Hey everyone! Sorry for not posting lately.

Life happens.

Our computer had given us issues for a long time (taking forever to boot up, etc) which would make me not want to bother trying to do much of anything on it. Then we got a new kitten which sucked up a lot of time and attention. Don’t want to do anything but stare at her cute face! Lastly I have had acid reflux issues. It started right before my birthday and almost six months later finally get some relief.  To quote the doctor, “It’s just heartburn.” There is no JUST about it for anyone suffering from it, let me tell ya.

As a result from the reflux, I had to change how and what I ate so I could actually eat w/o being in pain. That has resulted in me loosing about thirty pounds since June. I have continued my gym going, swimming and occasional yoga as well. I did a 28 Day Plank Challenge (modified due to wrists and spine) which I am sure helped a bit as well. I am happy for the weight loss. I am seeing a number I have not seen in about seventeen years.  I am on the tail end of the elimination diet. I have reintroduced a lot of food back. I am able to eat most things. Some in moderation and a just a few not at all (tomatoes, which I should not eat anyway because they cause inflammation in my hips).

This summer was the first time in my life that I was able to eat fish…and like it. I eat sushi now! I prefer raw to cooked. I stick with tuna or salmon. Hey! It’s something! Japan, here I come!

The computer died over this past weekend. Which was also our 17th Dateiversary. We got a lovely new one.

Clementine will be six months old this weekend. She has gotten so big! She and Cole are doing a little better together but they definitely have their moments. He is old and a curmudgeon and wants to be left alone. Clem is a kitten and full of energy. She want to play. She is a cuddle bug, loves to be picked up and paid attention to.

Knitting wise I have worked on the scrap blanket pretty diligently since March. Even in the summer.

I post frequently on Instagram for those interested.

Cole and Clem do, too.

I hope to get back into the swing of things soon. Thanks to everyone who is following!


Forthcoming Photography Series

I was thinking today about the book A Year of Mornings.  When I had first read it some years ago it had inspired me. Today while doing the dishes, a daily necessary chore, that I particularly don’t enjoy doing, I thought, “Hey! What about a series of photos on everyday life. The mundane stuff that one would not normally associate with photography. That might be interesting.” So here we are. My intention is to post more regularly and so this I feel will help, though, I know myself and if I have to do it everyday it will begin to feel like a chore, so I’m hoping every couple of weeks, at least once a month. I also don’t plan on these being part of Wordless Wednesday but their own thing. How I take them is not set in stone, they might be  taken with the tablet or the DSLR. I am not sure how long it will be or how repetitive (I hope not) some might be. If anyone has suggestions, I’m willing to hear them. At the moment I only have a couple of ideas floating around in my head. Tentative tag/title/category is Everyday Life. Stay tuned!


things and stuff

We had our Housewarming, but Not too Warm party a few weeks ago. We had more people here than we could have ever fit in our old place! It was so nice for everyone to come celebrate the start of our new lives in our new place.

The reading corner now has a lamp and today we picked up a small blue mosaic table. We have some art up, too.

Cole is adjusting well. He’s a funny, weird guy. He will walk in front of me and tilt his head back so he can watch me behind him. After he kills his toy he walks around the place looking for a place to bury it. It’s absolutely adorable. He prefers the water from the tub faucet than from his bowl. He’s also a morning cat. He wakes us up almost every day around 9AM (too early for us, Harry works 2nd shift) with crazy purring while sitting on one of our pillows so he’s really loud.

Last tuesday night when leaving to get Harry from work my right foot gave out and twisted. I slipped and fell down a stair to the 2nd floor landing. I managed to stand up and make it out to the car, hobbling all the way there. I drove the 10 minutes to Harry’s work, but he drove home. It hurt, A LOT. My first thought was “Fuck, I think I sprained my ankle” followed quickly by “I hope I didn’t sprain my ankle.” (I had sprained my right ankle a week from turning 13 (1987) during spring break. Back then there was a shoe store on the first floor of the Empire State Building. My foot gave out when I was on the small flight of stairs in the store.) This time didn’t hurt as much as the first (or my body is more used to pain now). So wednesday we went to Urgent Care and I got it looked at. I was pretending to be a zombie when I was ambulating to the x-ray room  and said “Braaaains” when going past the desk. Harry yelled “Don’t do that in hospitals!”

I can kinda sorta walk normalish now. I tried driving a short distance today. My ankle was telling me it’s not a good idea, though. I hope it heals soon. I don’t want to be gimpy for my birthday.