Beautiful day!
What a day yesterday was. Sunny and gorgeous with a temperature of 70 degrees. I managed to rake up another two trash barrels full of magnolia blossoms.
The Curmudgeon seemed in better spirits could it be the Tecfidera is already helping? I think yes!
Marinated four boneless skinless chicken breasts in McCormick Baja Citrus marinade to grill for dinner. They were delicious.
I cleaned and refilled the bird bath, and did a little cleaning out of the garden areas.
Today I hope to run my weed whacker by the driveway and around the ex-pond area, do a bit of raking, transplanting, and mulching. And then collapsing on the couch with my Kindle and Lucy after dinner…which reminds me, what the heck am I going to make?
Quick note tonight.
The Curmudgeon’s neurologist called him into her office today. He is now back on a lower dose of Tecfidera! Here’s hoping we see improvement again.
I got my flowers planted in the flower boxes on the front porch.
Grumble growl
Another bad day here at Casa Doggonedmysteries. The Curmudgeon forgot to take some of his medications the night before and the result was enough weakness that he had to wake me early and spend the rest of the day in bed.
Ah, yes. Waking me early means I get maybe a couple hours of sleep. It means I need to be heavily caffeinated. It means I am a real cranky pants. Not a nice person.
What should’ve taken me a couple of hours to do took me all day because I was playing nurse, and errand boy while trying to rake up the magnolia tree petals. And even though I got up many 30 gallon trash barrels full, after the wind we had later, it looks like I did nothing.
I am so freaking tired!
Happy Beltane all.
Whoohoo! I did good!
My cardiologist is thrilled with my cholesterol levels and says my heart sounds terrific. However, he has ordered a stress test since it has been a while since I had one. Oh boy something to look forward to next month.
It’s been almost four years since I had the heart attack. Doesn’t seem like that amount of time has passed.
No fun watching them grow old
Gavin, the poor old boy, can no longer jump into the chair with The Curmudgeon and, last night, had trouble getting off the chair. When he wants up on the chair we have to help him and by cracky we will help him.
He can still jump up on the couch, most of the time.
He tries to bounce around and tease me and Lucy when he can. He looks funny doing an elderly bully hucklebutt. It’s a slow motion one. He’s very tolerant of lively Lucy too.
In November, he’ll be 14 years old. He barks when he sees people pass by the yard. I don’t think he sees very well and is relying on his nose more and more.
He’s got a floppy ear, a crumpled ear, lumps and bumps and warts. His breath stinks. He’s our resident worrier and whiny butt, but we love him.
Oh bother
G came over and we dug out some tulips, daffodils, grape hyacinth, narcissus, bleeding hearts, sweet woodruff, and another ground cover. It doesn’t look as though we touched it.
The Curmudgeon went to fill a prescription and didn’t I get a phone call from him to drop everything and bring him his spare keys, he locked his keys in the truck. Not like I was busy or anything…
Took The Curmudgeon to his first physical therapy at the new place. A 4:00 p.m. appointment is not a good thing for him since he was already tired before he got there.
I plugged my MP3 player into my ears and turned on my Kindle while they did their work with him. I’d listened to his pissing and moaning all day I figured they could take it for a while and I could escape into a good book with some music. I do wish waiting area chairs were easier on ones’ back though.
See my flowers?
I really do need a vacation
For the last week The Curmudgeon has had bad days most days. Therefore, I am running on minimum sleep.
Minimum sleep means a very cranky me. No amount of coffee can cover it.
Time to get lost in some music
I’ve missed my music for a while again. For some reason I occasionally stop wearing my little Coby MP3 player and ear phones. Usually it’s because I’ve misplaced the earphones or worn them out. They keep falling out of my ears or they’ve become uncomfortable for me to wear. I have small ears and finding ear buds to fit is difficult.
I recently bought two pair of new ones. One pair are just plain ear buds and they fit okay but they too fall out of my ears if I move too much or sweat.
However, the second pair I bought were Koss Flexfit just for women FitClips. I LOVE THEM!!! I’m thinking of buying more in different colors.
Where did it go?
We had some nice days that were all Spring like and wonderful and then *Poof* we’re back to cold and windy crap.
Hey! You Canadians can quit sending those cold fronts our way any time now.
Western PA got snow. We got cold and wind.
Can we please go back to our spring?
My poor tree is bound to get frosted. Again.
Another day shot to hell
We did have a couple of good thunder boomers come crashing through. Following that, we had some wind gusts and pouring rain. And…that was it. Yay. The tornado watch was a real fizzle out.
After living quite a few years in tornado alley, I was not looking forward to a night in our basement. Our basement is nasty.
Have to dash off for a blood test this noon. Going to take G along so we can stop for a late lunch afterwards.
I am still looking for volunteers for any number of projects around here. Yeah, I know…good luck with that. Yard crashers? House crashers? Anyone?
Crickets chirping…
Silence….
Hello? *Echoes Hello…hello…*
**Sigh**
Today’s shirt
Sigh
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