Good Intentions As Paving Stones

I'd planned on doing an early blog post last week to commemorate FuzzyHusband's and my 10th wedding anniversary, but things were just too busy. I was too busy trying to finish this piece and neither of us wanted to deal with holiday crowds, so we've opted to wait until after the holidays to have a nice dinner out somewhere.

I did get the vest done and delivered on Saturday. Kinda bummed that I'm still too sick to see it being worn on New Year's Eve.

FH bought me some beautiful jewelry, which is a rare and wonderful treat reserved for special occasions.

He also picked flowers that were the same type he used to buy me when we were poor college students and just starting to date. So sentimental! <3 p="">

Saturday was busy right up until I passed out from exhaustion. I had a cake to bake, a wreath to finish, bags to pack, critters to prep... all kinds of things needed doing. The last wreath of the season got done whilst waiting on the cake layers to cool. I designed it for my mother-in-law specially because she loves nutcrackers.

Then I wanted to make a post for Christmas Eve/Day, but again life was filled with wonderful things that were more important.

Tuesday morning I woke up with a fever and very little voice. When we finally got home that afternoon, Ellie Bean was injured and we had to rush to the vet. She'd somehow injured her lip, and the vet (not our regular one) wasn't sure how so he gave us antibiotics and sent us home.

I slept through most of Wednesday and Thursday as the lurgy symptoms got worse. Thankfully all signs point to it being a nasty cold and not an infection.

We went back to the vet Friday, in a snowstorm, because her lip looked worse. FH was home around 2:30 after swinging by the grocery store and passing 5 wrecks in 3 miles. The roads were heinous. It took us a while to get there and I'm glad we left way early for the appointment.

 This time we saw our regular vet and she's seen this type of injury before. Apparently Ellie likely failed to stick a landing after jumping down from something, landed on her faced, and skidded. The vet was impressed that her lip didn't tear away from her face. Confident that we weren't dealing with a potential abscess next to her jaw, Ellie and I headed home in the storm.

It was still coming down late yesterday evening. I haven't even gone near the door today as I woke up coughing and have no voice. Himself has been taking care of me all day. I've slept through most of it, as rest and fluids are about all one can do for a virus.

I figured I'm likely to sleep through most of tomorrow too, but since I was awake now I'd go ahead and update the blog. So Happy New Year to all. May 2018 be kinder to the world than 2017 has been.

My Bling is Back!

After months of looking for a local jeweler who would actually do the work himself and not ship it elsewhere, my wedding ring is repaired! There was a bezel behind the stone that came loose and the stone was threatening to fall out and vanish. So I had been unable to wear it for a while. We dropped it off right before Christmas and I picked it up today.


I have to admit I'm not found of seeing the prongs through the stone, but for the moment I know it's staying put. And I will be wearing it lots again.

I also had my hair trimmed and styled today. My friend, Holly, and I went out for a "girl's day" with her daughter. We all had our hair done, got lunch at a local restaurant, and went shopping. I'm not normally one for shopping but Tractor Supply, Hallmark, and a local shop called "Primitive At Heart" are favorite places of mine. We also swung into Bergner's so I could see some earrings Holly was telling me about. They have realistic leaves on them... I might have to get a pair.

I was restrained while shopping. I bought some Christmas ornaments that were marked down from Primitive At Heart and got FH a blaze orange Carhart hoodie from Tractor Supply that is lined heavily and was marked down. I saw many other things that I wanted but told myself no. If he wasn't going hunting again tomorrow I'd have passed on the Carhart. His current orange just is not heavy enough for this region. It worked when we lived in the Missouri Ozarks but not so much here.

Speaking of which he brought home some meat yesterday. The hide is sitting on top of my deep freeze in the garage, covered in salt. The cats really, reall, REALLY want to know what is through the door that smells so good. He's going to try a natural tanning method that he read about on the PaleoPlanet forums. We use everything from an animal that he brings home. I wouldn't have married him otherwise. ;-)