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Thursday, June 28, 2007
Grumpety grump grump
I am starting to get quite jealous of Fred and Robyn's garden. Lookit this picture! And this one!
Life just can't be as difficult as it has lately, for crying out loud. Calvin and I are in one hell of a slump, mood-wise. No motivation or general cheeryness to speak of. Just... none. We're even starting to be not-nice to each other, which is the red flag of red flags. Because generally we're on the same side, but lately we're just nitpicking at each other. Plus I haven't been feeling well, which I'm sick of, and which Calvin is sick of, and for Pete's sake, can I not just be HEALTHY?!? I take care of myself, I take my medicine, and it just seems like every time I go to the doc's there's something else wrong with me. Allergies. Asthma. Pancreatitis. Gallstones. Kidney cysts. Acid Reflux. Hyperthyroidism. I don't even want to wonder what might be next.
Just shoot me now.
So how does one swing this pervasive mood around, when there is just nothing but WORK WORK WORK to look forward to? Working at jobs we dislike, working on the house to get it ready to sell it, whenever we're ready for that. Working to reduce our debt and not add to it. Working to keep ourselves and each other happy, content, satisfied, amused. What have you.
Feh, I'm just in a crummy mood today. My morning didn't start out well, with tummy troubles that I will forgo the TMI on. And WHY does the cat have to know what I'm doing when I use the commode, I ask you? He should just mind his own business. I don't poke my head in his business when he's scratching and thumping away in the litter box, after all.
Gadget and Gypsy went to the vet (well, I took them... I'd like to see Gadget try to reach the gas while Gypsy steers...) yesterday. Gadget still has a bad case of kennel cough courtesy of Marie's puppy (who is just the cutest sweetest thing and I PROMISE, Heather, I will take pictures of her the next time she visits and post them!), and Gypsy has a milder case, PLUS infections in both ears. PLUS some kind of growth in her mouth that she'll need surgery to remove. They're walking (panting) petri dishes, for crying out loud. So it's drops in Gypsy's ears twice a day, antibiotics for both of them twice a day, and cough medicine (which I'm picking up from Walgreens today) for Gadget every six hours.
Aww, they're just like Mama, falling apart at the seams.
Straight unsweetened organic cranberry juice is NAS-TAY. You remember that episode of Tweety and Sylvester where Tweety fed Sylvester alum, and Sylvester's mouth puckered up to the dimension of a straw, through which he tried to suck Tweety? Yeah, well, that's what this cranberry juice is doing to me. The things I do to try to stay (get?) healthy.
Feh again. Baaaaaaad mood.
Life just can't be as difficult as it has lately, for crying out loud. Calvin and I are in one hell of a slump, mood-wise. No motivation or general cheeryness to speak of. Just... none. We're even starting to be not-nice to each other, which is the red flag of red flags. Because generally we're on the same side, but lately we're just nitpicking at each other. Plus I haven't been feeling well, which I'm sick of, and which Calvin is sick of, and for Pete's sake, can I not just be HEALTHY?!? I take care of myself, I take my medicine, and it just seems like every time I go to the doc's there's something else wrong with me. Allergies. Asthma. Pancreatitis. Gallstones. Kidney cysts. Acid Reflux. Hyperthyroidism. I don't even want to wonder what might be next.
Just shoot me now.
So how does one swing this pervasive mood around, when there is just nothing but WORK WORK WORK to look forward to? Working at jobs we dislike, working on the house to get it ready to sell it, whenever we're ready for that. Working to reduce our debt and not add to it. Working to keep ourselves and each other happy, content, satisfied, amused. What have you.
Feh, I'm just in a crummy mood today. My morning didn't start out well, with tummy troubles that I will forgo the TMI on. And WHY does the cat have to know what I'm doing when I use the commode, I ask you? He should just mind his own business. I don't poke my head in his business when he's scratching and thumping away in the litter box, after all.
Gadget and Gypsy went to the vet (well, I took them... I'd like to see Gadget try to reach the gas while Gypsy steers...) yesterday. Gadget still has a bad case of kennel cough courtesy of Marie's puppy (who is just the cutest sweetest thing and I PROMISE, Heather, I will take pictures of her the next time she visits and post them!), and Gypsy has a milder case, PLUS infections in both ears. PLUS some kind of growth in her mouth that she'll need surgery to remove. They're walking (panting) petri dishes, for crying out loud. So it's drops in Gypsy's ears twice a day, antibiotics for both of them twice a day, and cough medicine (which I'm picking up from Walgreens today) for Gadget every six hours.
Aww, they're just like Mama, falling apart at the seams.
Straight unsweetened organic cranberry juice is NAS-TAY. You remember that episode of Tweety and Sylvester where Tweety fed Sylvester alum, and Sylvester's mouth puckered up to the dimension of a straw, through which he tried to suck Tweety? Yeah, well, that's what this cranberry juice is doing to me. The things I do to try to stay (get?) healthy.
Feh again. Baaaaaaad mood.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Pimp
Friday, June 01, 2007
Pimp
Feasting in Phoenix is the best blog EVER. I'm starting to plan our weekends around the places he reviews. And now? I'm starving.
Labels: best things, blogs, food
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Pimp some more
So by now everybody knows that I frequent my innernet wife Crystal's website. Through her I found Avitable, and through him I found Miss Britt, and through her I found Amy.
And thus the blog obsession feeds itself, spins madly out of control, and instills a sense of hopelessness that one CANNOT keep up with EVERYONE WHO HAS A BLOG on the ENTIRE INTERNET.
Which, actually, I don't want to do. But I keep finding these really good blogs (as in, all of the ones listed in my BlogRolling), and for the new finds I want to read all of their archives, and for the ones I've been reading for a while I just want them to update more, and...
... I obviously can't stop any time I want to. Not on this. Ah, well, as tragedies go it doesn't even make the scale.
And thus the blog obsession feeds itself, spins madly out of control, and instills a sense of hopelessness that one CANNOT keep up with EVERYONE WHO HAS A BLOG on the ENTIRE INTERNET.
Which, actually, I don't want to do. But I keep finding these really good blogs (as in, all of the ones listed in my BlogRolling), and for the new finds I want to read all of their archives, and for the ones I've been reading for a while I just want them to update more, and...
... I obviously can't stop any time I want to. Not on this. Ah, well, as tragedies go it doesn't even make the scale.
Labels: blogs
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Pimp
Occasionally I go on a new journal/blog/website hunting binge. Because I don't have enough of 'em already that I keep up with (see BlogRolling list on sidebar). I'm starting to call my journal/blog habit "Lays". Stopping at one was never a question. It's when you reach the bottom of the bag that you begin to wonder.
Crazy Aunt Purl. She's a funny one, she is. And she's been through a lot of stuff (divorce, self-questioning, reemergence into life) that I identify with.
Making Light. I love blogs written by smart, literary people. Plus there's this.
Philip Greenspun. I like his blog, and I like all of the advice he shares about photography. This guy is a wellspring of information. He's another one of them smart people.
Sunday Undies. An upbeat, funny read. Plus, she's a lot like me in that she makes lists about EVERYTHING.
Avitable. His header says "Tact is for pussies." So of COURSE I have to read him.
Crazy Aunt Purl. She's a funny one, she is. And she's been through a lot of stuff (divorce, self-questioning, reemergence into life) that I identify with.
Making Light. I love blogs written by smart, literary people. Plus there's this.
Philip Greenspun. I like his blog, and I like all of the advice he shares about photography. This guy is a wellspring of information. He's another one of them smart people.
Sunday Undies. An upbeat, funny read. Plus, she's a lot like me in that she makes lists about EVERYTHING.
Avitable. His header says "Tact is for pussies." So of COURSE I have to read him.
Labels: blogs
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Rhapsody in Crystal
I must once again rhapsodize in the wonder that is Crystal. If there were ever any being on this Earth that would make me turn lesbian (or, as it is said in this household, Lebesian (leh-bee-shen)), it would be Crystal. If Crystal sold swag on her website - bitty St. Francis statues that look a little like her, or sweatshirts that have "What Would Crystal Do?" on the back - I would totally buy that stuff. If Crystal were going to visit my house I would fret for days and clean a million times and worry that the fondue wasn't fonduey enough. And then when she got here I would just drool and blurt, "Shiny!" at random intervals.
If I wrote a book, I would dedicate it to Crystal. If I had a girl child (or a puppy) I would name it Crystal. Do you begin to feel my Crystal love, friends? Like Gatorade, is it in you?
If I wrote a book, I would dedicate it to Crystal. If I had a girl child (or a puppy) I would name it Crystal. Do you begin to feel my Crystal love, friends? Like Gatorade, is it in you?
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
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