French Garden House

....and go to French Garden House for Lidy's beautiful book give-a-way.  Her site is so pretty anyway, even if you don't comment for the prize.

Just the daily stuff

Feeling that if I blog about what's going on I'll sound a-w-f-u-l-l-y boring.  But if I do it in tiny news bytes, maybe it'll sound interesting.  Do you think?  Nah.

• went out to dinner Saturday night (way overdue)


• had 29th anniversary yesterday


• am giving Gary tiny gifts all through February since it's my favorite month with our anniversary, Valentine's and my b'day---I call it the carousel of gifts---my yearly month-long gift giving nonsense


• Daisy is doing well and feeling her perky self again


• she goes on Thursday to get the staples taken out---that is, if her incision will weep no more (seems to be dry)---I looked at her incision just now and was shocked at how it appears that one of the staples wants its freedom---a teensy bit grossed out with imagining her innards spilling out---Gary laughed at me and said it's unlikely


• I visualize all of a person's/animal's organs being behind that first layer of skin, but do remember what my science books said---silly me


• reading a sweet book called 'Dearest Dorothy, Are We There Yet?' by Charlene Ann Baumbich


• SO enjoying the fact that Gary is off from FedEx this week (until Friday)


• actually a bit giddy with him off from there with the potential of regular sleep hours for a few days


• praying and hoping to feel more myself soon---thinking that his schedule is so wrapped up into mine that it's bound to happen

Well, there you go.  Life as it happens.

Went out to dinner with my main squeeze last night, followed by a trip to a bookstore---one that's a bit out of our neck-of-the-woods.  Lots of traffic.  LOTS of it.  We were reminded of how we enjoy our pokey older neighborhood when we travel a few miles out of it.  Usually I stay within about a 3-5 mile radius of our house.  I'm easy.

And excited that Gary has this week off (until Friday night) from FE.  Wonderful.  Not sure what we'll do, but with a couple of gift cards, we oughtto

• going out to dinner tomorrow night


• just finished doing our taxes, and actually enjoy it oddly enough, especially being that I'm slightly dyslectic


• about to make whoopie pies to celebrate


• will eat many of them if the recipe makes lots

Too early on Friday morning

Daisy the pug is better today (which in my mind is before midnight on Thursday, but in reality is Friday), but seems to be a bit uncomfortable when she sits certain ways.  That I can well understand considering the staples she has lined up on her belly.  The incision is about 4" long and must be painful.  I made a joke about hanging charms from the metal circlets, but she wasn't amused.  I soothe her by scratching her backside and all is forgiven.

Wish her appetite would improve, though.  She's pretty picky, but we're able to get a dab of peanut butter (with her prescription in it) to her, and today she went sort of nutty for Vienna Sausages.  They are a personal favorite of mine, but my husband thinks they're a bit vile.  What does he know?  Silly old Yankee.

I'm indulging her appetite a wee bit because before long she'll be on a prescription canned food (not as toothsome as the Vienna Sausages, I don't think), and we'll have to be tippy-toeing around her diet.  I'll do anything to prevent what we've gone through from happening again.

In other news...looking forward to the weekend.  Our 29th anniversary is on Sunday and second son is going to grill out.  And Gary's off next week from FE from Monday through Thursday.  We're going to be an actual couple somewhere in there, I do believe.  Maybe a date night?  Please?  AND, the weather has been plain peachy.  In the 60's today and more of the same for a couple of days.  I realize it won't last, but my goodness, it's wonderful.

Trying to look on the bright side and appreciate the simple things that are right in front of my face.  Not always easy, but sure does help to put a bright spin on things.

Wondering why I don't just rename this

Pug love

Violet's had been aching to lie down next to Daisy and finally got her chance this morning.  I thought it was a worthy photo-op.  Vi is on the right, and looks larger than Daisy, but it's just an optical illusion.  The shocking thing for us is that Daisy's sides are sunken in a bit----her bladder was large enough with the stones that having them out has affected her shape.  I promise---this will never happen again.

They remind me of burritos when they cozy up like this.  Could they be any cuter?  I mean, really.