Loooong Weekend

What did everyone do this weekend? I was very very busy, but if I had to name what I actually did, I couldn't.

Hubby went fishing. I didn't. Hubby went diving. I didn't. We did take a real nice relaxing road trip on the bikes.

I did laundry. I did dishes. I swept and washed floors. I worked on Bu-Dawgh training. And I knitted. And this afternoon if I can get home from work early enough, I will can some tomatoes.

2 of my daughters are under the impression that I'm doing too much, and losing it. They think I need to slow down and relax (when I asked one of them what would I do if I walked in the door and decided to relax, just what would that entail, and she laughed. Still trying to figure that one out.) They think I need to call and make a Dr. apt to find out why I've gone over the edge (and I'm still trying to find the edge that I supposedly went over). And I'm not liking this. At all. I don't want someone to tell me I have to go to the dr. What's next, a call to remind me to go to the bathroom? I see this ending badly. Nope. I fought long and hard for my independance, and these 2 just want to whisk it away from underneath me.

Always been an advocate of "identify the enemy then go balls to the wall and eliminate it". Just deal with it. Make it go away. Well, step one has been identified. It's menopause, plain and simple. Every woman on the face of the planet will have to deal with this at one time or another, and I'm not aware of a single fatality (other than husbands strangling them in their sleep...). Mother nature has been dealing this hand of cards from the beginning of time and it's just another thing to "deal with". So, the enemy has been identified, now we start to fight (since elimination is unlikely, we just deal). I probably will make that dr. apt, if only to shut the two of them up, and also to confirm what I already know. The Change Is Apon Me (or upon, or whatever).

Hormone therapy? Not likely. But we'll see, have to make that phone call first, and I can't remember where I put that phone!

Insomnia, Bulldogs and Turkey Eggs!

Insomnia sucks. Menopause sucks! I've come to deal with the hot flashes, mood swings and assorted other fun things associated with this, but now we have insomnia. We're not one to deal well with lack of sleep. At all. We get cranky. At everyone. So night before last, I spent a good deal of time watching the clock. Ok, when the word "insomnia" rears it's ugly head, normal people think of no sleep at all. My version is waking up and looking at the clock 4 or 5 times a night. Part of my bedtime ritual is trying to make it to the top of the stairs before I fall asleep, so you can imagine how distressful this is.

Distressful is a fun word don't you think?

Another thing that is distressful at times is The Bu-Dawgh. Being part Shar-pei (wrinkles included) he is afflicted with allergies. He is allergic to anything that even thought about being made out of corn at anytime during it's lifetime. Corn, corn oil, corn syrup, corn flakes, stories about corn, foot corns, and probably the whole state of Iowa.

These allergies are manifested by vigorous ear shaking and pawing at the skin. Vigorous. Shaking. Of. The. Head. At. 2:15 AM!

This is distressful to Hubby who doesn't care for dogs anyway and cares even less when they disturb his sleep. We won't go into his snoring disturbing my sleep. That's another dollar for another day, or up a tree without a paddle or something like that. You get the idea.

So at 2:15 AM during a night when insomnia has decided NOT to visit me, I get out of bed to take care of my critter. He gets benedryl. Before someone sics PETA on me, remember that I have 1. a distressed 60 lb puppy, 2. An already irritated (further distressed) hubby, and 3. A houseful of guns. Way more humane (and less distressful) to get up and get the benedryl than it is to let hubby take care of it. 1/2 hr later we are both soundly asleep, me on the floor rubbing his ears, and him (puppy, not hubby) on my pillow, snoring!
They are so much alike, that at times it's well, distressful!

But.....

I found another turkey egg, so life is good! 3 and counting now, all marked and in the incubator. I've decided to hatch out 24 RIR eggs (rhode island red), and as many turk eggs as I can get.
Yes, turkey eggs can aleve a lot of distressful!

No pics today, other than the standard. Sorry about that, lack of sleep and all, I was able to sleep in a bit this morning.