Monday, October 31, 2016

Spoooooky Sickbed Edition

I saw that no one had signed up for this week, and figured that I can peek in and host here and there this week, since I'll be home more than usual. The wee Microbe Incubator (tm Gary at the end of last week's comments) is laying on the couch, watching Super Why, and waiting for the antibiotics to kick in. She's determined to do a bit of trick-or-treating tonight, but it's going to be an abbreviated version: we'll get her into whatever of her costume is already finished, and carry her to go and meet the immediate neighbours.

So, it's all whines and Halloween candy (for me) around here. How about all of you?

Monday, October 24, 2016

I forgot!

Welcome, Pixies, to another week at the Whiner's Ball!

I promised to post, and forgot until now; which doesn't bode so well for my personal organization this week, but the week's still young, right?

There are several things on the agenda, including linguine and tasty meatballs for dinner, cleaning stuff up, trying to gather things to go donate already.

What's cooking at your house?

Monday, October 17, 2016

Back to normal life Edition

Hi, whining pixies! I have returned from the women's retreat, somehow both rested and exhausted, energized and absolutely wiped. So: standard post-retreat feelings. I had a lovely weekend, being a visitor at a retreat for a denomination that's very much not my own (my friend invited me, because our friend -- who is from yet another denominational background -- was the speaker). I ended up knowing more people there than I expected, and came home with a little stack of books and way too many notes about stuff to process.

And now I'm home. Upon my return, E informed me that while I missed her, that she was having too much fun to miss me. (I'm so glad she had a good weekend with Mr. Q). But then she was clingy to me this morning, and tried to argue that she should stay home from preschool to be with me. It took some hyping up of preschool to get her out the door today (and I ended up carrying her half the way there, because her legs allegedly didn't work), but she got there, and I finally have some time entirely to myself. I was going to try to get work done during this window of time, but I have a feeling that this will be my only chance to rest and recover today, because I imagine that the kiddo will be all over me when she gets home. And so, right now (and for the next 12 minutes, until I need to be out the door), I will do nothing but put my feet up and drink tea.

How's it going where you are?

Monday, October 10, 2016

Happy Thanksgiving, Canada!

Hope that our Canadian Pixies and their families enjoy a lovely Thanksgiving!

Political update:  I found it quite surprising, and imagine you did as well, when Canada was described in yesterday's debate as a "disaster."   Just one little completely bizarre point, among so many.  My horror-o-meter soared past eleventy, and I'm scared it might get broken before all this is over.

Weather report:  We're gonna get rain this week!  The most in 6 months!  The southern part of my state seems to be permanently set to "broil," but this is at least a start.

Pet report:  With cooling temps, we have returned to a 2 cat sleeping pattern.  One has dibs on my head, and the other on my feet.  The dog is having an exciting day barking at the roofers working next door.

Gourmet corner:  My beloved cooked teriyaki salmon, rice, and spicy green beans last night, and also started a crock-pot of beef burgundy for tonight.  Going to be hard to top that, later in the week.  ;)

What's the news where you live?

Monday, October 3, 2016

Foggy-Headed Whining

I went for 90 days migraine-free (exact number thanks to my migraine tracker app), but then the triple-whammy of minor back injury, hormones, and cold symptoms were too much for my body to handle, and I was out of commission for a few days. I'm starting to come back out of the fog (and managed to use my SAD lamp this morning without triggering another migraine), but I still feel a bit like a limp dishrag. Seriously: whoever asked Sue if she ever tried to manage migraines with mindfulness can go and sit on a tack.

But! Mr. Q managed to repair our crumbled front steps this weekend, and E is back at preschool this morning, and there are garden tomatoes dehydrating in the oven. And I'm coming out of the fog again. Here hoping for another 90-day break from the pain.