Dresses like Elvis Costello, looks like The Karate Kid.
I'm a bit mentally burned out on all the family ruminations. I'd wanted to tell the Sparrow about my revelations, but by the time he got home I was just over thinking about it.
Last night we ended up watching 'Just One Of The Guys', which I hadn't seen in a while. I really kinda of like it, in the realm of all those teen 80s movies. And I have vivid memories of 11 or 12 year old me being completely in love with her brother character in the movie. The music is great as well.
I'd already been on an 80s music kick yesterday, as I've been working on cleaning up my 'Ultimate 80s' playlist in iTunes. I found a ton more music, 12" mixes and stuff to import. We'd been watching some music videos from the era Thursday and stumbled on the Liza Minnelli song 'Losing My Mind', which I'd only ever heard a remix of. I could not find the album to save my life, not that it is very good. The day before we were doing a deep dive of Grace Jones. There's a whole entry I could write about that.
It's been a lazy morning. It was only in the 30s when we woke up and even with the sun shining bright, such temperatures this time of year kill all motivation. I washed some dishes, cleaned and replaced the few hummingbird feeders I have outside and cut up some lemons we have that are past their prime to put on the oriole feeders out there. With this cold spell I've lost all hope we will see any orioles or hummingbirds until probably next weekend. When Spring is good, it's real good. When it's not, it is insufferable.
We are supposed to get together with Gayle and the Bro-In-Law for lunch. Then we might go sit at the bar down the street. Not sure if it's the sunny weather, the change of seasons, but I've felt such a compulsion to sit at a bar and just drink. Perhaps it is all the thinking about my family. That subject would drive anyone to drink.
I'm not sure if I mentioned my sciatica had slightly returned this week. I think it was Monday, either when I got out of bed or when I got to the kitchen to feed the cats. I felt a pain in my back like I'd moved it the wrong way. This was legit back pain versus sciatica, but shortly after that the sciatic pain ever-so-slightly returned. It's been lingering there all week. I am not sure if this disproves the Vitamin B miracle cure or not. I do know that I was taking in a bit more sugar than usual the past week before. First with the Sparrow's family here, and then culminating with finding a bag of black jelly beans the Sparrow left in the Jeep. I think it was last Thursday when I utterly demolished most of what was left. Sucking them down like I was an addict.
If sugar is a catalyst for it, then that could be why it returned.
On another health note, my GERD and stomach issues have for the most part vanished. Another Vitamin B miracle. In fact, we had pepperoni pizza last night from Pizza Hut. In the past I would have literally been awake cradling my stomach on the couch the entire sleepless night... and by "the past" I mean only like three months ago. I don't intended to overdo it, but at least I can eat pizza at night without it being a death sentence.
Oh and another miracle: The tree company pulled up on the road in front yesterday afternoon and removed that damn log. They never contacted us or said a word otherwise. But, at least it's gone.
Last night we ended up watching 'Just One Of The Guys', which I hadn't seen in a while. I really kinda of like it, in the realm of all those teen 80s movies. And I have vivid memories of 11 or 12 year old me being completely in love with her brother character in the movie. The music is great as well.
I'd already been on an 80s music kick yesterday, as I've been working on cleaning up my 'Ultimate 80s' playlist in iTunes. I found a ton more music, 12" mixes and stuff to import. We'd been watching some music videos from the era Thursday and stumbled on the Liza Minnelli song 'Losing My Mind', which I'd only ever heard a remix of. I could not find the album to save my life, not that it is very good. The day before we were doing a deep dive of Grace Jones. There's a whole entry I could write about that.
It's been a lazy morning. It was only in the 30s when we woke up and even with the sun shining bright, such temperatures this time of year kill all motivation. I washed some dishes, cleaned and replaced the few hummingbird feeders I have outside and cut up some lemons we have that are past their prime to put on the oriole feeders out there. With this cold spell I've lost all hope we will see any orioles or hummingbirds until probably next weekend. When Spring is good, it's real good. When it's not, it is insufferable.
We are supposed to get together with Gayle and the Bro-In-Law for lunch. Then we might go sit at the bar down the street. Not sure if it's the sunny weather, the change of seasons, but I've felt such a compulsion to sit at a bar and just drink. Perhaps it is all the thinking about my family. That subject would drive anyone to drink.
I'm not sure if I mentioned my sciatica had slightly returned this week. I think it was Monday, either when I got out of bed or when I got to the kitchen to feed the cats. I felt a pain in my back like I'd moved it the wrong way. This was legit back pain versus sciatica, but shortly after that the sciatic pain ever-so-slightly returned. It's been lingering there all week. I am not sure if this disproves the Vitamin B miracle cure or not. I do know that I was taking in a bit more sugar than usual the past week before. First with the Sparrow's family here, and then culminating with finding a bag of black jelly beans the Sparrow left in the Jeep. I think it was last Thursday when I utterly demolished most of what was left. Sucking them down like I was an addict.
If sugar is a catalyst for it, then that could be why it returned.
On another health note, my GERD and stomach issues have for the most part vanished. Another Vitamin B miracle. In fact, we had pepperoni pizza last night from Pizza Hut. In the past I would have literally been awake cradling my stomach on the couch the entire sleepless night... and by "the past" I mean only like three months ago. I don't intended to overdo it, but at least I can eat pizza at night without it being a death sentence.
Oh and another miracle: The tree company pulled up on the road in front yesterday afternoon and removed that damn log. They never contacted us or said a word otherwise. But, at least it's gone.