Six more times – that’s all. Six more early mornings. And then, glorious summer. One class, twice a week, not my favorite subject to teach, but I can do it. 6 weeks of that, and then so many weeks off, that I can’t even count them. It will do amazing things for my sanity, my patience levels – which are extremely low right now.
It’s not gonna be fun till it’s over, but it’s over in three weeks. I can make it.
I’m so not a morning person.
Of people who talked about their dogs being so excited and running to them when they came home. Max has never been that sort of dog. He’s always been sort of, “oh, you’re home. I didn’t realize you were gone.”
Today I left at 9, and didn’t get home till 4:30. I came in the door and he was there, tail wagging, body wiggling, curling around himself, and jumping up to lick my face. This love fest went on for a good 5 minutes, continued out the door, into the field where he jumped up on me and ran away, zoomed back and jumped on me again, over and over. I got his leash and his halter – I LOVE the Sporn harness! – and he did another happy dance, we had a really good walk – not a stroll, we’re movin!
I don’t know what made today different. I sure did love it, though.
will this show up on the Max page?
And that would not be a good idea.
I do so much more when I don’t have to go to work. Today was:
I am very tired! Tomorrow will be visiting the nursing home, ordering flowers for Anna, making a pie – Bear requested pumpkin – and lemon bars. And cleaning the house. And maybe sleeping late!
This has nothing to do with either eggplant or ham
Deb, over at definitelydeb.com, posted about eggplant.
But it wasn’t really about eggplant.
Which makes total sense if you know either one of us
I slept till noon
It was very much needed, being sick just knocks the stuffing out of a person. I’ve slept a lot this past week, but I’m feeling almost normal finally. It’s amazing how you don’t think about breathing – until it’s hard to do. I so rarely get sick enough to go to the doctor – I think I managed to scare the Bear pretty well this past week, enough of that for this year!
Today was one of those days that will never go down in history, but it was special all the same. Time spent with my husband, and it still amazes me that he loves me, that he married me, that he takes care of me every day and always puts me first in everything. Just cuddle time, quiet time, like when we first met. A quiet, wonderful, joyful sharing of each other.
Did I mention that I love him more than I ever thought possible?
We played with the monster dog, we had a nice dinner and soon we’ll be snoring. And tomorrow it’s back to the bullshit, but this one day, so quiet, so peaceful, will keep me going for a good long time.
I’ve been feeling progessively more rotten for the past two weeks and finally gave in and made an appointment with my family doctor. It’s gone from sore muscles, and tightness, to a wracking cough that shakes my body and doesn’t do anything but make me tired. Yesterday was so bad that Bear insisted I call the doctor, and since he’s really not an alarmist, call I did. I keep hearing, “you have pneumonia.” I really hope my intuition is wrong this time.
Fridays – the end of the week and a time to relax and enjoy life.
My day started with Bear kisses, Max kisses, and a cup of coffee.
I did battle with spiders. I think at this point it’s a draw – I raked leaves from the front of the house and sprayed some stuff that’s supposed to keep them away. I developed a lovely blood blister while raking, and rooted out about 6 black spiders and one brown one that was way bigger than I was gonna tackle! I killed the others with the rake. I hope it cut them to bits, I HATE those things.
The good part is that the garden is now clear – mostly – of leaves. I am so ready to start planting! And planning! I’m so excited to see that the Snow on the Mountain that I transplanted to the front bank last year is starting to come back, beautifully! There’s a good bit of weeding to be done on that bank, but nothing like last year – and then there will be more planting of things that will cover it so we don’t have to mow it.
I want to plant something around the well, too. Something that will flower and be in a circle and be something that says “home.”
We picked up the book for my summer class today. I’m ready for this semester to be over and a new one to start. I’ve only taught this class once, and I threw out my lecture notes, so I have to prep the entire course again. I’m kind of excited about it – right now!
Started something called a biscornu tonight. Really cute little thing, I’ll post a picture when it’s done. And I started the elephant’s head.
I’m learning Ode to Joy on the organ. And then I’ll move on to the next lesson. Sharps and flats! Oh, holy cow! I play after Bear leaves, so I can play LOUD! I expect phone calls from the neighbors soon.:-)
And I mowed. Not a lot, but it felt good. I LOVE to mow!
So it was a productive day. And a sad one – because we went to the nursing home, and seeing people in their final days, so dependent on people who don’t give a shit about them, just makes me sad. I hope we gave them some joy – I know we did for Anna – so that was a good thing,
It’s been a rough week. I have this thing, called costochondritis, that translates to my chest hurts. My breastbone and all the cartilage is inflamed, and it hurts.
It hurts to breathe, it hurts to move, it just freakin hurts. And on top of that, I’m coughing. I KNOW in my heart and soul, that there’s nothing REALLY wrong. But I still get scared. That old anxiety rears its ugly head and then the spiral starts. Sigh
The early Spring is bringing out the bugs. Spiders. Another addition to the anxiety recipe. Sigh, again.
I’ve gone through a whole lot of bullshit, and a little bit of pain isn’t going to take me down.
But I would really like a penny right now
At least that’s the truth according to Sir Maxwell.
He’s developed a love for the field behind the house – and usually comes back from one of his trips over there all Mr. Happypants, smacking his lips. Tonight he had a bit of the diarrhea – when I got home from school, I put his harness on him and started out for a walk. Note to self – when picking up a bag to use as a poop bag, make sure it doesn’t have a hole in the bottom. Just sayin. We got as far as the neighbor’s house and he decided to leave a present – it was not a pleasant present. I picked up what I could. See above note to self. Thank God for hand sanitizer. That’s all I have to say about that.
We cut the walk short, because I didn’t want him to overdo it if he wasn’t feeling well. He’s been sort of sleepy all night and has wanted out a couple times. But I think he’s playing me – he always gets a treat after he does his business. Anyway. I’m sure he’ll be fine in the morning.
Yesterday I had a visit with an old friend. Been a long time, it was good to see her. We’ve been friends for 40 years. Hard to imagine that. 🙂
And so……….I’m planning my garden! I love this time of year! Oh, the joy of picking out flowers and putting them in the ground and then watching them bloom. The front bank was half done last summer, should be completely done this year. That was so much fun! Bear thought I was nuts out there every day weeding, but I was loving it. Even though it gave me aches and pains, I still loved it.
And I have such a hankerin to MOW!
Suziecreamcheese Sings the Blues 
