busy weekend

on friday, we made ahi tuna steaks and steamed broccoli with rice. i used the same dressing recipe that we use for the arugula salad with roasted chicken and it was excellent.

asian dressing

we spent a while on saturday at mounds. i’m trying to find the right kind of dog food for jones because of his kidney numbers. low protein doesn’t exist apparently, because everything is “grain free” and “high protein” these days. i found some sweet potato and bison food that’s 20%. i read somewhere online that red meat is easier to digest than white for the older, kidney-issue dogs. anyhoo, it’s been a week since i got the email from the vet with this information, and i’ve emailed her twice but haven’t heard back.

then, we shopped, made breakfast, and i made another batch of fancy biscuits; charlie bears are too high in protein to give him anymore—and merle just sticks her nose up at them.

saturday night, we had bibimbap, which is a korean dish of fried rice and veggies. i had a jar of kimchi in the fridge for probably two years and finally opened it up for this. we used gwennie’s recipe and it was amazing. we talked about it all day on sunday.

bibimbap!

on sunday, we made migas, which is spanish for crumbs. it’s a way to use up old corn tortillas that would normally just crumble when folded in half. it was pretty amazing.

migas

rodney went to wilson’s to watch the badger basketball game and i tooled around the house. then picked a friend up to go to woodman’s (he’s without a car right now).

sunday night, we made portobello mushroom burgers. when i was still a veggie, these mushroom burgers permeated every menu in town. disgustingly doused in balsamic vinegar and cooked until squishy. this version was way better! lemon juice and olive oil with a little garlic, salt, pepper. and cooked until just underdone; because they had to be broiled for a minute to melt the cheese. scrumptious.

burgers and fries

oh. and the kicker this weekend: matt moved his stuff out of the basement and we discovered black mold. which may explain my inability to breathe in the winter (well, that and the cat hair in the vents).

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.

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

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. :)

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*.

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.

rando update

last week at work went pretty quickly; everyone was looking forward to the four-day weekend (or nine-day for the luckier of the bunch). this is the first time i’ve worked between xmas and new year’s in 18 years. i mean, at the doll factory, i would have to work nye sometimes because of the doll of the year release on jan 1.

we went to mom and george’s for oyster stew on monday, and rodney went to sauk on christmas day to hand out gifts while i stayed home, made some gummies, and played a little fallout. we ventured out to wilson’s to see who was oot and aboot. turns out strangers come out in droves when not very many places are open on a holiday. we played some pool and then came home so i could roast a chicken.

this year, i’m at work. and i’m the only warm body in my wing of the office. it’s quiet and i keep meaning to turn on my bluetooth speaker (which i just did—a tribe called quest will usher me into the afternoon).

oh yea, i also keep having dreams with goosebumps that wake me up. i think it might be the zoloft? i’ll mention it to the doc when i have my check-in next month.

seven days

they had me half the dose for the first week to ease into the issues that may occur, so i’ve been on 25mg of zoloft for the last week and i haven’t noticed much in the way of side effects; except yesterday, at lunch i felt *really* full after only having completed half of the (dotty’s) turkey burger and that feeling kept on until dinner so i didn’t eat much.

which is unfortunate because dinner was really involved and took almost two hours to prepare.

poblanos stuffed with cannellini an and chicken 

the poblanos had to roast, steam, and get peeled; the sauce had to simmer for 30 minutes; the stuffing had to simmer for 10ish; and it had to bake for 30. i guess it was a good exercise in patience.

 in other news, here are merle and jones being cute dogs.

and, for the first time ever, the house has holiday festivity lights.

a brief update

i’ll probably keep the specifics off of here and keep track in my bullet journal, but i had my yearly physical yesterday: the blood pressure is (still) a little high and i’m starting on a low dose of zoloft for anxiety.

so, i took the first 25mg today and apparently won’t see the benefits for three to four weeks, even though the side effects start right away; effects which i’m supposed to “power through.” a couple of which are gi issues, insomnia, low libido, and weight gain. i said to rodney, if i become a fat, farty, sleepless gal with no sex drive, i’ll stop taking it. seriously though, i’d rather continue to be slightly anxious most of the time than mess with the rest of my life.

anyhoo, i go back for the blood pressure check in a couple of weeks and a follow up with the doc in a month to see how the zoloft is going.