Can you see how tired those guys are? They went thirty-eight miles offshore yesterday and they did indeed catch fish. By the time Mr. Moon got home after dropping Owen off at his dad's, he was completely wiped out and I'm sure that Owen was too. Glen reports that Owen was so polite, so helpful, and such good company. They were able to get in the water a few times and I'm sure that helped as I know it was literally blistering hot out there on the Gulf.
The first thing Mr. Moon did this morning after he had his coffee was to take the dishwasher out and get rid of the dead rat. He scrubbed the area down with Fabuloso, put the dishwasher back in its place, and my kitchen now holds no odor whatsoever of rodent death. Such a good man!
Then I got in the kitchen and made him a swell Sunday brunch with everything from bacon and eggs and biscuits to air-fried potatoes with onions and peppers to homemade fig preserves. And sliced garden tomatoes. In fact, the potatoes and peppers came from our garden too. Not the cat piss potatoes, I hasten to assure you.
I have been plain pissy today. I remembered how much I like that word when I was watching a TicTok by this woman whose name I do not remember who is of a certain age and very southern and she was talking about having hot flashes and how horribly uncomfortable they are.
"And they piss me off!" she said. "And I'm already a pissy person."
I'm having a similar problem in that my GD doctor who prescribes my hormones (NOT my beloved Dr. Z) has not responded to my compounding pharmacy's request for a refill for me and I have been taking half my usual dosage in order not to run out completely and guess what?
Not only am I pissy but I am also having hot flashes and am generally emotional and cry at the drop of a hat.
"You don't love me!" I feel like wailing at my poor husband.
Jesus god but come on. After conceiving and carrying four babies to term and then delivering them and keeping them alive with my tender loving care and milk made from my very own body and going through PMS for decades and decades and having periods, and then peri-menopause and then menopause itself and- well, y'all know what I'm talking about (except for those of you who only know about it all theoretically and LUCKY YOU!) I am not up for going through all of this hormonally related bullshit again.
I am just not.
But you do what you have to do and today I had to cry a lot. I did not accuse my husband of not loving me anymore but I definitely traced an outline of that message to deliver to him and bless him, he just took it all in and apologized for whatever he's done that has made me feel this way (not much) and told me he loves me.
Which is about the best way to handle these things.
I was not about to go work outside and I didn't. I went back to fuss with my dress and when I finally got it to the point I could try it on, it somehow still felt snug and yet- gapped in certain places.
I'm thinking I'm just going to cut out what I've done and sew a piece of wide black elastic in there. Either that or throw the damn thing in the garbage. It wouldn't even make good rags.
I'll probably fool with it some more tomorrow. What else do I have to do? Can green beans? Oh yeah. I sure do need to do that.
In more cheerful news-
So far.
You have no idea how much I love that little tropical plant that came from a beach on the Atlantic near where I used to swim in my childhood.
It's been thirty-eight, to be exact. Lily wasn't even one yet. In fact, she started really walking on that trip in a restaurant where we ate a different dinner.
We laughed. The memory of that meal is so clear and so real and yet, I cannot remember how I cooked the fish. I do think I fried it.
it wouldn't matter how many drinks my mother had we would not have gotten along better. she was a selfish and self centered woman. and when she was having 'a few more' drinks she was downright nasty. Marc had to basically throw them out of our house one evening early in our marriage. I'll have to tell that story. if I haven't already. been blogging for 14 years and have no idea what stories I've told and which ones I haven't.
ReplyDeletebut, wow, look at all those fish!
I, too, have been blogging so long that I know for a fact I am repeating stories. Oh well. Perhaps some readers have never heard them.
DeleteYour mother really was a piece of work, wasn't she?
sweet fish dinner memory with toddler Lily! How could you even recall how you cooked that fish? I can't recall what I made for dinner last night LOL! Sounds like you'll have put on your *stern* voice and call your Drs. office tomorrow! And I just read up on Sea Grapes.... only the female plants bear fruit....wonder which gender plant you have? Time will tell!
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PS..... that dress alteration sounds like way too much! I'd toss it! Or cut the top half off, turn it into a skirt with an elastic or drawstring waist and you'll be all set! And also, glad stinky rat is gone!
I did put on my stern voice and call the doctor's office today and am now in possession of my hormones! Hurray!
DeleteThe reason we remember that meal is because it was just so simple and so good. Without a doubt one of the best we've ever eaten together.
That's an incredible haul of gish. Some very good eating there. I hope the hormone rx gets filled very soon, before you run amok!
ReplyDeleteNo, Gish was a movie star. Fish, there, that's it
DeleteGish should be a word. More than Lillian's last name.
DeleteI do not think I will be running amok. Hormones received.
Those Guys sure caught a good lot of Fish! A tiring yet productive trip and good bonding time for them both. So sorry you're having Menopausal issues, I remember those well. Mine were alleviated by Natural Remedies my Chinese Eastern Medicine Docs provided me with, Western Medicine really didn't have anything that was safe or Natural. I hope yours don't last too long and you get some relief, since the ups and downs of the Emotional Rollercoaster are hard on everyone. I could be very ratchet with mine and I'm so glad I aged past it all. Glad the Dead Rat situation was solved.
ReplyDeleteNo, no, dear Bohemian. I went through menopause many years ago but was one of the cursed ones who never stopped having hot flashes. Fifteen percent of women never do. Also, there were mental health issues related to the hormonal changes too. I did try natural remedies (did a lot of research) but not one bit of it helped in the least.
DeleteGood that you are o n HRT even if you have had to slow it down because doctor's are shit. I did not do HRT's , was advised against it, everyone lived but the discomfort was intense. It was sudden , too- yanked out my lady parts, they did, and overnight i was living in a different body!
ReplyDeleteThe question "Can green beans?" my brain answered "I don't know, can they?" That is how I function these days- so effing literal...
I LOVE the memory of baby Lili learning to walk in the fish cafe and the stroller full of baby Lili taking her out for Pina coladas with the grown ups. So joyful.
You are so brave and strong to have gone though a hysterectomy without taking hormones following it. That must have truly been a bad time for awhile.
DeleteCan beans? Well, I think they can. And I can can beans. Last night my beans (not canned) were made into a Thanksgiving-like green bean casserole which the man had requested. It was really good, too!
That was a very sweet trip with Lily although poor Glen had to walk her around in her stroller every night until the wee hours because she would not go to sleep. She was not an easy child. Or baby. Or teen. But she turned out truly awesome anyway!
When I was a few years younger than you are now I saw a lady doctor about more HRT and she sent me for blood tests and we discovered my blood pressure was way to high and my cholesterol also and then we discussed what foods might be affecting me that I still had hot flushes when I shouldn't have been. Which may NOT be the case with you, but could be something to discuss anyway. Turns out my triggers were chocolate, which does heat the blood and I ate far too much of it, also too much coffee which I no longer drink and waaaaay too much ice cream, which I now eat only in summer and far less than I used to.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, see your doctors, discuss things and get those hormones but try a lower dose if he/she recommends.
I have been taking a lower dose. Thank you for those suggestions. My doctor told me that fifteen percent of women never quit having hot flashes. After having mine for a few years and then going fairly insane, I was ready to try anything.
DeletePS, that's a LOT of delicious fish dinners to look forward to.
ReplyDeleteSeriously!
DeleteA colleague who I shared an office with used to suffer dreadfully from PMT and at certain times of the month she would just put her head down on the desk and cry - and I had no idea what on earth was wrong (until she told me) nor what I could do about it (nothing, as it happened). So while it didn't happen to me I really feel for you. As for that fish catch - well isn't that wonderful! I was married for 26 years to "a fisherman" and I swear to god I never actually saw him catch a fish! Now I just buy mine!
ReplyDeleteSome women really do suffer from hormonal changes. I definitely used to know exactly where in my cycle I was simply by knowing how I felt at the moment. It was so apparent.
DeleteWell, when my husband goes fishing, I feel quite certain that he is indeed fishing!
Well done Superglen on getting rid of the rat in the kitchen. This episode reminded of a track by the British band UB40. You might like to check it out:- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jausD8qsnKU
ReplyDeleteCatchy tune! Thanks for the link, Mr. P.
DeleteWow! that sure is a lot of fish! They had a very successful day.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry you are having trouble getting your hormone pills. That would really bother me as it is so easy for doctors to handle all of that online now. There is no excuse for any delay. Maybe a pina colada would help?! :)
All is taken care of! Hurray!
DeleteWow! Those are some accomplished fishermen. I'm impressed!
ReplyDeleteAnd bravo to Glen for relieving you of the rat.
I hope the pharmacy sorts out your meds. Dave has a terrible time getting his meds sometimes and it's endlessly frustrating to us. WHY is it such a chore to refill a standing prescription?
You are the only person I've ever known who's grown a sea grape as a potted plant from seed. I wouldn't have even thought it possible!
I know that doctors and pharmacists are overloaded at times with prescription issues but yeah- a lot of us really depend on these medications and it's so anxiety-producing when we have a hard time getting them.
DeleteI feel certain that some other people have grown sea grapes in a pot. I shall have to google that.
Is important to live the most happy possible. In a few moments It is possible, and in others moments It is not possible. Is important be possitive. Have a nice summer. Greetings from Mallorca.
ReplyDeleteInteresting!
DeleteFor a pissy post, this was a great one. I've been to the gulf but not out to the keys. Maybe some day if I don't get too pissy.
ReplyDeleteHello and welcome, Mr. Lisleman! Thank you for stopping by and commenting. The Keys are pretty cool, albeit extremely touristy. But I think they still have some funky charm.
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