Snug-bugs!

Here's a bonus pup pic. I just wrote a paper on my laptop on the coffee table, and the pups congregated behind me on the sofa, so they kept me warm, sweet things!

Bit by bit I'm getting all the final hoops jumped through. It's nerve-wracking, but each project/deadline met is one more domino fallen, and a step forward. 

Still trying to shake off a head cold. More puppy snuggles needed, clearly!

Sunday, Puppy Sunday: brrrrrrr!

Praline is usually the last to slow down, but she is cold, poor lamb!

Ode on a cough suppressant

I would like to personally thank the pharmaceutical company who created the cough syrup that just afforded me a much-needed handful of cough-free hours in which to sleep, but this will have to do. This is the best I've felt all week. Now I'm going back to sleep. 

Feeling slightly better,

But still semi-crap. At least I got better sleep last night. I have to go to a class in a couple if hours and I dread getting out of the house. Ugh. 

Did I say never stopping? Sick. Stopping.

I awoke in the middle of the night on Monday and my throat felt kind of funny.  Managed to get back to sleep, but woke up before my lab on Tuesday morning feeling like absolute dung. I dragged myself in to the lab at school and did the first portion of my practicum for the semester. Got to the lab and one of the admin people asked if I'd like to re-schedule and no, thank you, I was already miserable and out of bed, I was going to stick it out.  I made 9 of 9 points, so that's a start.  I hate to risk exposure to anyone else, I wash my hands frequently, etc, but it's a most unforgiving system and I'm not giving a whit of indication that I'm slacking.

Lucky for me my noon class was not meeting, so I came home and made some garlicky soup and piddled around the house until time to go back to school for a test at 6pm. I think I most likely made an A on the test, to my amazement.  I'm the kind of person who doesn't really benefit from last-minute study -- my anxiety level at that point is generally so high that absorption will be next to nil.  I have to study regularly and try to cement that information by repeated exposure wherein I have a better overview grasp of things. Even so, I like to read through the high spots the day of the test to refresh my mind on certain details, but I felt too badly to do that yesterday, and thought I'd be phoning it in on the test.  Turns out I actually remembered quite a bit, through the fog.  So, yeah. I expect an A.

Today I don't have classes, don't have to be anywhere. Slept a little late and on/off. I've reached that point where my sinuses are running like faucets, but if I lay on one side, the sinuses on that side fill up and if I roll over, all the fluid shifts. Bizarre. I'm waiting for that moment when you know the sickness is passing.  Waiting.  This is boring and maddening, because I feel like I should be doing something. I think I'll pop in a movie and doze with peaceful music and doze while it plays. Since my nearly fatal bout with pneumonia, I know better than to mess around when I'm sick.

Also, cold weather is coming, and for the first time, I knew before I heard the news because of weird feelings in the knitted bones in my face. That's one thing I didn't consider with the surgery last December, but I still would have done it. I have to go to one class tomorrow afternoon, but other than that, I don't have to be anywhere in the next handful of days, so I hope to get well-rested and past this terrible cold.  I've got stuff on hand to make beans and soup, the kibble bin is full and the puppies have a more than adequate supply of treats for a month or so, so I'm well fortified for the present.  I just hope I don't run out of nose tissue, which I will do, at this rate.

Busy busy busy never stopping

I'm getting out of bed in ten minutes, but I'm enjoying the moment of snuggling with soft, wArm and loving puppies, my good little darlings. I've got so much stuff to prepare for next semester, and so much to do to wrap this one up. I have a side project that absorbed my whole weekend, other than a few hours devoted to study. I can't believe how quickly the time is passing and how much is crammed in to my days. The beginning of the semester 12 weeks ago seems like another planet. Or at least another continent. It's great and the time is filled with promise, but it's incredibly stressful. 

It's too late to start with your heart in a headlock

You know you're better than that

Off to start my day. Onwards and upwards, and all that stuff. 

Sunday, Puppy Sunday: slutbun!

Chuy is a colossal tart, an absolute love-sponge. He is sweet, cuddly and adorable, so it works out. I dote on my girls, but Himself says Chuy is the most spoiled. That's okay. I love my little beefcake baby boy!

Ugh. It's so hot.

Saturday was in the 80s here, and now at 1:40 AM it's 70. Had to turn on the AC because the house was so stuffy. Remind me to move to a place with seasons, someday. Meh. 

I was just wondering:

Is "Heavens to Betsy" like "Ground Control to Major Tom?"

On the verge of something wonderful!

Nothing external, but I had a major epiphany yesterday, and I think I'm about to finally get my mud in a ball, car issues notwithstanding.  I'll tell you more about it later, but I'm feeling happy and optimistic. I'm still going to study though, just in case.

For now, the exquisite Philippe Jaroussky, countertenor, singing the Pie Jesu from Faure's Requiem, doing it As It Should Be Done.  He is the best Countertenor in the world, in my opinion. Exquisite!



I hope your day includes something you find beautiful which gives you enthusiasm!

Almost 8am and 23 degrees...

Hard to motivate oneself to get out of bed, and that studying won't do itself. I have three toasty little furballs glued to me, and it's SO hard to make myself get up!!!

On Veteran's Day, we say thanks.

Thank you to all who serve and have served. You are our brightest and best. We are proud of you, and we are in your debt. 

Early to rise...

Early for me on a Monday, at least. I'm up reviewing my chapters for Family Health Assessment. I don't know what to think of how ill do on this test. I fared poorly on the last one. Onwards and upwards, anyway. I dread my lab this week.

I have three major tests this week and a project due for another class. Not overwhelmed, or anything!!!  Still, I'm feeling oddly optimistic. 

The pups have completed their morning ablutions and are asleep again, lucky little squirts!  

I managed to pull some weeds this weekend, and I've vowed to get after them in earnest and rout out a burgeoning bunch of sticky goathead burrs with the prongs that poke out in every direction. There's something therapeutic about weeding...

Sunday, Puppy Sunday: we snuggle!

No lap shall go unpopulated!