noticeably agitated

for fun, i decided to cut my sertraline in half, down to 25mg. the doc said she didn’t see a problem with it since 50mg is so low already. it’s only been a week, and i’m feeling the effects of “discontinuation syndrome“. who knew that was a thing?

i’ve been terser in the work chat this week, and this may explain my inexplicable need for a four-hour nap on sunday.

hanging, sleeping, souping

i’d had a yoga trapeze on my amazon wishlist for over two years, and kept hemming and hawing about getting one until a friend recently reposted a video of a gal using her trapeze in such a way that it looked like she was under water.

and that was it; i figured out where it would be mounted and i ordered the contraption. so, we spent an hour or so installing it in the front room and i was off! searching the depths of youtube for videos that looked reasonably “beginner”.

hangswing

i finally found a yoga sequence that included the trapeze, but didn’t rely solely on it:

unsure if i overdid it (who am i kidding? of course i did), but on sunday around noon, i needed to lay down. not being one to leave me alone, merle came upstairs and snuggled into the middle of my back and started snoring. it was quite possibly the cutest thing ever.

i woke up around 1:30 and decided that i wasn’t going to make it to the kanopy dance show at 2:30 for which we had been comped tickets. i ended up going back to sleep until around 4 and felt just fine. so, i started making dinner: skinny taste’s chicken pot pie soup.

it was surprisingly delicious and i’m glad there is a bunch leftover.

rising sign and rising yoga

i woke up refreshed and cheerful around 6 this morning (after realizing jones had to go out—he’s been tap dancing in the bedroom to wake me up), so i decided to start up 21-day-yoga again as it’s been almost a year since i attempted it last. the first day’s stretches challenge the obliques and mine are hurting this morning after the session.

i also got an email from a company (not chani this time) that features my rising sign and it stood out as significant to me. i’ve been paying more attention to the virgo parts of horoscopes because it resonates a little more than the aries statements: 

Today’s zodiac sign we will talk about is Virgo. This sign is a very meticulous one. Always paying attention to the smallest details and very protective of themselves and their loved ones. Their methodical approach to life ensures that nothing is left to chance, and though they are often tender, their heart might be closed for the outer world. One of their weakness is they lack the ability to express, the reason why they are often misunderstood. Also, they question their worthiness and often sees themselves inferior.

—energetic healthy me https://shopehm.com/

 also, we made a really good casseroley gratin last week:

and merle and jones are still adorable:

snugglepets
dreaming of mailmen and sticks

still sick

i’m getting tired of spending my weekends napping and sleeping in… and i’m also not too impressed with my new-found ability to have a legit, full-on sinus headache. it hurts from the top of my molars to the inside of my eyelid.

i slept in until 10 am on sunday, took a two-hour nap in the afternoon, and was in bed by 9 pm.

aside from all that, though, we made this delicious baked orzo with eggplant, carrots, and celery on saturday night.

and merle kept me company on the couch while i knitted during the beginning of the superbowl.

the day i got sick

i woke up last sunday with a bit of a sore throat. i chalked it up to the furnace running a lot and probably not drinking enough water. i didn’t sleep well that night and had body aches, chills, sweats, and woke up monday feeling like someone hit my face with a brick.

i was in bed for nearly the entire next 48 hours. i forced myself up for about an hour on monday night and tried to help rodney make chicken noodle soup (he didn’t need any help) and ate enough to make me exhausted. on tuesday, i felt a little better, but still spent way longer in bed than i ever would like. merle was right next to me the entire time, either in bed or on the couch. i made sure to let her know she was a great nurse’s assistant (rodney was in charge of food and medicine, and he was an excellent nurse).

sleeps like a hooman

i did remain upright for about three hours tuesday evening and we made a roasted beet and arugula salad with seared scallops.

spiralized beets!

spiralizing the beets meant they took 15 minutes to roast instead of over an hour for a whole beet. it was delicious and i wish i’d had enough room in my stomach to finish mine.

my back, sickness, and the negative double-digit temperatures mean we haven’t had a proper dog walk in over two weeks… and i can tell jones is getting restless. but, he has started letting merle cuddle up.

awe

speaking of merle (as if i don’t do enough of that already), she did *not* like the cold. during the coldest morning, she made it halfway up the steps coming back inside and stopped, lifted both front paws to her chest, and looked at me with a very sad expression.

then we snuggled.

they’ll both be ecstatic when i finish my coffee tomorrow morning and put on my boots for a nice, long walk.

the day i got old

i woke up last monday and couldn’t use my back. nothing happened to cause this, i just couldn’t move. i made use of some muscle relaxers that i’ve been holding onto for almost five years (slowly whittling away at my stash for fear that i’ll run out when i *really* need them). one long nap and a restful night’s sleep later, i was fine!

until this last weekend, when it snowed 5ish inches and i thought it a good idea to vacuum, shovel, and help a neighbor with their pretty big driveway.

before saturday was over, i could barely walk once again. on sunday, i tried a hot bath (the water wasn’t nearly warm enough—i lasted about 9 minutes), alternating heat and ice (the latter was difficult since it’s freezing outside), an icy hot patch, and deep blue rub. nothing was working… i knew that i’d have to go to urgent care on monday (a federal holiday), so after rodney made me breakfast (omg!) and i digested a bit, we drove over to union corners. there was a 2-hour wait for urgent care, but thankfully, they took my name and co-payment and we went back home. around 1, we went back and the appt took barely any time (also, my blood pressure is now well below the “borderline” zone—thanks to the anti-anxiety meds). the doc gave me an ibuprofen and tylenol schedule, along with another scrip for more cyclobenzaprine (which will probably last me another five years). he also suggested getting the book get on the ball, which has core strengthening exercises that i can do “while i watch the news”.

so, i’ve been basically laid up for the last three days, at home, working when i’m not resting. meanwhile, rodney’s been taking care of me, making breakfast and dinner, shoveling, doing dishes. it’s been hard for me to let someone take care, but he’s insistent. :)

foods and dogs

i finally perfected the turkey burgers and had to write the recipe down because it’s quite different from the one with which i started. i also learned that using frozen and thawed meat doesn’t make for the best burger assembly; it’s better to use it unfrozen. i remember mom making burger patties with a tupperware burger press and freezing them for future use; that may be the next test i administer. during the last turkey burger meal, i realized that a 1/2 lb burger isn’t something i want to fit in my gullet in one sitting, so rodney opted to take the portion that i wasn’t going to eat.

turkey burger with gorgonzola

something was wrong (or right?) with my sniffer, and i decided that i didn’t want stinky cheese on my burger, so i went with feta.

and a big ol’ onion.

along with homemade crinkle fries.

another evening, we had the simplest, easiest ever meal; gnocchi with chicken sausage and broccolini.

sur la table was having a huge sale last week, so i treated myself to a new porcelain roaster; this one is a little bigger than the le creuset that i got late last year. it lends itself better to lasagne!

and now for some dogs

some candid moments

even though i didn’t get to take off the holiday week, we had a good time. apparently, we’re both pretty bad at duckface.

but jones and merle are still cute.

and the geese are digging the creek and the snow.

also, i made the most delicious meal i’ve ever created. i bought the madison originals cookbook a million years ago but never made anything from it. well, sunday, i spent over three hours in the kitchen producing the scallop dish from the concourse chef and it was *fantastic*.

bujo

i haven’t talked a lot about my bullet journal lately, but i am still using it. now that it’s been in use about a year and a half, i go back and review what was the haps a year ago.

well, we all know what happened a year ago. it was in the negative temperatures and i was biking to work on fewer than 500 calories a day. my home life had been upended but it would be yet another month before he would move out. (sidenote: what is that phrasing called? the past tense description of something happening in the future? i remember it being very confusing in spanish.) 

it looks like i’ll have enough pages in the journal to get me through june; so that means one leuchtturm will last me at least two years. 

2019!

the first (full/short) week back to work has been okay. an issue occurred before the holiday which blew away some functionality that we needed to push updates out, so the devops guy and i have been tag-teaming getting that back to working order. i wonder, sometimes, if there would be enough people-power here to react to the emergencies we had last year if we were all at 100% capacity.

at home, we’ve been making a lot of food. i’ve been spending saturdays planning the next week’s menu for dinners and have been enjoying mostly leftovers for lunches. a couple nights ago, since there were many chicken thighs to cook before the best-by date, i roasted them in the steel pan and roasted the veggies separately in the pampered chef roaster. we determined that it was the best way to do chicken and veggies instead of having them all together. you could taste each vegetable and the chicken was juicier, instead of the veggies being sogged up by chicken juice. happy accident.

i biked to work for the first time since before xmas yesterday after deciding to only put one studded tire on (the front). i’m glad i did because all the ice and snow and footprints made for an almost unusable bike path in some places. i can tell it’s been forever because my front chest/shoulder muscles hurt from holding on to the handlebars over all of the bumpitybumps.

i’m on week three of the sertraline (zoloft) and don’t feel much different. though, i’m not sure how i’m supposed to feel. the sleepy goosebumps keep happening, and i’m not getting the gut issues they said i would. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

everyone at the house is doing well; rodney’s been teaching marco to talk, so his tweeting sounds are very different lately as he tries to find his talking voice. i haven’t heard any words yet, though. jones is still an old man and merle still needs to be right next to me all the time.