Shadow got a treat and he ate every bit except for the green thing. Silly dog.
Shadow got a treat and he ate every bit except for the green thing. Silly dog.
Usually when I get sick the only thing I take is a pain reliever, if needed, and I do a dose of cough syrup before bed. Otherwise it’s tea and Fisherman’s Friend. I think Tante Irmgard introduced me to FF and it is the only cough lozenge going. Might not taste great but it works. Ricola is pretty good, too, but it’s more like candy and if I eat too many I get a stomach ache.
But my new remedy that I tried for the first time this year is Theraflu which I recommend with reservations. I bought it several months ago because I felt a little off and I was going on a trip and thought it might get me through the day if I went down hard. Luckily, we didn’t need it on the trip.
But I tried it over the weekend when I felt so awful and it was pretty good. For those of you unfamiliar, Theraflu is a powder and you add hot water. I only did a half envelope at a time. It tastes like lemonade made with Pez and battery acid and it did revive me, so recommend if you have a gruesome cold especially if you have to function out in the world. However.
First of all, I know for some people, anti-histamines make them sleepy. For me it keeps me awake. When I did the Theraflu, even early in the day, I had a hard time sleeping at night.
Second, I think it disrupted the whole having a cold process. I’m not a doctor or a scientist but I took biology in high school several decades ago. Here’s how it works. When your body gets a cold all available stations get down to business producing as much snot as quickly as possible to distribute to any area remotely involved in the respiratory system.
Then you come along with your Theraflu and the body’s control center tells everyone: knock it off with the snot making. And the body is like, “What? But I like making snot, I have all the materials here to make tons and tons. I want to make snot.” But the control center says, “Hard cheese, you can just hang out and prep your station. You make snot when I say so. This is temporary.”
So all the snot making systems of the body are tense in readiness for the word they can go back to work. And there you are, thinking you are getting better and the crud will be behind you soon.
Then the Theraflu wears off, the control center hits the button telling everyone they can get back to work. Now your body catches up on the last 4-5 hours of snot making and you are flooded so quickly you’re not even sure what’s happening.
At one point I was doubled over coughing so hard I put my hands over my eyes, partly because I didn’t want my eyeballs to pop out and partly because I didn’t want to see my spleen that I’d just gorked up sitting on the floor with all the used tissues.
Cough remains. We went to the store last night and bought 6 more packets of FF and 4 boxes of tissues. Also a giant basket of food because we ate everything we had even all my emergency meals I had stashed. All we had left was garden burgers and mustard.
When we go to California we take Grayback which isn’t a high traffic road. This photo (and the one on the header) were taken from lookout spot that has a picnic bench and I think some interpretive signs. I love stopping here because it’s so pretty.
On this particular trip we stopped so I could duck behind a bush.
While we were stretching and taking photos a truck passed the lookout, stopped, and started backing up.
Since I watch too many movies and write stories, I assumed they were insane murderers who had stumbled upon a couple of slow moving old people who would be easy to rob and then kick over the mountain. I looked at Bob. What I was thinking was: do we jump in the car and run for it?
Bob and I both edged closer to the car while the truck pulled in.
This is a tiny lookout spot. You could park maybe 4 cars if you were really determined.
A lady was driving and there were at least 2 other people in the car. The lady smiled and waved at me. The windows were partly tinted so then I assumed it was someone in my family who recognized our car and stopped to say hello.
We are out in the middle of nowhere and I went from murderers to relatives in 60 seconds.
Turns out it was neither. They just overshot the lookout and they wanted to stop to enjoy the view, too.
I ended up not getting very many good flower photos this year. It seems like whenever I was home, I was sick, it was raining, or the light was poop. And now the flowers are dried up or looking a little blown out. I think the ornamental cherry tree (I don’t actually know what kind of tree it is. I’ve been told more than once and my brain refuses to save that information) had blossoms for about 3 minutes that blew away at the first puff of wind.
Speaking of sick, remember a few years ago when I explained that I didn’t understand when people said, “I was sick and then I got sick again.” I always thought: how can you get sick again?
And then I got a never-ending cough, healed for about 2 weeks and got another never-ending cough.
Obviously that had to be a fluke.
Or was it?
Wednesday night when I came home I felt a little fuzzy in my sinus which usually indicates something is coming on. I felt gross when I woke up on Thursday. I thought: I feel sick. But I can’t be sick because I had the crud last month.
And off I went to work, figuring once I got out, had some tea, got to the office I would feel better.
Nope. I decided to leave early. 4pm. 3pm. 2pm.
I take a commuter bus that runs often during rush hour but only about every 50 minutes during the day. Meanwhile, co-worker returned after three days at home with his own case of the crud. He’s one of those people who never takes off work for being sick.
People: stay away from our office.
We were walking to lunch and I realized I wasn’t hungry. I was on the 12:45 bus. I was in my pajamas and back in bed by 1:45pm. After my nap I flopped on the couch with a fever and achy joints and whimpered quietly thinking: how can this be happening? I was already sick.
Fortunately, I slept about 12 hours and feel 90% better today. No fever. No aches. Just a stuffy head.
We better be done with this.
RIP you weird cat.
I could swear I made fun of this service in a post somewhere but I can’t find it right now.
Kira gave me a week of Blue Apron for my birthday and we finally signed up for it and got our meals last Friday.
The stuff comes in a big box with cooler packs. Here is everything from the box which will make 3 meals.
Look at this adorable tiny avocado and onion.
The knick knacks are spices and little things you need to add. We had to supply salt, pepper and olive oil.
Here we are ready to go with our blackened cod and red rice salad. (Red rice is still cooking.)
It was really delicious and a recipe I would never have tracked down on my own. It exceeded our expectations. The portions are generous enough for 2 good eaters plus a little left over for 1 person to have for lunch the next day.
The other two meals were a Chicken Verjus with pearled barley that Bob made last night for his Mom. I’m going to eat the leftovers as soon as I hit the publish button on this. And tonight we’re making a Lamb Meatball stew, to have with some other dishes with Bob’s Mom.
The menu instructions are well done and mostly easy to follow. There were a couple of steps that I thought were not explained very well but since I have experience cooking I could figure out. The “time to make” estimates were slightly delusional unless you only counted the actual cook time and not the prep.
I would say that this service is best for people who like to cook and want to learn more dishes or maybe don’t have well stocked kitchens. I would say it’s not good for people who come home tired and hungry and need to throw something together really quickly. The meals didn’t take long to make but you still have to chop, peel and brown stuff.
But fun to try. Great gift idea Kira!! Thank you.
Great long weekend. Terrific weather. Lots of good food and great company.
I always wish I had one more day.
I can’t think of one good story to tell right now. It seems like every single trip we sleep like the dead all weekend with fun naps in between and the night before we go home we can’t sleep more than a few hours. I’m a little crossed eyed at the moment and trying to get organized for my work week.
I’m sure I’ll think of something brilliant later.
I thought of a great story while I was pumping gas but now I can’t remember what it was.
It seems like every time I am getting ready to go out of town and I have a million things to do, there is some sort of traffic meltdown and I get home late from work.
This happened again tonight.
Here’s a quick story about carrots.
I love carrots and eat them almost every day. But mostly I only like raw carrots.
I don’t mind carrots cooked, but if I see a recipe that’s for just carrots, like glazed carrots, it would never occur to me to make that.
We had cooked carrots at Priscilla’s for St. Patrick’s Day. They were perfectly fine.
I just never think to cook carrots.
Behave. See you in a few days.
(Also more tulip photos to come. The light was poop when I got home tonight so most of the photos I took look like deer-in-the headlights flowers. I’ll try again.)
On Sunday night on the way home from the match I was able to witness the powder blue Cadillac from hell.
At my freeway off-ramp I wait for a light to make a left. The right going traffic has a yield sign.
Blue came off the freeway at high speed going right and did not yield. Horns honking. He then made an illegal u-turn and came back the way I was going.
My light turned green. I waited. He blew through a completely red light at high speed.
I made my left. At the intersection ahead of me, he passed the car waiting at the light on the left. He pulled into the gas station.
I wondered if I should do something. He had his window down and was talking to someone at the gas station.
I’m not the type to do something type plus my team had blown a lead in the 93rd minute so I was moping.
This is just a preview of the tulips. They have barely started coming in.
That stupid crud really hung on. Both Bob and I felt like it took another half-lap and smacked us again on its way out. At this point we’re both down to an intermittent cough. And we still need to go to bed early. At least I do.
I have done a little bit of work in the garden. I had a huge pile of wrinkled potatoes and I resisted the urge to plant them all. We aren’t big potato eaters. There are lots of daffodils out back and I’m getting a few tulips. (Photos to come, obviously.) I see a few dahlia sproutlets out front which is ridiculous. I’ll be curious to see how that situation develops.
No major stories to tell at the moment. I’m trying to finish up our taxes today so I can cross that off my list.