not necessarily in this order

  One : Poor Maysie got spayed and had her dew claws removed last week. The weekend was sad and hard when she wasn’t feeling well, but we are glad the hardest part is over and she’s on the mend. She’s doing ok physically but her energy came back after 36 hours and it’s all we can do to keep her quiet. She has the cone through next Tuesday, so here’s hoping we can keep her healing and avoid too intense of cone bruises on our bodies, haha! Two : Thanksgiving is a whole thing because Maysie is tall enough to get her head on the table and counters (cone and all), but I think we have a plan to manage. I’m trying to make it easy on myself and baking off homemade Italian rolls on Wednesday instead of trying to time their rise and bake with a turkey on Thursday. We are also baking Lil Momma’s request of Salted Caramel Chocolate Cookies and the Mr’s “pumpkin pie from the can” on Wednesday, too, to simplify what has to happen on the day itself.  Three : I have a MRI on my back and hip...

  Maysie came to us with very little information; all they handed her over with just a folder of vaccine records. From our prior conversations, we had asked what food she was eating and I spent some serious time on the Google seeing if it available locally (no) or if I could get it added into our senior population dog’s auto-shipment from Chewy (also no). Finally, I found it a bag at a Walmart a ways away, but we knew we needed a more sustainable plan.  After the first weeks of chaos, I ordered a bag of food from Chewy to see if we could slowly make the switch for Maysie and then set up the auto-ship. After a messy week where we discovered she just didn’t like her original food but loved, loved, loved this new one, I went back into the app and set up the recurring order.  A week later, I received an email that the package had been delivered. It wasn’t on our side deck, nor on our front steps. It was downpouring and dark, but the Mr went outside to see if they left it in o...

This is a new thing I’m trying to take things less seriously. One minute to jot down an idea, an intention, a smile in this space - nothing more and nothing less.  If I had more than a minute to write this, I’d talk about how personal goals have fallen by the wayside of caretaking and estate management and personal time functional freeze in these last few years or so. Or, about my relationship to reading and how it makes me feel like me even when I haven’t read as much in my life. Or about how much I am grateful to have books and the library and reading back in my life in this moment.   But I don’t. So, I won’t, haha!   What I will say is that I found myself at the end of October dangerously close to having read 100 books this year with 76 done. (Don’t ask me how many DNFs. Oof. So many recently, too. SIGH!)   Now, I don’t usually read to a number. Honestly, I just feel lucky to be finding pockets of time for myself to read at all vs. just freezing or doomscrolling o...