Good morning creeps. Your ghoul is still undead and kicking. Quite frankly, that’s very much what everything feels like right now. Haha. I think the past 3 weeks have just reeked havoc on me, physically and mentally.
First, there was Ozzy’s crisis. He’s doing splendid now but there was a full 2 weeks dedicated to not much besides his care. We did get a little break away up north but that carried it’s own stressors that I will post about when I get time to upload some lovely pictures.
Second, I came down with some type of stomach bug? Not sure what exactly but it wasn’t Covid. I tested out of paranoia.
Third, when I finally started to feel better, I got my third Pfizer shot. The side effects kicked in about 24 hours later. So, I didn’t do much this past week except lay around feeling like hell and binge watching Grace and Frankie, plugging in a couple of horror movies here and there.
Now, I just feel altogether run down. Work has been chaos so that hasn’t helped anything. I haven’t even decorated for Halloween yet! Perhaps once I get past the Accounting midterm this week, I can stress a little less.
Until then, I hope everyone is having all kinds of Halloween fun!
The weekend before this past one, Ozzy began acting funny. Crying constantly, needing to go outside constantly, dribbling pee but not much coming out. He was so uncomfortable. I know this because this is the most stoic dog I’ve ever met and he never whines about anything except boredom. We stayed up almost that entire Saturday night. I think we may have got about 3 hours of sleep collectively.
Sunday morning, I took him to the emergency vet. They took him back (you’re not allowed to go in still) and proceeded to keep him for 4 hours and did nothing for him. I know they have to triage critical cases, however, how do you determine who is critical when you do not even examine them for hours? I had to make the decision that if he was going to die due to lack of medical care, that he might as well do it at home where he is comfortable. They handed him back wordlessly to me, he was dribbling pee everywhere and went back inside. No apologies.
Thankfully, he made it through the night and his regular vet got him in immediately the next day. After examining him, she was furious at the ER vet. He had a urinary blockage and his bladder was distended 4-5 times its normal size. It took her 30 seconds to palpitate his bladder and find the problem. A x-ray revealed a bladder full of stones and one was blocking his urethra. He went into emergency surgery and she saved his life.
He is almost 13 but we were not ready to let him go over something so stupid as bladder/kidney stones (still waiting on the labs results). He is that once in a lifetime dog. One night without him practically crushed us because we got a taste of life without him.
We’re just over a week into recovery now and he’s finally feeling a little spunky again. He gets to go to work with me this week so I can keep him from jumping and licking his incision. He’s enjoying all the attention and treats.
He gets his staples and stitches out this Thursday and then we head up north for bow hunting season this weekend. We’ll hang out at my dad’s, continuing his recovery while the boys go hunt things. I have so much schoolwork to catch up on, I’ll be hitting cafes while he sleeps since my dad doesn’t have internet.
You see, there is tiny town in Michigan called Hell. It’s only about an hour from our house. Mr. C&M has gotten into riding motorcycles so for his first bike trip, my dad and his friends came over and we took the road paved with good intentions.
It was one Hell of time.
Once the Hell puns start, you have a Hell of a time stopping them.
The food was to die for.
The town fully leans into it’s name and the people that work there have fun with it. We had a great time and I will definitely be dragging some people back to Hell with me.
July overall is going to prove a very busy month for me. I barely have time to read for enjoyment thanks to school. It’s leaving me with little creativity currently so I thought I would take a month to recharge my blog batteries. Vacation should help with that and I will be very hard pressed not to pop on here and post about it but I’m going to try. August should see school done for a couple of weeks and then I shall return to posting.
I WILL be hopping on to read everyone else’s blogs though. You guys post a lot of fun things and I don’t want to miss out on the fun.
I hope July is fantastic for all of you and I come back in August with a blogging vengeance. ❤
Good morning folks. It’s your favorite person, the perpetually tired Cupcakes & Machetes. I’m here to ask you; Does WordPress get more and more stupid to use every time you log on?
Because it feels that way to me.
Not really a lot going on here. Just trying to recover from one the worst work weeks I’ve had in a long time and I have mid-terms for Accounting coming up this week so it might be quiet here for a moment.
I’m VERY slowly making my way through Pet Sematary for a buddy read with Ms. Moth.
Picked up a couple of ebooks for very cheap:
Mr. C&M and I are all caught up on Attack on Titan now until January. I’m not sure what our next watch will be.
We have a vacation coming up in July and I cannot wait. We need to escape for a bit and do some exploring and just plan old have fun.
I hope everyone else’s week was better than mine. ❤
What the hell is Chribirmorial Day you ask? Well it’s what happens when a pandemic keeps you from seeing your BFF. It’s when you combine many holidays into one and party like you haven’t seen each other in 7 months. It’s Christmas + birthdays + Memorial Day.
We had a cook out at Ms. Moth‘s parents house, who, went above and beyond with the food. There was SO much and it was SO delicious.
We also had a puppy party. My dogs were introduced to her parents dog and it went really well. They’re chums now.
I felt absolutely revitalized after the weekend of fun, great food and fantastic people. Life was great. And then…….hell week at work. I don’t even have words for it. People are monsters.
Guess we’ll just have to plan another cook out.
Until then, I’m staying on my little piece of property. Staring lovingly at my new books Mr. and Mrs. Moth got me.
It’s actually well past coffee time. Although, I’ve met people that coffee time is also 10 pm. However, for myself, if I drink it anytime after 5 pm, I’m up half the night. It’s approaching dinner time here, I meant to post this earlier, but I decided to do schoolwork first and that led to hours of frustration.
I’m good now. I didn’t realize I was missing a whole section of my digital textbook/workbook, now I know why it took so long to be successful with my homework. I DIDN’T HAVE ALL THE INFORMATION.
Now that I have that figured out, I’m going to start all over again and get back on track.
It’s only been one week since I started school but I can foresee this is my life now lol. Work, school, finishing bathroom and then sometimes, there might be room for other stuff.
Currently watching: Mr. C&M and I just started this for the first time and we are invested after only 6 or 7 episodes.
Did you get your taxes done on time?! We turned ours in months ago and still haven’t received anything. Sounds like that’s par for the course this year though.
Part 2 might take awhile to get to you because this is exhausting. There is no part of me that wants to work a full day at my job and then come home and work on the bathroom. This weekend I will finally start taping and mudding while my husband in class to get certified to ride his motorcycle.
I didn’t get a before picture of the bathroom before my dad went all Godzilla and just started tearing it apart, but it was a bad bathroom. It was the only room in the house I was embarrassed to show people and we only have the one. There was a cast iron tub that your knees almost touched while you were on the toilet and two people had to squeeze past each other if you needed to be in the bathroom at the same time. So tore the whole thing out, right down to the studs. (Plaster walls were fun to destroy.)
It felt good to tear everything out except the cast iron tub. That required a LOT of effort with a sledgehammer.
The old tub/shower just had a very old plastic insert lining the walls. We got fancy with some tiles:
If I can avoid tile work for the rest of my life, I probably will. At the same time, it looks SO much nicer.
You know you’re an adult when you get super pumped for new floors (previously linoleum) AND a new toilet:
That’s the progress on the bathroom thus far, the thing keeping me away so much for the past few weeks.
Like I said, now we just have to tape, mud, primer, paint and install the new sink.
Now that I’ve listed that out, it seems like a lot.
Oh that’s right kiddos. The terrible twosome have united once again to rain horror, science fiction and fantasy down on your heads! (That’s myself and Ignited Moth if you hadn’t figured that out already.)
“If you’re looking for a monstrously good time, rest assured, you’ve come to the right place. We’re two best friends with a sisterhood forged in the Unholy Trinity that is Horror, Fantasy and Science Fiction. When we’re not busy devouring books, we’re cooking up sinisterly scrumptious baked goods and other delights (and sometimes horrors) in our kitchens. Expect the unexpected, because we like to shake things up. Our blog is its own Frankenstein’s Monster of our own hobbies and passions all stitched together into one glorious abomination that encompasses everything from what we’re reading and watching, to the hobbies we’re working on, our adventures in baking, and plenty more!”