Thursday, February 16, 2017

I'd Love to Change the World, but I Don't Know What to Do.

Just so you know...Heidi is doing much better, thank you. Last Saturday, John woke me up and he was crying because she hadn't eaten yet and it had been 4 days, and he was going to take her into the vet to have them run some blood tests. He was so sad for her. I said, "Before you do that, give me a minute. I have one more trick up my sleeve..." When I was sick, I didn't want to eat because I couldn't taste anything, and as we all know, I rarely eat just because I'm hungry, so I thought a stronger taste might help. I also remembered my college years, and that weed was a great appetite inducer. I went out to the garden and found some fresh catnip. Since we apparently don't experience real Winter in Iowa anymore, it was warm enough in February to have new catnip growing. I picked a bunch and tore some up in front of where Heidi was lying. She sniffed it and for the first time in 4 days, I saw her actually eat something...Or at least lick it. I wasn't sure if she actually ate it.

I headed out for a run and while I was running, I thought, "Please, please, please, let Heidi eat something before I get home." When I got back, John was waiting for me with tears in his eyes. This time he was happy crying, because Heidi ate some tuna. Yea!

By Saturday evening when we got home from our ride, she even came downstairs and tried to eat food out of Archie's bowl. You know, because...Reasserting dominance. Anyway, she's pretty much back to normal and we couldn't be happier.

As for us? Well, we had a great weekend. Again, since we don't seem to have much of a Winter here anymore, we decided to make the best of our plus 50 degree weather in February to go on a long bike ride.

We rode 50 miles there and back to Sutliff Bridge.

When we got there, we saw that they were having their golf tournament thingy. It used to be a fund raiser to fix up the bridge, but now I'm not sure what they use the money for.

They put a bowl like thing in the river. It's usually frozen in February, but not this year, so they tied the bowl to the bridge and it moved with the current. People paid for three tries and if anyone actually hit it in the bucket, they would get some kind of prize. We didn't see that happen before we left.

The ride was lovely. We rode with a friend who hadn't ridden outside at all over the Winter, so we went a little slower, but that was okay for me, because I wasn't feeling all that strong.

On the way back, we stopped at Big Grove for an early dinner. Since I've cut way down on my drinking, I had a root beer - which I know is sugar, but I'm still working on my sugar consumption.

When we got home, we watched "Kubo and the Two Strings". I really liked it. You don't see too many fables as movies anymore.

Sunday was in the forties, but it was crazy windy. John was going to ride his bike around the campgrounds at Lake McBride. At first, I thought I'd try to run around by our house, because I wasn't feeling great, but then I really wanted to run around the lake, so I risked it and got lucky.

John dropped me off at the parking lot by the boat house and I ran into the wind to check out the spillway.

As you can tell from my bangs, the winds were strong...

I turned back and ran the other way down the trail toward Solon and had the wind at my back the whole way.

My goal was to try and run 7 miles, but I got a little over 8 miles in. I was pretty tired by the end of it, so I went home and bathed and then took a nice, long, nap.

This weekend is supposed to be even warmer. Seriously - 65 degrees in Iowa in February. All I can do is take advantage of it and play outside as much as possible and try not to worry about what is happening to our planet...

Friday, February 10, 2017

See These Eyes So Green. I Can Stare For a Thousand Years.

Sorry I haven't written this week. It's been kind of rough around our house lately. Our girl Heidi has been really sick. I'll warn you that the picture under this is graphically gross.

It all started when I fed the cats at their normal time and right after that. Heidi jumped on the couch to get even MORE sleep, when she suddenly projectile vomited all over the cushion. She then freaked out, ran into the kitchen, puked some more and then crawled under the kitchen table where she became a mouth breather. John didn't think much of it, since cats puke and then we clean it up and they get over it, but you know how it is when you obsess over your pets...You can just feel that something's wrong.

Warning: Graphically gross photo after this point -

Heidi actually slept in our bed all night that night. Normally, she will tolerate us for a little bit, but what with my nighttime hot flashes and the throwing off of covers and then the throwing back of covers when the flash is over and I'm sweaty and freezing (pretty) about a hundred times a night, Heidi is usually way past annoyed and out of there after the first hour or so.

When I left for work, she was still breathing through her mouth, but we thought that maybe some of the puke went through her nose and that it would clear up within the day. I was still worried enough that I asked Stinky to come by on her way to class and check up on her. Normally, Heidi runs and hides when Stinky comes over, because she sometimes has that pesky puppy with her. This time, Stinky said, Heidi let her come up and pet her, so she knew something was way off. She took the above photo so we could see how sick she was.

John took her to the vet and they gave her some anti-nausea medicine and some anti-biotics. They said she had an upper respiratory infection. Poor baby. Her temperature was up to 104.5. John brought her home and she immediately hid, which isn't strange for Heidi.

The other strange thing is that Archie kept his distance and when he did get close to her, he started hissing. Archie loves Heidi more than he loves us and we feed him. I was so mad at him, but John said it's an instinctive response. It probably helps cats avoid getting sick themselves, when they sense a sick cat and avoid them. He said dogs will attack a sick animal. I suppose that's because dogs are pack animals and a sick member could mess-up the entire pack...Anyway, it was just sad to see Archie reacting to Heidi that way, especially when she was feeling so crappy.

So, as of today. Heidi's temperature is back to normal, but we still can't get her to eat or drink. John got some lactated ringers to inject something to hydrate Heidi and she is still taking her anti-biotics. I hope she's better through the weekend. I love her so much.

Thursday, February 02, 2017

Welcome to the Working Week. Oh, I Know it Don't Thrill You. I Hope it Don't Kill You.

So, I haven't been the best about writing this week and I STILL haven't done an end of the year post for 2016. I've been a little busy for some reason, but I promise to get on that.

I'll just write about my week up until now, since I'm sure it will shock and amaze you...Or just put you to sleep. On Monday I got to work and they had a surprise happy wedding party for me. It was really sweet of them. That got that frame in the first photo for me, made with bike chain. How cool is that? They also got me a cake with a bike on it and some of my favorite Chicago style popcorn. The got me a Visa card and so I took John out for dinner for his last hurrah.

Archie is an idiot.

And when I say "last hurrah", I mean it was his last meal where he could eat anything he wanted, before he gets his colonoscopy on  Friday (OPP - old people problems).

Just in case your were wondering, Archie is just as big of an asshole as ever. He's still "helping" John do his yoga and trying to wake me up in the middle of the night, because he apparently doesn't get enough attention during our waking hours. Jerk.

Sooo, John had to eat low fiber food for two days and then just clear liquids today and until tomorrow afternoon. The low fiber diet was hard for him, since he doesn't eat much meat and mostly eats veggies. I tried hard to think of what I could make that didn't have much fiber, then I remembered homemade macaroni and cheese. Sure our cholesterol will go up 100 points, but at lease we're following his diet.

Wednesday, February 01, 2017

Is It Love that Brings You Here? Or Love That Brings You Life?

So, we went ahead and did it this weekend. Since it was a weekend of scariness and bad politics from our orange leader, it was nice to have something to be happy and excited about.

We got married in our reading room. It was pretty stress-free, except having to clean our house before everyone came over. Our house can get a little messy, what with us opting to go outside whenever we can and having bike parts on our kitchen table and then there's the damn cats...Well, the cats don't really mess up our house much, but we like to use them as an excuse whenever we can...

The girls and their boyfriends and their dogs (the most important guests) got there right before the justice of the peace. Our ceremony was short and sweet and very nice. We managed to put each others rings on without dropping them. A big feat for me. Our justice of the peace was very nice and dealt well with the noise and the dogs.

After we signed the license, we all went out for sushi for lunch. You know we like to celebrate everything with food. We got back home and Stinky and her boyfriend went home to take naps. John worked on the book  he was editing, and Coadster and her boyfriend became one with the couch and watched the Iowa State basketball game. I took that time to take Coadster's pooch on a long walk down the bike path. She was one happy dog.

 What we didn't have to do is greet a whole bunch of friends and relatives, make a bunch of small talk, uncomfortably open gifts we don't really need in front of people, have people waste grains or seeds by throwing them at us, and John didn't have to put his back out by trying to lift my 51 year old ass over any kind of threshold. Whew!

We decided to continue the celebration at 5:30 by going out to get BBQ and beer at Mosely's and then meeting some friends at the Dublin Underground. We even got all crazy and stayed out past 9 o'clock...Okay, not much past 9, but still.

The next morning we watched the Cyclocross Worlds race and I got to spend some time with Coadster's dog before they took off back to Des Moines.Then I went for a nice little run.

We found out the mountain bike trails were actually open. That rarely seems to happen in the Winter. We knew how we were going to spend our honeymoon - playing bikes outside with our friends!

There was some ice on the trails, so we had to be a little careful. I made it through almost 2 hours of riding without crashing once. It's a wedding weekend miracle!

We ended out weekend with good food and a couple of beers at Big Grove. I highly recommend the simple, quiet wedding ceremony, with close family and friends and as much bike riding as you can handle.