Saturday, January 13, 2018
Friday, January 12, 2018
My Facebook page came up with the news and proved to me something more than this is a wonderful day to remember, it also proved that Lucky seems to like to get sick on this occasion!
Yep, three years in a row (including this one!) somewhere in the middle of the night, Lucky asks to be let out and then proceeds to come back in and puke all over our bed.
This year was special. When she did it she not only got my side of the bed slimy, she got me as well!
Can you say, "Double EW!?"
There we were at 3:10 a.m. stripping the bed and re-making the bed. Steve did that part. While he was doing all of that, I was peeling off my wet and gross night clothes and changing myself. Then I started the laundry.
By 4 a.m. we were almost asleep when what did we hear? No, not Lucky-Pepper! Yep, the old guy bounded out of my armpit and proceeded to join his canine sister in proving that stomach virus' are part of more than human life.
At least with Pepper, it wasn't the bed that got the gunk, just the carpet that Steve had cleaned the week before. At 7, Sunshine got up and wanted out. She woke Lucky up because, well, girls still have to "go" in pairs. They went, I fed the four-footed delegate, re-pottied the girls and crawled back into bed.
At 9, Sunshine decided to have sympathy pains.
Adam called around 10 or so (I think, I was so tired I'm not actually sure what happened for the rest of the day-I'm sick again because both Steve and Sarah decided they had to share their broncytis with the woman who only has one lung. So all this happened while I'm still working on my mad breathing skills.
Anyway, Adam heard what had been going on and understood completely-Dex (their rescue) had done the exact same thing as Lucky! And it was his Maine Coon that contributed to the mess afterward. Seems Adam had cleaned out all 4 of the cats food bowls and had fed them breakfast when Toby decided to make sure the meal became totally inedible!
Wow! Auspicious start to Lucky's 6th year with us. No matter what-we love her and wouldn't have it any other way. Happy Birthday to the best little toy Chihuahua we've ever known and loved.
FYI-Sunshine is a mix of Chi and Italian Grayhound which is why I put that last line the way I did! By now you all know just how much those 3 four-legged babies mean to us!
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Tuesday, January 09, 2018
Friday, January 05, 2018
While I did take some "writing" time off, I did post some pictures of what had been happening around here.
Somehow I managed to get through the long ride to California to visit both my sister's family and my parents. I didn't drive for even a minute, but in my condition-just sitting for that many hours was bordering on "tortuous exhaustion". Once there we didn't really do much, outside of going to lunch in Laguna Beach, family photos at Aliso Creek Beach and breakfast out just before we left to go back to Arizona.
Now Sarah and the kids along with her cousin did go see a family version of a drag show and dinner one night and everyone (except for my parents and me) went to Medieval Times for New Year's Eve.
My parents went home and I face-timed with Steve before crashing at 10:15.
Funny, my sister's dogs seemed to know I probably wouldn't sleep well without Lucky, Sunshine and Pepper-so they accommodated me by giving me their bodies the 3 nights I was there. Since the bed was also one that belonged to Steve and I at some point, I was right at home.
On the way home we stopped at the Cabazon outlets to get shoes for the boys and again at Daniel's Fresh Jerky. The later stop is one of our "must dos" when making this trip-they have some great hot sauces, dried fruits, veggies, nuts and of course: FRESH JERKY!
Since we have enough hot sauce to last us for at least the next 5 years, I passed on bringing home anything. Steve's supposed to cut back on salt/beef, etc... so I wasn't going to buy any of it. Besides, Sarah bought enough of those items and specialty sodas for the two of us.
Next day was Steve's 61st birthday. He had to work, in fact, he worked until closing. Hopefully we will get to have our planned outing with the kids the coming week. We had planned to go back to Top Golf when his work schedule was changed. Boo, hiss.
Though exhausted, I went right back to walking the dogs, cooking, laundry and all those other domestic goddess activities. Had the boys all Wednesday and Thursday too. Friday had me going to an appointment with the cardiologist.
There were a few glitches that were actually unexpected there-but he told me that he's being rightfully cautious given my various issues and family history. This is when my motto of "whatever" kicked in and we'll leave it at that.
Next week will be a busy one. As usual I have a couple of trips to whomever the "doctor du jour" is and the boys will be with us not just the three afternoons, but for the weekend as well. We're also getting some one on one time with the little ones on Saturday night.
2018 is shaping up (so far) to be a re-hash of 2017. Let's just hope that it ends with the minor dull things and NONE of the trauma-ridden events.