soap is an ordeal. LOL.
My head is getting goopy....I'm off to sleepytime.....
Namaste.
(This is my Fairie Santa from the Poconos).
I spent a good part of this softly rainy day taking down and putting away Christmas decorations. Transitioning from the holidays of the past year to the smart cleanliness of the incoming time. (Snork) Okay, well at least to the Not Holidays Anymore time. lol It's amazing how much dust collects during the winter season, and then you put things away and have to dust everything too. It was almost too much, lol. I still have a couple of holiday scarves and table coverings out, but they'll need washing first anyway before being put away. I got quite a bit done. And tomorrow's another day...
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My husband is in the living room watching the scariest movie I have ever seen again. Contagion. We have watched it together twice and this is probably twice he has watched it by himself. Not me. I don't need to watch it again, thank you. Although I can still hear it from in here...and I did remark on how familiar that cough sounds....lol There was a segment on tonight's 6 o'clock news (I usually don't watch it, but was in the middle of doing something and didn't get the channel changed in time). They said that the flu outbreak in Illinois was epidemic and that 550 people had been admitted to ICU's. Nationwide, 28 babies have died from it. Local hospitals are changing some of their protocols about visitors, etc and hospital personell procedures. Safety measures. At least 2 different strains of the flu virus have been identified, so flu shots are not helping because at least one of the flu strains is not in the vaccine.
I feel better today and so does my Irishman. But we didn't have the flu either, I don't think...just a head banger of a nasty cold.
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It has suddenly started raining in earnest. All day it's just been drizzly and grey, wetting down the earth nicely, for sure, but not a barnstormer of a rain. It's been a little bizarre, as the temperatures started climbing and got up to 55 at about 7 PM. They're saying it will be 60 by midnight. And then tomorrow will be sunny and beautiful and by late Monday night it will be snowing again. O, my spinning head.
I have an abundance of eggs piling up. So, like any good little farmwife, I thought I'd make something for supper that used a lot of eggs...I pulled out mushrooms, kale, onions, garlic, broccoli and sweet red and orange peppers and lightly sauteed them in a skillet. I seasoned it with dried basil, pepper and a touch of salt. I sprayed a glass pie pan with olive oil and dumped all the veggies in. sprinkled a bit of cheese on top, and then beat up about 8 eggs in a bowl and poured it over the top. Then I baked it in the oven at 350 degrees for about 45 minutes, maybe less. In the meantime, I oiled up my cast iron skillet, put about half a stick of butter in there along with some olive oil, sliced 4 large red potatoes into it and then half an onion. I stirred it all around a little and then put a lid on it, coming back from time to time to stir it 'round again. I picked some fresh rosemary off my plant, seasoned the potatoes with salt, pepper and garlic powder and tossed in that rosemary. It was a smell that would have pleased the gods !! I put the lid back on and cooked those taterrs to an almost overdone crispiness.
It was a heavenly supper.
I got a gift in the mail today from an old childhood friend, a cookbook called Fifty Shades of Chicken, by FL Fowler. I've been smiling since I opened it and started reading the Introduction. Check this book out. It's a KEEPER. It's food porn if I've ever seen it. And the recipes and photographs are...sensual, heart-stopping and fabulous.
All it says about the author is that FL Fowler is a pseudonym. LOL
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My mailman remarked today that "somebody must be loved--mail from the East Coast and mail from the West Coast !! I got a second package from a friend who sent me some recovery books he had found while de-cluttering. It was wonderful...I do love prezzies !!! (Especially on rainy days). The boxes wouldn't fit in the mailbox down at the road, so he had to bring them up to the house. yay--I didn't have to go down there in the rain. ;)
Alright--I have other earth shattering things to do tonight, so I'll finish this up and get to them.
Namaste.
...go a long, long way. And never am I more aware of this truth than when I am ill. When every tiny thing seems monumental to me. When the smallest things bring me comfort, or relief, or just joy.
And I have been sick, sick, sick. Sine Friday night. I spent Saturday, Sunday and Monday in bed. Almost continually. Coughing, exhausted, slightly feverish (so says the Irishman, I didn't think so). Absolutely unable to function. I'd get up, stay up for about an hour or maybe 2 (not usually) and go back to bed. I managed to drink enough water to not get dehydrated. I had lemon, honey and ginger tea each time I was up. I nibbled bits of food. And went back to bed. I was in bed so much that it hurt. lol My back, my hips...ai yi yi...
As most of you know, I still refuse to get flu shots. I went to 2 AA meetings in a week, and I'm pretty sure that's where I got it. Maybe. My nephew was sick with something when he was here at Christmas, which my son and husband consequently came down with too. There are so many people around here sick with various forms of something or other...I personally know at least 5 people who have been sick enough to be hosptalized. Most of them have had flu shots.
The Irishman has taken very good care of me and of things around the house. Yesterday I turned a corner and felt SO GOOD..that I immediately rushed outside in the warm spring-like air and did a few silly things, like scrape ice off the back deck and sweep down the front deck. I caught up laundry and vacuumed the house. I hung the dog blankets and the people couch blankets out on the line to air out. I opened all the windows and shut off the furnace and aired out the house. I should be doing that window thing right now--it's 53 degrees out there ! But I don't feel quite so chipper today. Thinking maybe I jumped the gun a little....
Beth tells me they're forecasting about 2 inches of rain for us down here tomorrow. That means I really should get dressed and go out and do a little shopping so that I don't have to go out tomorrow. But honestly...I just don't feel up to driving anywhere....I have enough coffee for tomorrow morning. So there's nothing I absolutely HAVE to get today. I'm gonna play it by ear. I am a little stir crazy. But I'm thinking that a nap sounds like a good idea right now. I can't decide anything--that should tell me somethng. lol
My Christmas decos are still everywhere, and I don't care. I got the piles of dog hair up yesterday, and things freshened up a bit, so now worries there. The dishes are done and there are leftovers in the fridge, enough to get us by one more day, at least. On Monday, when the Irishman went back to work,, I got out of bed around 9 and went out back to get the chickens out and promptly fell on the ice at the bottom of the back step. A solid sheet of it. And hit my bad knee hard and bruised my hip, elbows and knees. I just lay there for a minute, crying in that pitiful, snot-choked sobbing that only I can do so well...I just couldn't take one more thing, you know ? LOL I really hurt from that fall. That was the evening that my neighbor called my husband at work to stop by on his way home, because she made supper for us. I felt so blessed to have such a wonderful neighbor...and she made a whole meal: a comfort food casserole (chicken tettrazini), a lovely green salad, birthday cupcakes and bread. That small kindness meant the world to me. People were calling and sending me Facebook birthday wishes on Sunday, and I was too sick to barely acknowledge them. But just knowing that someone was thinking of me seemed like the grandest thing in the world at that moment. The Irishman brought me home flowers and a lovely card and a get well card and a beautiful wooden Bobby Flay salad bowl and spoons. And he promised me that next weekend --WHEN I WAS WELL-- we would go out and celebrate twice to make up for my being so sick on my 60th birthday.
I am one lucky duck.
And now, I think it's time for a nap.
Namaste...
Granny is rearranging the furniture, and I had the guys move the big giant queen sized hideabed across the room to a different location. Then I had them move the big solid oak table with the cabinet on the bottom that is full of vinyl record albums. Then I looked around and said...well..and they both lit out of here so fast you'd have thought they were trying to outrun the devil. LOL I guess they weren't going to risk having to move those things back to where they were...
But I got it all done. And vacuumed. And cleaned out window sills. And put clean slipcovers on the loveseats. And moved the lighter furniture around myself mostly. And I am pretty happy with the way it all looks.
I think.
It's a change anyway...it's not been rearranged since about 2009. It was due.
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I spent most of yesterday working on a fleece blanket for the Irishman. I was going to make him a Green Bay Packers blanket, but they didn't have any Packers fleece. Said they could order some, but because of NFL licensing, the price was so high I said forget it. Here's what I did instead.
A nice native design. It's that lighter red color on the other side. Turned out nice, and I got it all done before the Irishman got home from work, even got it washed and into the dryer. He's fighting a bad cold, and after supper when he was sitting on the couch looking miserable, I got the warm blanket out of the dryer and put it over him. He loves it. I decided to make it bigger than the ones I usually make, so bought 3 yards of fleece for each side...omg...it was too big for my bed (queen sized) so I had to do it in increments...I won't do that again. It's really almost too big. The other ones, that I make with 2 yards are a little short for a man, perfect for me, so maybe 2.5 yards next time? lol Live and learn.
Hours later now...both of us are marginally sick with a cold now. Boo. Drinking lots of lemon, honey and ginger tea, taking some aspirin and getting some rest. We've been snuggled up on the couch most of the evening/late afternoon. Heated up some leftover wild rice and topped with leftover tofu and vegetables in peanut sauce. Finished off the onion soup at lunch. Just finished all the dishes from all day (including breakfast --good grief! It was a lot of dishes!!) and thought I'd come in and finish up this post before heading for an early bedtime.
Temps have warmed up a little. We've been having nighttime temps in the low teens and single digits...tonight is only supposed to get down to 27. It was brilliantly sunny all day, but breezy and a little cool. They're saying it will be 40 tomorrow and rainy and then sunny again on Sunday and just a little cooler. Sunday is my big 6-0 birthday...sun would be a good present. lol
If he is able to crawl out of here, the Irishman has plans to hit the big Boat and Fishing show this weekend. He'll only go tomorrow, and only if he feels better than he does now, I suspect. The poor baby is feeling pretty miserable.
Sunday we will go to dinner and probably a movie. All depends, again, on if we get sicker. There is a lot of crud floating around out here, and lots of people we know are sick. One of my son's friends said that half the kids in her son's 2nd grade class were out. Yikes.
Alrighty...I'm outta here. Have a good weekend, everyone....
Namaste.
The very first day of the year...now in it's jammies and heading for bed. It was a cold dry day here on Honeysuckle Hill...perfect for staying in and watching movies and eating popcorn. So, that's what we did.
Last nights celebration was stupendous. The lobster tails were broiled to perfection. The steaks were amazing, considering I cooked them in a bit of butter and olive oil in my big cast iron skillet. Actually I do them like that anytime the weather isn't conducive to using the outdoor grill, and we really like them like that. It sears the outside and leaves the inside pink, just the way we like them. I made a brown and wild rice pilaf, mixed with leftover sauteed cabbage and garlic, onions and crimini mushrooms. And a beautiful mixed greens salad with vegetables and steamed baby beets from our garden. It was fantastic. For dessert we had an Impossible Coconut Custard pie.
Let me tell you something...that dang pie was scrumptious ! And even though I ran out of milk and had to use evaporated mixed with water, the filling was still beautiful and custard-y. It's one of those recipes that has flour mixed into the pie filling, and so creates this thin layer on the bottom...and we loved it ! It looks like hashbrowns. lol I'm going to put the recipe on my other blog...
So, we ate until we could barely move (not really) and then at midnight (miracle of miracles, we were still awake), we opened a bottle of sparkling grape juice and toasted in the new year. I got an immediate headache from it. Not sure if it was the sugar or what. I was in bed by 1 and snuggled up to my husband, and thankful for our life together.
This morning I didn't get up until almost 10. Shocking !! lol When I had a little coffee in me, I asked the Irishman if he was hungry and we looked at each other and laughed. So, I got out the leftover rice pilaf and heated some up, divided it into 2 bowls and poached us each 2 eggs to go on top. It was perfect.
closet.
We talked about going to the movies. We talked about cleaning out the guest room closet. We talked about taking the dogs to the park. (I really had no intention of doing that...the temps here today never hit 30. It's 15 right now.) In the end we drove into town and picked up 3 movies and came home and made the worlds biggest bowl of buttered popcorn, sprinkled with nutritional yeast and drank a small bottle of root beer. For supper I made us plates of sliced apples and cheese, summer sausage and fried ham bits, sesame crackers, quinoa tortilla chips and spinach dip. And, of course, more pie.
I have started book 2 of the Hunger Games Trilogy, called Catching Fire.
So, here we go. Into the new year. I didn't really make any resolutions this year, which is strange because I usually do. I have randomly thought about things I want to do differently, and things I want to do more of. But I'm afraid that's about it. lol
Tomorrow I will clean out that guest room closet, which is a catch-all repository for everything from wrapping paper to kitchen appliances to apple butter to cans of paint that can't be left in the garage to freeze over the winter. It should be exciting, rather like an archaeological dig, I suppose.
For now, I am going to try to establish a regular bedtime of midnight or so. I feel better when I sleep regular hours. And already tonight, I am up past midnight...so--farewell !!
Namaste.
