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Sometimes I think we're all tightrope walkers suspended on a wire two thousand feet in the air, and so long as we never look down we're okay, but some of us lose momentum and look down for a second and are never quite the same again: we know. ~Dorothy Gilman The Tightrope Walker |
| One of my dogs had to go to the vet today. She seems to be in a little pain - she yelped the other day when my daughter sat next to her on the couch. The vet thinks she is getting arthritis and gave her some medicine. They want her to come back next Friday for bloodwork and X-rays just to make sure. Her name is Fluff. Fluff used to be her nickname. When we got her, she was named Bitsy, but she was so extremely Fluffy that we called her Fluff. Finally we called her that so many times that she came to see it as her name. And it was a good thing, too. My mother got a new dog and named her Bitsy. I tell my mother all the time that she stole my dogs name, to which she always replies "Well, your dog had another name you could use." So far I haven't been able to come up with an answer to that. |
| Yesterday was Matt's birthday. He's 16. We planned the celebration for today, but we could have had it yesterday, we just didn't know. My husband has taken a preaching job in Lake, Mississippi, which is about an hour from where we live, and we thought he would be over there all day, since it was Sunday. However, the weather was supposed to be extremely bad last night and that church is mostly (heck, all but one couple) older people, so they wanted to cancel evening services so he wound up coming home mid-afternoon. The reason we didn't go to Lake with him this week is because Anna Claire had an all-weekend retreat with the youth of the church we used to go to and I had to pick her up from the church at 10:30. He says he had a good birthday, though, doing mostly spur-of-the-moment stuff. His friend Gunter came to our house, and Bristol from around the corner went with both of them to see a movie they had all been wanting to see, Escape Room. Now we are getting ready to go out to eat lunch. We have caught a snag in Matt's indecisiveness however. With him it is a downfall to live in a place with too many restaurants, because now he can't decide where to go. He had decided on a place to go a few weeks ago and now he can't remember where that was. I texted his sister who is in college to get her to make suggestions, he tends to listen to listen to her, so maybe we will come to a conclusion before long. |
| I have a cough. I don't feel bad otherwise. I sound like I feel bad because my voice is trying to go out, but I don't even have a fever. I'm thinking I just have sinus drainage. It was raining the night my daughter had her sleep study and my shoes got so wet that they weren't quite dry the next morning. That's probably part of what brought this on. I have been trying to avoid going to the store for cough medicine because I don't want to get out and I also don't want to spend the money. I found out that Benadryl will stop your cough. If you don't mind being in a stupor, Benadryl is GREAT for coughs. I took one last night and slept like a log. This morning I decided I would just be sleepy as long as I could quit coughing. I had stopped taking my Vitamin C because I was trying to cut down on the number of pills I take (all supplements, no prescriptions - mostly vitamins) but I guess that one is important. My mother is determined I have the flu, but I took a flu shot in September, plus my temp is normal. So there. She keeps telling me just to rest and keep telling her that I am resting, but you can't just rest 24 hours a day. It's amazing how much will get backed up if I don't either do it myself or have the argument with my kids to do it themselves. Dern. Plus I don't feel bad enough just to stay in the recliner all day. I have been on a new eating plan (the word diet has fallen into disfavor, evidently) and I have extra energy. Which is good, but doesn't go with having a day of rest so you can recover from illness. Ah, well. |
| I know this is the second blog entry of five items and that life doesn't happen in groups of five, but mine has lately. So there. 1. It has rained and rained for days and days, to the point that I have declared my intention not to set foot out the door another time until it stops raining. Truly, I am frustrated with all this bad weather. My shoes got wet last night and still weren't all the way dry this morning. Ick. My dogs, who have a dog door, like to go out and get wet, then come in and love on me. Very funny. 2. Last night my 17-year-old daughter had a sleep study. I am quite sure she does not have sleep apnea. In fact, I am not positive why her doctor cooked this up, but I went with it. I stayed up there with her. We both slept better than I thought we would. I thought we would come home and fall into bed. Well, I did fall into bed, and it was SO COMFORTABLE, but guess what? I was wide awake and so was Anna Claire. It wasn't until around 1:00 this afternoon that we both felt sleepy. 3 I have discovered that a subscription to Reader's Digest magazine is only $15 for two years, so I subscribed to it. I used to love Reader's Digest when I was a teenager. In fact, my mother had this boyfriend whose mother had a great big collection of old copies of Reader's Digest and I loved going to her house to read them. She had them all in a row on a shelf next to the stairs in her house. I would sit on the stairs by the hour and devour as many issues as I could. 4. I ordered several things from this pizza place nearby for lunch. I wanted pasta, some wanted pizza, plus I ordered a dessert pizza, which I don't usually do. We sat here hungrily, looking out the window. Around fifteen minutes after it was supposed to get here, we felt as though we were going to wither away, so I called them. Their driver didn't show up to work. I sent my kids up there to get it. The lady working there felt so bad she gave us some free stuff and upsized our dessert pizza to a large. 5. I got my old Sherlock Holmes books out and I have been re-reading them. I had my first library job as a shelver at South Hills library when I was 18 years old. This is where I discovered I loved Arthur Conan Doyle's stuff and that he had written other things besides Sherlock. Now you know what I know. |
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