This morning I met up with my buddy, Duch, who was in area. We settled up for Girl Scout cookies and she had a gift for my 💔heart…
She has my Zush’s image made on a pillow. Even Jim couldn’t get over how real she seemed to be on the pillow.
So between Zush’s foster Mom, making Zush socks for me, my buddy Juls keeping Zush going for me in Birthday gifts, and my Duch finally getting Zush on the sofa, well… I 💚you guys!
I’m lamenting the fact that I used to, knock wood, feel good in the winter.
Since the cataract surgery in December, it seems that I had one round with the flu, as did Jim. The flu ran its’ course, closely followed by respiratory illness. When you think you’re done, then yours truly comes down with the mother of all head colds. Above are my new best friends; after all , there is only so much I can take.
Hopefully, my next post will have a little less tissues in my pocket as I type this post. By the way, shout out to my buddy Juls who pulled me up, via long distance. That’s what sisters are for. Also, shout out to my girl Kasia🐕, nurse extraordinary. As my buddy Kathy told me- they want you to get them out!
So we figured we pulled out the Greg visit and got up here sage and sound, right?
Until this morning, when Jim started the day with a fever that is climbing: I managed to get some aspirin into him and get him to force some fluids, but what else is new? As Jim would say, whenever we plan something, well, how does that old chestnut go? ” Man plans, and God laughs.”
We were going up to an 80th birthday party in Pennsylvania tomorrow, which, of course now is out of the question. I called Jim’s sister up to share the lousy news with her. We were really looking forward to it.
I am glad Greg is here to keep me company, as Jim has been sleeping most of the day. I made a pot of chicken corn soup, with a tip of the hat to my buddy Juls for the recipe, as it was tasty and kept up warm. Now it’s waiting to get warmed up for when Jim has an appetite again.
We both got flu shots this year, so we are trying to figure out where this came from.
Hold a good thought for us, ok? This is getting to be a hell pf a weekend.
We are resting comfortably tonight. I have come to realize that all I need to do is sit by her bed when she is sundowning and I can rub her head and ears and she tends to relax. Thanks to my buddy Juls, I now know how to massage Zush, and have actually added peppermint for her arthritic hips, with a lavender oil around her head and now she is sleeping at my feet calmly.
I have come to find other blogs with dogs in similar situations. It really is comforting to know we aren’t the only folks walking our golden girl through this issue. We get through each day thankful that we had another day together.
So when you think things are really low, little surprises pop up to change your day.
My nephew Greg is here for a much anticipated visit. It actually is nice to have my family here for once. We played Monopoly and went walking with the girls.
When we had come in, there were some parcels delivered.One was an early gift from my friend Duch. It was something to help me keep things in perspective-a red baseball hat with a dog on it and it says “Tail Therapy.”
Then I got two great cards from my bud Juls- one for my birthday which was so lovely and a barking card for Christmas! It was nice to feel loved.
Appreciation is highly underrated.
My buddy, Belinda, first introduced me to the beauty of sea glass about two years ago, when she was staying over at Reeds Beach and we all went up to see them. It made such an impression on me, that when I got back, I started collecting it with a passion.
The hard part,though,is that in order to get the end result of beautifully polished glass, you need a tumbler for the stones.I have yet to get to that part: it is definitely on my to-do list.
This is a shot of a bud vase that I filled up with sea glass that I actually purchased when my buddy Juls was down visiting.I have always been a pushover for blues and greens, so I chose these stones for a calming effect when I am standing at my kitchen sink.I also have a large rectangular vase on my kitchen counter that I have filled with glass that I have actually found while walking the girls on the beach.It isn’t quite as pretty as the blues and greens in my bud vase, but the memories and potential of the polish to come is heart-warming.
I hope to eventually get a tumbler to get my stones polished and bring out their full potential.It’s my deepest prayer that both my girls will be able to walk the shore line slowly with me, and keep filling up my vase.
We had managed to get home in time me to see the ball drop in Times Square last night.Sad to say in our late 50’s, it doesn’t take much to get us in bed early.
Today I went with my friend Juls to go see Lucy her horse and Layla her foal. Both horses are beautiful and until you get close to a horse, you really can’t understand the beauty of the animals. Truly they are magnificent creatures.
Good thing we are short on space, because I’d want one.
Happy 2016!Thanks for reading.
Now that the weather is working its’ way down I would love to pick up my knitting needles and get back at it.
I am embarrassed to say I have a pile of yarn that is by my rocking chair,and I really need to keep my hands busy. It gets kind of rough though, as I had gone through a spell with carpal tunnel about twelve years ago, and I always get apprehension about waking up a sleeping giant,as it were.
My friends Kate and Juls are master knitters and their skills are quite awesome and make me green with envy. I know I will never quite get there, but hey, I will let my hands do the talking.
It was organized chaos in here yesterday.
For all 590,000 pieces of paper mailed, there for a few moments you would have found 590,000
at the front desk…or so it seemed.
But it’s over, for now, at least.
My friend Cyn had her surgery yesterday and apparently it was successful, in a manner of
speaking.**still working the beads for her as I type**
One of my BFF’s, Juls, started her new job yesterday and lived to tell about it.
We have one more meal of my leftover Easter ham and it was pretty good.
Maybe, just maybe, things are looking up?
One of my BFFs, Juls, is taking a page from book.
She is having shoulder surgery Friday.
** working the beads**
Being in the big city with a lot of university hospitals, and being an old pro with doctors, well, let’s just say I don’t care for pain, especially when it wakes me from a sound sleep.
I know surgery is scary, but know you’ll hold a good thought for Juls on Friday.it’s always good to get your health back.
This weekend, our scene will be a little different…we’ll be out in south central Pennsylvania visiting one of BFF, Juls and her husband Tim. We’ll be celebrating Juls’ birthday,albeit a week later.
The house is in peace and quiet heaven, and the gals are happy because they play with Ginger and Lily on March mountain; in fact, dog play will be a highlight of the trip.
Change is good: spending time with friends? Even better!
Happy Memorial Day weekend!
My buddy Juls, is with us. This morning she went with me and we took her dog Ginger, and I took Kasia, much to Zush’s dismay. It was so warm, I wanted Zush to stay comfortable . My walking friends joined us as we all went down to the Cape May Lewis Ferry port and sat and rested before coming back.
Enjoy your holiday. As I did at the Ferry, if you see a Vet, thank them.
I was shocked this morning when one of my best friends, Juls, texted me to say her 12-year-old golden retriever, Brinley, died in her arms. That’s Brin and Juls in the above picture with me and Zush.
As my pal Juls said of Brinley, she was a classy gal. I’d like to think Zush learned from hanging around with her. Poor Brin was hit by a UPS truck when she was six and made it through 4 surgeries and physical therapy and fought like a trooper. She got to know Zusher first, and later “tolerated” Kasia, as did Zush.**hahahaha** She took to the younger pups, suffered no fools, and was comfortable in her own skin, as is Zush.
I wish I was with my pal Juls now, as I know we’d both be quivering masses of tears.Dog moms are like that, as these guys are our kids too.As I sit here and type this, tears are filling my eyes because I loved Brin-she was a special gal. I know Zush and Kasia and I will meet up with her again, but until then, I will miss her. I never got a chance to thank her for all the love she gave, but, I think she knew it.
Rest up, Brin- you’ll need your energy for when we all catch up with you.
…Yup, if I have a card for a free Dunkin’ Donuts iced tea or coffee.
I picked one up coming into the office this morning from the train. I gave myself a treat and let them put some cream in it.**sorry Greg**
I can’t believe that it’s going to have highs in the 70’s today and this week. I think back longingly to the day of spring coats. and cardigans, and curse global warming. I am wearing a seersucker shirt today and strangely feel like I should be going home today pulling out capris out of my closet. I hate to see the heat come, as poor Zusher gets the best of it. My friend Juls has her Brinley puppy cut to keep her cool, and think I might have to resort to that to keep Zusher comfortable this year….**sigh**
Happy last day of winter !