Turmeric

I have a pretty busy morning schedule.

Ok, wah, I know, it’s nothing compared to Frozie.

Whatever.

(grin)

My alarm goes off at 6:00

I get up and do a Basic Workout Plus.

(Or I hit snooze and try again at 6:15…

I only workout every other day. 

Mostly.)

Either way, at 6:15 it’s time to head to the great outdoors.

Lately it has been GREAT!

Nice and cool.

Not toooo humid.

A gentle breeze.

It’s HARD to go to work in these conditions, people!

I have a lovely new Adirondack chair calling my name…

Let the dogs out of the garage.

Put horse feed in the stalls and open the barn gate to let the horses in.

(This morning they all got orange flavored fiber stuff – sand colic preventative.)

Put hay out in the pasture for the horses.

Fill a bucket with chicken feed and head to the chicken coop.

Feed the chickens and let them into their yard.

Check the bunnies.

Let the horses back into the pasture.

Bring the dogs in and feed them.

FAST shower and dress for work.

Hit the kitchen to snag my breakfast/lunch stuff.

Take my pills.

Leave for work at 7:00.

So.

The “important” part of this is the 2^nd to last thing.

Take my pills.

I take several pills.

Alfalfa (6), Turmeric (2), Milk Thistle (1), Macca Root (1), D3 (2), Synthroid (1)

Opening, counting out and closing all those little bottles takes 3 or 4 minutes.

Time I don’t have.

So I pre-fill 9 (no reason) empty prescription bottles

And leave them in a basket on the counter.

Next to another basket for the empties.

But last week I ran out of prefilled bottles

And didn’t get around to refilling them.

So I just grabbed my Synthroid each morning and called it good.

I was wrong.

It wasn’t good.

Alfalfa and Turmeric are POWERFULLY anti-inflammatory.

(among other things)

I have a little bursitis in my right shoulder.

I don't even notice it on most days.

Unless I don’t take my Alfalfa and Turmeric for a week.

And then I can hardly move my right arm.

And I don’t get to ride my horse.

Or go kayaking.

And my family has to listen to me whine all weekend.

I finally put two and two together on Saturday.

So out came the pills.

By Sunday my arm was a dull ache.

This morning little things like putting on my seat belt are a little uncomfortable,

But for the most part it’s under control again.

Thank goodness for Turmeric!  (and Alfalfa)

Hopefully I’ve learned my lesson…

We’ll see…

Happy Father's Day

Our new bed is really tall.

So poor Rod has no place to sit when he puts his shoes on in the morning.

He can't sit on the bed.

So he has to sit on the commode (southern for toilet).

Which is, of course, less than ideal.

Meanwhile, his Mom had two of the UGLIEST

but MOST COMFORTABLE chairs ever made.

When Dad moved in with Tim and Angie

we inherited the chairs.

(At Kyle's request...)

One of them lives in Kyle's bedroom.

Carefully hidden under a sheet.

The other one has been out in the tack/workout room.

I have been known to sneak out there and sit to read a book.

Rod mentioned he would like a chair in the bedroom.

So yesterday I "cleaned" out his corner.

(Ok, there's still stuff in the corner, but LESS stuff...)

and brought in the chair.

And now he has a comfy spot to put on his shoes.

And watch TV.

And remember his Mom.

And know that I love him.

Cuz I do...

Love him.

Yesterday he and Kyle replaced the rear axle seals on the white truck.

I wasn't there. 

So I couldn't take a picture.

But then "they" sharpened the blades on the lawnmower.

A boy and his Dad.

(Bet you can't guess Kyle's favorite color...)

Tired Tires

My truck (which I LOVE LOVE LOVE) has 270,000 miles on it.

My tires have 80,000+ miles on them.

Kyle regularly reminds me I’m a flat waiting to happen.

And since I spend a LOT of weekends running up and down I-95 at speed,

I really needed some new tires.

Memorial Day Weekend sounded like a good time to buy new tires.

They’re on sale.

Right?

And I have a secret weapon.

Rod’s Superpower is “negotiating”.

He got us an awesome deal on a fridge.

And a mattress.

And countless other things.

So I sent him out into the world to find a good deal on tires.

He worries about me.

So he didn’t get me the normal, everyday tires I would have bought.

(And would need to replace in 20,000 miles or so…)

He got me AWESOME tires.

I would include a picture.

But Kyle is driving my truck today.

Thank goodness I have a secret weapon!

Cuz they were $1,000!!!!!

Seriously!

My tires are worth more than my truck!

(Kidding, but sheesh…)

(I need to sell more eggs!)

Speaking of which, we are SOLD OUT again this week.

I found an awesome looking recipe.

But I can’t try it.

Cuz it calls for eggs.

And I don’t have any.

Sold Out

This is a first!

We have 8 eggs.

Well, if you ignore the eggs on the skelter.

I'll be hard boiling those for Rod.

They need to sit for several days to peel...

Between the girls at my office,

some students at school,

a couple of Craigs List clients...

we are SOLD OUT!

(And when I got into town tonight, I had a text from a student asking if I had another 2 dozen

he could buy from me....)

We might need to get some more chickens!

(Just joking Rod...)

(A little bit...)

Tropical Storm Andrea

The hurricane season is 6 days old.

And we have our first Tropical Storm.

Introducing Tropical Storm Andrea.

She is bringing 3” – 6” of rain to our area today.

The wind isn’t too bad.

In the actual storm, they are blowing about 60 mph.

We aren’t getting the actual storm.

(She’s in the Gulf of Mexico – off the coast of Tampa)

We are getting the “feeder bands”.

Which basically means rain.

And more rain.

And more rain.

And more rain.

It has been raining off and on all week.

My pastures are GREEN.

Well, except for the part that is MUD.

The horses are soaked.

Buddy rolled in his stall this morning.

He was so happy to find some dry dirt to roll in!

The girls are soaked.

I have 50 wet hens.

Luckily they aren’t cranky.

Yet.

They actually seem to be enjoying it.

The rain brings up the worms.

YUM!

I’m ready for a peak of sunshine.

Silent Sunday

It used to be, when a new missionary went to the

Missionary Training Center (MTC) in Provo

to learn the language spoken at their new home

they were not allowed to speak any English starting that first Sunday.

Hence the nickname, Silent Sunday.

After a killer weekend teaching two 10 hour lectures

and basically destroying my vocal chords in the process

I will be observing Silent Monday.

And Tuesday.

And Wednesday.......

Cone of Silence

Yesterday morning I woke up to an extremely sore throat.

And minimal voice.

I hit the Oil of Oregano and Vitamin D3.

Hard.

Lots of water to drink.

Liposomal Vitamin C.

And a blessing from Rod and Kyle.

Last night I got a pretty good sleep in my hotel room.

At least my sore throat didn't wake me in the night.

My voice was a little sketchy - but I was able to teach.

By the end of the day (10 hours) I was just about out.

In fact, I chose to spend the last 10 minutes

showing a video.

Then I headed to Target.

Bought some throat lozenges with menthol and eucalyptus.

Then to Red Lobster for soup and salad.

I had to point to what I wanted on the menu.

Now I'm in my hotel bed.

With a cup of herbal "throat coat" tea.

Basically licorice root and some other herbs.

I'm pretty sure by the end of tomorrow I will have done 

some major damage to my vocal chords.

Which basically means I will have to sing tenor for the next 6 months.

But hopefully my students will be able to hear me.

I see LOTS of videos in my plan for tomorrow.

Wish me luck!