skipping like a stone

sleep is so important for (everyone) fibro suffers. if I sleep badly for a day, it's probably ok, but more than 2 nights of shit sleep and I am borked. I do take a sleep aid (prescribed by my Dr) but I find it seems to be less effective than it was once. I have an appointment to see him next monday so we'll see what happens then. but for now, ugh. sleep. where are you?

pickles seems to have gotten himself into quite a pickle! he showed up one day last week with his cheek covered in blood! I cleaned him off and saw he had a scratch on his face which he promptly made a billion times worse by scratching it until it was a huge bloody mess. enter the comfy cone .
I got Chris to stop at our local dog food shop to find something to keep him away from the scratch. I had called the shop before hand to see what they had in stock, and this seemed like the answer to our problem. it is a terrific solution to the usual hard cones. you can take the ribs out of it and turn it down so the little guys can see out and it is totally comfy enough for pickles to sleep in. which is great because he gets to wear the damn thing until this big gross scab falls off. I'm also cleaning it twice a day (we eventually did have to hit the vet*) and he's getting some antibiotics too. better safe than sorry I suppose. jerk.

I don't know about you but I eat the same thing for breakfast everyday. it's my own mixture kinda like a granola or muesli. I LOVE it. like maybe I eat it 2x a day LOVE. I usually use blueberries (frozen or fresh) but they had such good pomegranate arils in the safeway, I used them in my last nights/this mornings batch. SO. GOOD. with almond milk? shut the fucking door good.












*130$ to find out I was doing everything right. sigh.

in one ear

welp our trip got cancelled. silly. course that Chris was going to take got kiboshed as not enough people were signed up. now I just have to tell google to stop letting me know about Orlando things. damn you google now! easy come, easy go right?

I did it. I used my sewing machine and it was glorious. well, it was fine and it worked properly and I even took my jeans in (although maybe I should just but smaller jeans from now on?) but not really enough. the little machine purrs like a kitten and has me dreaming of quilts. jerk. well, maybe raggy quilts? there's even kits you can get on etsy that come all cutout for you.... cause that's what I need. another hobby right?

I've shaved the dogs down, the shortest I've ever gone and boy did this ever fuck them up but good. lily can't stop chasing her ass and biting it (her tail is now tickling her back/butt) and pickles, oh pickles. he has little blackheads on his back (schnauzer bumps anyone?*) that are gross but seem to be clearing up with some acne pads I've pickled up for him. also: it got COLD AS FUCK out so the both needed sweatering. this has cured lily of most her bum bum BUM-ness (she's always had some bum chasing going on. HILARIOUS) and now they can both go outside for longer than 20 seconds.

*not a schnauzer that we know of, but all the research I've done leads to this. it's totally it. silly beasties.