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