Saturday, March 7, 2020

I Think I'll Live


There you have a cat's eye view of a small part of the garden. Look at that beautiful chard glowing in the sun. Next are the carrots, then mustards, arugula, and some broccoli. I was out there today planting my onions and doing a little weeding. It was a joy.
And it wasn't just a joy because the day was so cool, the sun so bright, the air so not-humid or even because Maurice was there for a little while to supervise and then little Miss Violet came in to peck at some tasty broccoli leaves.
It was a joy because today, for the first time since Tuesday a week ago, I felt good.
I was beginning to lose hope that this would ever happen.
A few days ago I started using Flonase and for the life of me I can't remember which of you suggested that but THANK YOU! I also got and started taking some Sudafed. And whether due to both or either of those or just time, my ear is unstopped and I seem to have quit producing quarts of snot per day. Maybe just a pint or two. It had gotten to the point where I was truly astounded at the amount of mucus my body could create. And Mr. Moon has had the same problem. We've been going around snorting and sniffing and coughing and blowing our noses and then laughing because we were both doing the same thing. And best of all I think, I haven't felt today as if I were sick. You know that feeling? That you're just not right. Today I have felt far more like a normal human.
Well, you know, within the parameters of normalcy.

So I worked in the garden some and did a few other things and it's been a lovely day. Mr. Moon got a lot of stuff done this morning and early afternoon including collecting many bags of oak leaves from suburban neighborhoods where people believe that raking the leaves and putting them in non-degradable plastic bags is something that should be done.
To them I say- WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? And also- THANK YOU!
Free mulch for us.
Now he's at a basketball game with all the grandboys and Jessie and Vergil. Here's a picture he sent me.


Gibson looks a bit glum, doesn't he? 
Anyway, the game may be over now and August is coming home with Boppy. He hasn't had a sleepover here in a long time and this morning, feeling the way I did, I thought it would be a dandy night to have him over. Mr. Moon agreed as did Jessie. 

So I better get in that kitchen and make some supper for the fellas. You know how hungry that little boy gets. 

I'm pretty excited. 

Damn, but it feels good to feel good. 

Love...Ms. Moon

P.S. I just remembered that we have to set the clocks up an hour tonight. Great. Just great. When are we going to stop this insanity? 
Sigh.

25 comments:

  1. So good to hear you are finally feeling better with ears that work! I don't like Sudafed........but it does work. We have been plagued with what I believe to be allergies here........willow's profusely blooming and releasing their puffy poofs thickly in the air.......and massive amounts of nose blowing all day. It will pass, eventually. Enjoy your August sleepover! Purple cows, maybe? Split pea soup and cornbread for dinner here.......it is a soup kind of day (minus your wonderful bread)
    Susan M

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    1. PS we in Calif. voted 2 years ago to stop messing with the time change.......but what happened? NOTHING! I dread it. I'm a morning person and hate getting up in the dark
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    2. I avoided taking Sudafed this go-round until I just knew I had to. It can make you feel speedy and weird which I have to admit I used to sort of enjoy. Not any more. But Mr. Moon got me the 12-hour kind and it seems to not be as abrupt in its effects. We've got the pine pollen here. Or maybe it's oak. I don't know but damn, it covers everything.
      So what good was that vote?

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  2. Very glad you're feeling better. Yes, being normal again is cool.

    This year I thought I'd get ahead of the time change and be less confused when I wake up tomorrow. S
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    reset the clocks that need it. Then a car crashed on a nearby road, taking down a pole, all the wires down, road blocked. And the power company had to cut the power so as to replace the pole and connect everything again.

    And the power just came back on. All the changed clocks are now flashing zeroes. So much for trying to stay ahead!

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    1. Sometimes there IS good reason to put off tomorrow what you could do today!
      Those dang flashing clocks. I hate them.

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  3. So glad you’re feeling better. You realize you may have had the corona virus which would now make you immune. Who the hell knows? No one does, cause nobody’s really being tested. Enjoy that sweet little man.

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    1. And that's the scariest part- we DON'T know who has it and who doesn't. And now we know exactly how Trump handles national emergencies. Exactly as we thought he would.

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  4. Yay you! I hope you and August have a smashing time.

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  5. Flonase is like a gift, and I did not recommend it, but am sure happy for you. Thanks for the clock reminder; I thought it was a week from now. But that's St. Paddy's day. Erin go braugh and no one could figure out which way or what to turn.

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    1. I never knew the joys of Flonase but now I do!
      Glad I could be of service. I'm sure you got all your clocks set properly now. And feel free to remind me next weekend when it's St. Patrick's day.

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  6. So happy you are finally better! Yay! I did not suggest it but I will agree with you about Flonase and Sudafed. I keep them on hand because when my allergies act up those are the only things that help.

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    1. A powerful duo! I had Sudafed at the house but I swear it had to be fifteen years old. The new stuff works a lot better. I wonder why.

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  7. I'm glad you're feeling better now. It's horrible feeling under par isn't it. I developed hay fever later in life (in my 40s probably) and it was miserable. Didn't last long but when you've walked around for a few weeks looking like a gargoyle it's long enough!

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    1. I had hay fever terribly as a child but have slowly outgrown it for the most part for which I am VERY grateful. It is a horrible thing, isn't it?

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  8. Since I know you hit Costco fairly regularly, I can also recommend Kirkland Aller-Flo (sold in a 5 pack). Have found it works as well or better than Flonase--and is considerably less expensive.

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    1. But what would I do with five bottles of it? That's the problem with Costco, which I do love. But I'll look at a half bushel of limes for $5.99, knowing that I couldn't get half that many at Publix for the same price but I know I'll never use them all before they turn into rocks. It's a deeply troubling conundrum for me.

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    2. I think about that, too, when considering what to buy at Costco--don't want things to go to waste. The nearest one is a 70 mile RT for me so I only go at two-three months intervals. However, I use the spray year-round for my allergies. Bought a 5 pack a year ago and still have two left. The good news is that they don't expire for another year so none of the bottles will go unused.

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  9. Happy to hear you are feeling better.

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  10. yay, your body finally kicked it's butt. I too am in awe of how much and how fast the body produces mucus. I haven't planted much of a garden since Harvey. I do need to start doing that again. yesterday was cold and overcast here. personally I like daylight savings time since I'm not an early riser. I just don't like the transition. I wish they would pick one and stick with it.

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    1. I, too, wish they'd pick one and stick with it.
      I think you should do container gardening. That's what my friend Lon has been doing and his plants are gorgeous. You don't need as many because they get so huge!

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  11. I love that you collect leaves from your suburban neighbors. And then they probably buy bagged mulch!

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