Saturday, December 16, 2017

Poor planing ahead on my part...

because this should have been an easier project, but it became less so... by starting late for a slow cooker for dinner. So this is what I did fifteen minutes prior to the picture of the time on this first clock is when I put everything into the crock pot, notice the "original" one
 the Rival, yes it is thirty years old and we had had two in the restaurant back then for soups and chilis. 

In went the brisket into the olive oil, but first the pan was sprayed with PAM and then the 2.67 lbs. piece of meat was first browned in my large skillet with a coating of flour embedded with garlic powder, sea salt, cracked black pepper, thyme, and a packet of no sodium beef bouillon. Then I went to relax and watch some Netflix in bed with my iced packs smartly covered in wash clothes and attached with the top Velcro fastener off of my boots, Hubby's brilliant idea!

 And instead of me doing the ridiculous fireman boots slip on/into every-time I have to get up I have these nifty orthotics for my particular ailment installed, manually, ha into a pair of my comfortable slip on shoes, and Ta DA!
 I had Hubby helped me pour out the crock pot into the pressure cooker!  Yes, before the suds,sillies!
At a rather late time, although, in reality for us early bird eaters forty-five more minutes is not bad at all! And so it was fork tender by five minutes to five, yay!
Meat already removed below, veggies and lovely gravy still in the pot, two red potatoes, two gold potatoes, several baby carrots, a couple of hand fulls of cherry tomatoes, apricot preserves smeared on meat, half an onion, two garlic cloves, two bay leaves and a partridge in a pear tree, just kidding!

                                          Below is  a little more than half left of the brisket after we took what we wanted, more than enough for two people of that 2.67 lbs.!
                                      Aaaaaaaaah dinner can't live with it, cannot live without it... although some                                           do... please help them! Not just at this time of the year, but all year long!:


On this note of a demonstration of sharing your blessings and we will too, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Friday, December 15, 2017

How is it...

that a magazine like Southern Living, cannot deliver your completely paid for one year last August subscription, supposedly due to it being undeliverable?
Our This Old House, Coastal Living, and Better Homes and Gardens all get here to our mailbox in timely fashions!
Last time this happened, also with them, we thought after speaking with the post office and them denying telling the magazine that our magazine was undeliverable, so now what?
Who do you believe?
And we are the ones still not getting our magazine again, until I have to practically have to beg them for it and we will be getting this month's and next, thank you very much, finally. But if I hadn't called...

What they tried to tell me, the one who called them last time this happened is that they received a new address to finally send them to? NOT TRUE!
I said you spoke with me and we have been living here in this particular home nearly twenty years and it is the same address!
She said back to me our current and our only address when I asked her to and I said yes, that is right our only one... so?

I realized we hadn't received our December Southern Living issue when our January one of Better Homes and Gardens came today!
And that is initially why I called.

And when I heard an instant replay of their last month's excuse I got upset.
I repeated their illogical reasoning due to us receiving all mail as well as our magazines.
I asked them directly why and from whom they were told this ridiculous information that our address was undeliverable?
The supervisor said, " the post office".

So I threw out another possibility to Hubby about the next block over where their house number is the same as ours as well as the first letter of their street address and they go up north a lot and lock up their home, and we have had their mail and their ours, but it always has gotten straightened out eventually...hmm but maybe?
When they go away they stop their mail, but then they would have it held not sent back...nope!

Oh well.

Perhaps someone in their company, the magazine company that is, is keeping the magazines for themselves or selling them, some go for as much as fifteen dollars a piece without a subscription... a black market magazine gang?

Who knows...could be?

Moving on...

We left our mini manse at eleven A.M. this morning and took to our errands completion first at Walgreens for vitamins and orthotics were had there, then an early lunch at Olympia's. A cup of cabbage soup and a small Greek salad for me with my iced water with lemon on the side, Hubby ordered a BLT with the same beverage as mine minus the lemon.

Finished lunch on time for my PT, this time with Amy from Michigan, another newbie, she did ultra sound on my feet as well as massage ending the whole session with an icing, that is cold, not sweet, ha!
Then odds and ends at Winn Dixie's again to make latkes for dinner and kugel, also a brisket and salmon for future meals.

On that note allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly share all your blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Third day of Hanukkah and eleven more days till Christmas....

Tra, la, a, la, la, la, la, la, la ,la la,la!
Now spin that dreidel!

Are you done yet?

With your shopping of course.

Good luck to all and do not forget to enjoy it all!

Moving on...

Today I had my eval of my feet at the Fawcett Sports Rehab, that over a twenty year period has become my home away from home at times.
Actually, I have lost tract how many times I have been there, more than twenty, but this is the first time for my feet.
They are both swollen and sore, but oddly enough lefty hurts more than righty, that is slightly more swollen.
James was my PT, physical therapist this time, a newbie of being there for only a year and a half, and the first time that I have seen him.
I have been scheduled for a whole month, three times a week, forty-five minute sessions, so far.

From there we went over to Winn Dixie where Hubby loves their chicken pot pies and chose one for his lunch, and we also picked their roasted turkey that I served with homemade gravy mashed potatoes and peas for dinner. 
We also had forgotten to pick my stevia and Hubby's sugar while at Publix so we got that too from Winn Dixie.
They are in the same Promenades Mall as my sports rehab.

Tired now, TTYT all.

Happy good night to all and to all share those blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear! 

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Renewed feelings of goodness and decency in people.

Letting the world know that some times when repeated multiple accusations of sexual misbehavior means that they must have some legs of truth! And when so many people who do not know each have similar or same incidents allegedly perpetrated by Roy Moore in the end most Alabamians felt they were true and voted accordingly for Doug Jones a man with excellent ideas and a modicum of  honesty and decency that is needed in public service of all jobs. Moore, for once be a true gentleman and concede the election sir, you did lose.
Good judgement.

Moving on...

We are lumps today, as we had nothing much going on.
But in a way we both needed that rest.
Hubby actually felt better today!
And I am the one waiting for the other shoe to drop.
You see, I have not had severe flu symptoms, Hubby had.
I suppose it is because I had my flu shot in the beginning of September and his was nearer to the middle of November.
Mine had more time to work, and no the shot does not give you the flu people!
We have a flu shot yearly and this is the first time that we have gotten it; the news says that this particular strain is only ten percent covered by our shots this year, better than nothing! Every year the strains can be different.
But getting the shot is better than not getting it believe me!
And we get the heavy duty senior ones, at Walgreens where if you get one they give one:
That is why the last several years we have been going there.

Gus, our rescue Havanese mix hairy son, knows something is up he has been more jumping on our laps and kissing and loving us as if he is taking care of us. Personally, I love the positive behavior, but Hubby is so sore so it is not as pleasant for him, and I am mostly numb, so... I enjoy this more than angry biting!
So I encourage this behavior that occurs while we sit in our recliners.

On that happier note allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night, and ask you to kindly share all your blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

PS Hubby lit the menorah tonight, since I write while lying in bed and remove my two boots that I joke are like fire boots, but are not as easy to put on and take off.
This week I am going in for evaluation for appropriate PT, physical therapy, for my plantar fasciitis or Achilles tendinitis is its other name.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Words of wisdom

Our children are listening and learning from our commander and chief.
And what are they learning?
If you do not admit that you did something wrong, you didn't.

Okay, Geez I never tried that even when I was a kid.
Guess I wasn't smart enough to give it a go?
Yup, I even confessed to things I did not do...whoa I was dumb!
Oh that was only on one occasion and I thought I was protecting a friend, but then we both admitted we did smoke, so I did do it. I am an honesty wimp.
I was seventeen though, not in my seventies!
For other bad stuff as a child I usually got caught and reprimanded...verbally.
Probably should have lost privileges.
Wait a minute...

Sorry, did you miss me?
Just took a lighting the menorah break.
You see, sundown comes in the middle of my writing this.

Any-who, when I was a child many a friends' parents were into corporal punishment in the forms of spanking and one large family I recall having a fear of the other side of the hairbrush and or wooden spoon if they misbehaved and they rarely did!
My parents were of the modern theory of trying to reason with me, even when I could be quite unreasonable!
Some times it would work, but other times it would not.
Dad did smack me once as a sixteen year old who used the words at him of, "shut up" that to him was like cursing!
I didn't do that again.
Some times ... nah never, violence begets violence, he quickly apologized and never ever did that again along with me finally getting the fact that being fresh to parents is not right or good.

So Mr. Orange Frothy Haired Guy, remember what you say may very well come back to haunt you, Baron is watching your denials and if those denials turn out to be proven to be lies well sir na, na, na, na, na...children will lose respect for a parent that cannot be trusted!
Although, your adult children mostly support you no matter what, except Ivanka at times...hmm.
A lot to think about. ( For you.) Oh and all those grand kids too!
That is all I am saying.

On that note, allow me to be the very first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly share all your blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

PS Hubby had his last cataract post surgeries check up and all is well!
That is except his flu bug, darn!
He is on his tenth day.
Hope it will end before or by the fourteenth day, as some info states, one to two weeks in its entirety.

Monday, December 11, 2017

No excuses, just plain talk about my latest...'s office visit, the nephrologist.

I had an appointment scheduled from August when my GFR showed that I was in stage three of chronic kidney disease and this most recent blood test showed that I wasn't.
And so I tried to cancel the appointment, but I was told to come in and speak with the doctor.
PS the doctor concurred with my assessment from my online access of my blood work.

Even so, he explained to me that I was doing something right with my diet, and so he suggested I comeback in a year after I have my blood test two weeks prior to that office visit to make sure all is still well or better.
I agreed.

And he also was interested in my swollen ankles issue with being in the motorized wheel chair often, and asked if I would want to try water pills, 20 mg. of lasix, taken only twice a week with a potassium pill, and an option of taking them three times a week? (Easier than ice packs down there, and those packs tend to slide off, and for me are hard to do for myself so I have to bother Hubby too often.)

He threw in that it can even help get rid of perhaps ten or more pounds.
Hot Dang, I'm no fool, so I said an absolute yes!
So me who tries hard to diminish her arsenal of meds, just added two more...oh well!
Potassium is not really a drug, and a water pill; is a pseudo diet drug?
Since I do not have high blood pressure or heart disease or other medical issues that would normally be criteria for water pills, just those swollen ankles too often.

Any-who, oddly enough my temperature was still 96.2 taken by his nurse, and my blood pressure was just right!
That low temp. is fascinating since some information states that it is still within the normal realm, and others state it could my thyroid, which I am already on medicine for and comes up perfectly fine with the dosage I am on in my blood work.
Scary items on the topic can be over the top and since I do not feel that bad except for my cough, stuffed nose and a bit achy, but that I am always anyway!
Sepsis was one cause, see scary.
I ruled it out, since the only symptom that was on the list that I have is the low temp.
Too many others to mention here.

It is definitely nice to have an inquisitive mind, but at times it gets the imagination going in the wrong direction, that's all I am going to say.
Lately I have been hooked on those tests online for knowing historical figures, TV stars of the past, etc., fun.
As well as all the streaming on NETFLIX, too many have been viewed to give you critiques at this point, but many are up for the Golden Globes.

Moving on...

Hubby had to drive me to the doctors office, which ordinarily would not be a problem and a get out of the house to beyond onto elsewhere's...but he still feels so horrible, and looks so sad/mad about being in this temporary state.
He has not gotten a high fever back, but his congestion is pitifully yucky sounding, and so he believes that Benedryl has been more beneficial than the Coricidin, so he switched back to it, sorry. I was concerned it affected his blood pressure, but the pharmacist said no.
Me too with my Clariton, both are allergy medications, although we both are also taking cough medications too, his Robitussin DM and mine is the the kid/adult Delsym, orange flavored, recommended by the pharmacist.

After that and in spite of Hubby's awful condition we needed to get too many things inside Publix and so we went in together and completed the task.

On that note of cooperation, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly share all those blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Good evening...

I guess I need a bit of an explanation why I fell asleep so long during the day yesterday.
Well, that night before we had nasty thunderstorms, and Gus our rescue Havanese mix is terribly afraid of them and carries on something awful.

Hubby stayed up with him during the last storm and since his flu is worse than mine, so far, I took a turn at calming Gus all night long.
And we, Gus and I, were up until four forty-three in the morning, so when I fell asleep I awoke the first time around seven thirty.
Feeling not too good myself I decided to take the Coricidin HPB, although I do not have high blood pressure, but the pharmacist nixed the Robitussin DM for me due to my asthma.
Also, my temperature is not as high as Hubby's has been, he had a few days of 102!
That is why I hadn't taken  the Coricidin, it has Tylenol in it, 325 mg., and it is great for lowering temperatures, but I didn't even have 100.

But when I did take it after breakfast I was achy, stuffed up and coughing and sneezing, and that is what Coricidin is for too.

Apparently, I turned my pill container up side down again, so I took, my before breakfast medicine at the right time, but I took my after and bedtime together by mistake, but at the time I did not realize it and neither did Hubby!
Sure I was sleep deprived and that is my excuse! My only one, otherwise I have no idea.

Hubby encouraged me to take a nap after breakfast, and so I even got into bed again after my usual morning shower.

When I did not awake for lunch I think he felt that I needed the rest and let me sleep.
But by seven thirty P.M. he finally woke me!

I was very cold to his touch, but I suppose with him running his fever still although lower like mine, he didn't think anything was wrong I was just very, very tired.
Hours later I said I could have been dead!
So very cold.
He said yeah, or some such thing.
I said I want to be cremated, remember that!

Even after I was awake a while my temperature was only 96.2, and I had taken my thyroid medication! ( With a hypothyroid condition you do tend to run low when not controlled.)
Although, I checked and hypothermia starts at 95 degrees and below from there.

So I did have a late dinner, while writing the blurb I left for you all, supper was a little bit of chili and tomato soup, and took my after lunch medication after dinner, and no more Coricidin.

And yep, last night I had a hard time getting to sleep this time due to whatever the days sleep was, nearly getting my day and night mixed up.
I did fall asleep late, around three A.M. and awoke just after six A.M., but tonight I should be back on track, I think? No naps today!

On that who really cares monologue, remember at times I am also here for your entertainment escapism from your truly more exciting than mine at times lives...
Why was I never asked to write for Seinfeld, I think that I am pretty good at writing about nothing!
As their show was based on, and successful forever, still!

On those overtired notes of delusions of grandeur, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night, and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!