Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Blame The Beatles Why Don't You?
That has nothing to do with anything but I just like it. I found it here on the Messy Nessy Chic blog where amazing and funny and unusual things can frequently be found.
So. Today I woke up and was...anxious...and itching as I have been doing for days now and it was horrible and I took a damn Ativan and I've been non-itchy all day which just goes to show that I certainly AM allergic to anxiety and god damn! I've also been relaxed and didn't do much besides take a walk, do a pile of laundry and some tidying and some embroidering on Gibson's name blanket and I've enjoyed the hell out of being relaxed and not freaking out about shit. And not scratching myself bloody.
What a relief!
I let the world go by as it will and as far as I know the earth is still turning.
I'm about to make a recipe for chicken with lemons and onions that I found on the internet and have been wanting to try. Jessie and Vergil have a tree full of Meyer's lemons and so we've been trying to come up with recipes to use some of them and it's like I said to Jessie, you can't just bake lemons and make them a side dish or something. You know? Of course the best thing to do with them is to make a lemon pie with the age-old Key Lime pie recipe substituting the lemon juice for the lime juice but how many lemon pies can you eat?
I suppose that's a rhetorical question.
Anyway, I'll share the chicken recipe if it turns out decent.
And honestly and truly, that's all I have today. Mr. Moon has purchased our airplane tickets for Cozumel and he even rented a car and although I'll miss our moped rides like crazy, I will feel safer in an actual automobile and he says that maybe one day we can rent a Harley and drive around the island which would be so much fun. The number of tourists and local people who get in wrecks driving mopeds is daunting and I guess we've pushed our luck to the limit in the 30 years we've been visiting. Plus, we won't have to spend half a day dealing with the moped rental place although that's certainly an entertaining thing to do. Yesterday I bought a new suitcase in the Costco and was demonstrating how easily I could dance around with it (it's lightweight and has multiple wheels) in the aisle and I saw Lily look around surreptitiously to see if anyone could see me as I pirouetted holding on to the handle and it made me feel happy that I could still embarrass her although I probably shouldn't feel that way. My old suitcase is busted and heavy besides and there is part of me which just wants to take a mostly empty suitcase and buy everything I need at Chadraui, the grocery/goods store on the island but those Mayan women are so much smaller than I am that it might be difficult to find proper clothing although I'm not even sure what "proper clothing" is for Cozumel but I feel it should at least cover some of my body.
So that's the story for today.
Not itching, relaxed, need to make supper.
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dare i say it? yaaay ativan! i love the idea of you not giving a sh*t, although that not exactly what you said. mostly i just love you.ReplyDelete
And I love you. It is scary what a difference that drug (should I call it a medication?) made in me today. At the very least, it was a break and I needed that so much.ReplyDelete
I was thinking about you today. Have you put out angry Santa?ReplyDelete
No. I think that all of the Christmas decorations are staying upstairs this year.Delete
I'm kinda disappointed! 🎅Delete
Mrs. Moon, I love you. I don't know you and I probably have never commented here, but I love you. My 20-year-old son goes NUTS when I dance in public. Pretends he doesn't know me. But, he loves me anyway. You shed so much light with this blog and I always check in every few days to see what you're up to and to wish you well. I think I found you through the Grady Doctor's blog (I never comment there either) and I am so glad I did.ReplyDelete
I had to quit a job due to stressed eczema. You are so right. Being anxious can make you break out in little bumps ... big hives ... nasty raised plaques ... BOO. Sending peace and fairy dust!
Hello, Nonce! Thanks for stopping by to comment. I really appreciate that.Delete
And yeah- I went to the doctor for stress hives first when I was about sixteen. My doctor asked me what I was stressed about. Instead of telling him the truth I said, "Algebra." Haha!
Glad the Ativan helps you. Your nothing is a lot more than some people'S busy days. You do fine even when you think you are doing nothing. Love to you.ReplyDelete
Love to you too, sweet Joanne.Delete
That book cover (which is AWESOME) just goes to show that there were crazy, right-wing conspiracies even back in the good old days. They just weren't spread at lightning speed by Facebook.ReplyDelete
Cozumel! Woo hoo! Glad to hear you got your tickets. Dave and I are looking forward to our departure for Florida at the end of next week. Hard to believe the year is coming to a close!
I am so not ready to leave for Cozumel and I still don't really believe we're going but I guess we are? It's going to be lovely.Delete