I Wish You Could Smell The Rain

This is the text I got this morning before I even woke up. I knew we had someone coming to replace a gasket on the refrigerator but the appointment was supposed to be any time between noon and five, not eight and five. And then, for it to say "it could be earlier or later" than 8am-5pm seemed excessively unspecific to me. 

Obviously I wasn't going to get my shopping done today. 
And I couldn't seem to get motivated to get anything done. So I piddled around doing a little of this and a little of that and at one point I went out to the swing porch to give the hair from my hairbrush to whatever critter might want it, I saw something that I could not believe. 

I wish I had taken better pictures which included the whole bamboo stalk. What you're looking at here is a bamboo that we obviously missed which had actually entered the the porch roof and ripped up part of it. 
Not to offend anyone but Jaysus, Mary, and Joseph!

The damage had been done but in order to prevent even more, I went and got the loppers and cut that stem off at the bottom. I cut it into three pieces, thinking I'd get those and the dead branch that had fallen from an oak tree, hauled to the burn pile but that never happened. 
Yet. It will. It really will. I swear. 

Here's what that piece of bamboo looks like. 

You see that yellow part? That whole thing was inside the ceiling of the porch roof. Which now looks like this.

Does homeowner's insurance cover bamboo damage? 

How could this have happened? It's not like I NEVER go out on that porch. Am I blind? 
I guess so. 

So that was perturbing and the big excitement for my day. 

My plan was to get the garden cart and load it up with the fallen branch and the bamboo after I'd picked what I thought would be just a few beans. Didn't I just pick those things? 
Well, an hour later I had this.

All this rain we've having is encouraging the beans to make more of themselves and these beans are fat and luscious. Some of them are huge but I guarantee they'll be tender. 

Anyway, picking those things took almost an hour and after that, I was soaked through and in no mood to be loading up garden carts which is why I didn't. 

Tomorrow Lily and I are going to try and get to the pottery open studio. And then I'll have my shopping to do. This will probably be an all day affair and lunch will be involved with Gibson and Maggie too. I bet I know where they'll want to go. 

Sigh.

So how IS the Zepbound adventure going? 
Asked no one.
Too bad. I'll tell you anyway. 

On Friday it will have been a month since I started taking the medication and as I have said, it has made a profound difference in my life and how I think and feel about food. And eating. And myself. 

When I give myself the injection on Friday it will be with a higher dosage than the one I've been taking for the past month. You start on the lowest dosage and increase slowly until you've found the right place for you to be. I am glad I'm going to be increasing my dosage because I have started hearing some of the food noise again. I told Mr. Moon that a few days ago and he was clueless about what food noise is. 
Oh, to be that sort of person!
I explained to him as best I could, which is that it's the constant, constant brain chatter about what I should eat next, what I can eat next, what I shouldn't eat next, and what I have in my cabinets and refrigerator that might taste good right about now, and hey! I'm hungry! 
And so forth. 
He had no idea that's how my brain worked. Why should he? I never told him. I just thought it was normal to think like that, feel like that. 
And thus, felt great shame that I could not just shut that shit up by myself. 

And this week, I've found myself thinking more about treats. Those dark chocolate covered coconut things from Costco have remembered to call my name. Not strongly enough to really tempt me but...in a way, it's scary just that I'm thinking about them more than very occasionally. I do not want to lose this mindset. I do not want to wake up and find that this is all a dream. 

And I'm still craving the salads. Oh my god. Here's what I made last night. 

There's baked tofu in it along with all the vegetables. And the miso dressing. Gotta have the miso dressing! 

I did not eat nearly all of that salad and I ate it again for lunch. Tonight I'll be eating some leftover chicken and vegetables from Sunday night. I am still very satisfied with my meals. 
But I can feel myself on a slippery slope and so the higher dosage sounds right to me. 

Here are two pictures that Mr. Moon sent me from this morning when he got up early to go drink coffee on the dock. 

He finally caught a bass! There ARE fish in Lake Seminole! 

And I guess we're going to have to name this guy.

It's storming again. Here's a little video I made. That last few seconds are the most dramatic ones although the sound of that bolt of lightning and the resulting thunder were much louder than the video captures. You can see that I jumped. 

It was way close. 

I am once again reminded that there are powers much bigger than any I have. 

Although- I did have the power to create a human life and deliver that life safely onto earth. And that's not nothing. 

Happy birthday, Hank. I love you so much and can't wait to celebrate you this weekend. 

Love...Mama Ms. Moon

P.S. Caleb did come and he replaced the gasket in the refrigerator in less than a red-hot second. And it was before 5.