A Sunday Visit from the Anxiety Fairy!

Good Morning, Sunday! While it was pretty frigid this morning, it’s warmed up nicely and the sun is shining.

This has been the strangest few weeks. We’ve had temperatures in the 90’s followed by a light freeze, back to the ’80s and then freezing rain. Even Mother Nature has lost her footing!

The thing that bothers me the most about this Quarantine thing is I never know what day it is. Everyone is home so it’s a bit confusing. By everyone I mean OU Boy. He’s been home 5 days now. It was on Day 4 that I sent him and all of his belongings to the hotel. I thought I wanted a divorce. Turns out I just didn’t want to hear him breathe while I tried to finish a book. By bedtime, he was home and this morning had to do the walk of shame at work to go get his meds! The bad news is he brought germs home. We both now have a fever, chills, aches and awful coughs. We just thought we were cured. Now we can’t taste anything or smell anything. I made some lunch and he said, It’s warm. We will find out tomorrow if we are dying or not. It feels like it. But then I whine a lot.

The word Compassion was on my mind this morning. People are getting downright mean! Our parks are closed and still, people are over there getting germs all over the equipment. Old ladies are yelling at people walking the track. Stop following me!!! Um, ma’am, it’s a circle. I’m trying very hard to be compassionate, I am, really. But I’ve discovered that when I’m sick, I’m rather testy myself. I’ve washed my hands with so much alcohol and soap that when I pee, I clean the toilet.

We’re going to take a nap now. Be Safe. Wash your hands. Don’t be a dick.

xx P

Books, Beans, Weenies and The Tiger King

Happy Saturday! I hope everyone is well. It’s been a bit crazy everywhere and we are looking for things to take our mind off the news cycle.

For one week I was in isolation due to my corneal transplant. The abrasion is now healed but I am still on antibiotic drops plus the anti-rejection drugs. Now I’m in isolation due to the virus. This is a nasty one. The fever, the coughing, the fatigue. Wearing those N95 masks is not pleasant either. They are hot and make your hair look horrible.

On the upside, my house has never been so sterile! It smells of lavender and Clorox bleach. There are tissues and bottles of sanitizer, alcohol wipes and spray and my inhaler and eye meds all over the coffee table which has become my nightstand. Some days are good, some are not. Yesterday was half and half. I cleaned all of my windows and screens on the inside and OU Boy did the outside, laundry and picking up of prescriptions. He said it was very somber and lines were marked six feet apart.

There was plenty of toilet paper and paper towels on the shelves. The numbers here double overnight. Last night we had an awful storm come through. Several trucks jack-knifed on the interstate. Two came to the hotel. As soon as OU Boy heard them say they were from New York, he bounced.

Besides making up really great recipes, we’ve watched The Tiger King. I swear we were not going to but we did. The first time I came to Oklahoma to see OU Boy’s Momma, I saw the GW Zoo. It was like right next door. Along with about 20 meth labs. I was not impressed and thought the zoo was nothing but a few cats in small cages and lots of toothless guys hanging around.

 

I think we have seen everything on Netflix and Prime. We have been really good at not going to the supermarket. We are still eating the soups we made. I’m drinking so much tea that OU Boy is hopeful I’ll make a dent in the amount we have stashed away like drug dealers. Also, I was so hot with a fever yesterday that I took the scissors and chopped off my hair. My TBR pile is 7 on NetGalley.

The way things are going we won’t be leaving for Curacao soon. We are so ready to go soak up some sun.

How are things in your area? Anything good you are watching? Or reading?

Have a great day and wash your hands.

xx P

 

It’s Friday! What are you reading?

It is Friday. And what a week it has been. We have had the plague, tornado warnings, winter storms, and spring storms. It’s been insane. I don’t know how it is where you are, but you can let me know.

There is so much uncertainty surrounding our health and what is or is not open. Our company laid off half of the staff. They can all get unemployment right away. Then this morning one of the housekeepers CAME TO WORK to tell us she had been at the clinic yesterday on another matter and may have come into contact with someone who tested positive.  People, DO NOT DO THIS! Last I heard they are waiting for the clinic to get back to them. Luckily OU Boy did not have any contact with her and when he heard she was there, he locked his door! LOL. But really, don’t do that.

The library is closed, there is no toilet paper or alcohol-based sanitizers. One of our favorite restaurants, Whiskey Cake Cafe’, put this on IG.

I called them right then and placed an order. We drove over and picked up our stash. Everything they cook is locally sourced so we know where this stuff comes from. We received a gallon of whole milk, 2 sirloin steaks, 2 whole, seasoned chickens, 6 hamburger patties, a dozen oranges, 2 dozen eggs and 2 rolls of TP. What a brilliant idea. They can keep their vendors busy while helping us all out.

I went into stress baking mode.

I made Orange Cranberry Muffins, Banana Muffins, Espresso Brownies, Vanilla Cupcakes with Chocolate Ganache, Peanut Butter Protein Balls and Lemon Coconut Protein Balls. I roasted both chickens and separated the meat, then made stock with the bones and skin and dark meat.  I sent it all to work with OU Boy for those who had children at home.

I have cleaned house with alcohol, I made my own hand sanitizer with 2/3 cup of 91% rubbing alcohol and 1/3 cup of Aloe Gel, along with several drops of Tea Tree Oil. Boom! And if you are out of alcohol, I buy Everclear. It is like 98%.

My eye surgeon is closing her clinic today, but I still have to go have my pressure checked on Monday. Hopefully, I will be out of quarantine after that. Which is just for my own protection.

I feel like this isolation is right up my alley. I work from home. I hate crowds. I don’t like real people very much. And I love stuff delivered!

How are you all holding up? Especially all of you book bloggers? Is that TBR pile going down any? I am at 10 books on NetGalley!!!

Stay Well, and read a book.

xx P

Monday Rants and Revelations!

This is such a Monday! It’s been raining for days, the temperatures are having mood swings and that free HBO weekend was a joke! I mean come on, some of us have to stay home, I don’t want to see movies from the ’80’s I didn’t even like then!

Anxiety is at an all-time high every place you go. Yesterday morning we decided to go to Walgreen’s for some bleach before the church folks got out. Well, this has been an interesting thing to see, what people are stocking up on. The shampoo aisle was empty. Anything sanitizing was gone. I found one can of Lysol and the guy next to me was faster than I was. I did get a lot of Kleenex. And all the bleach. 2 bottles. Some of the stuff was just funny. Plenty of diapers and formula, but no water. I predict dog food will be next.

Saturday we split the list and went to Sprouts. In and out in no time with plenty of Almond Milk, fruits and vegetables. They were low on meat, but that was fine.

Since all of my meds go into my eye, things are pretty sterile in here. OU Boy coughs and he’s out. You know what wasn’t closed? The YMCA! We strolled in there and had the place to ourselves. Of course, we took our wipes and stuff as well, but I just called and they are open today as well. Of course, there are no youth programs right now so it’s just the die-hard work out folks. The old men in the racquetball court and that’s about it.

I read 4 books. We watched a lot of Prime and Netflix. I also found out from the ever-helpful Alexa, that Netflix and Chill means sex and a movie. So all those times I told y’all I was going to just Netflix and chill? It was a movie and a cold beverage. Seriously, how can I watch Pandemic and have sex??

Y’all stay safe, we have a few really good books coming out tomorrow so stay tuned.

xx P

 

A Little Miscommunication goes a long way!

It’s been a minute since we talked. Here we are in March already and it was 80 degrees yesterday! As the usual Spring allergies kick in, the eyeball situation kicks up!

This June will be three years of eye surgeries and transplant issues. I still have 12 stitches in my left eye. I guess because it doesn’t look different from my other eye, people think it’s fine. One of those people would be me. I dropped the ball on being vigilant and yesterday was a wake up call!

I have checked in hundreds of times now. They know me. But yesterday there was a twist. The receptionist was wearing a black mask. She said she had four questions for me. The first: Have you had a fever in the last two weeks. Me: Yes. Her: You need to go to that room over there and wait for a doctor to come. Okay… I quickly sent OU Boy a text telling him about it. He called and I was a bit weepy and concerned. Little did I know then that this would become an event!

Dr. M came in and asked me what was up. I told him I was coming off of a two week Crohn’s flare and had run a low-grade fever. He cleared me but suggested they put me in the back so I didn’t get any cooties from out front.

Meanwhile, OU Boy is racing across town to the Dean Magee Eye Institute and losing his mind. All he and his GM saw was Crohn’s. They thought it was Corona and apparently when he rushed in to say in a loud voice,  “Where is my wife, they said she is in quarantine!” people cleared out like they had heard there was toilet paper available at Target!

The confusion was cleared up. Or so we thought. More on that. The visit was not successful. My eye pressure was 30. Not good. I have a small abrasion on my transplant. Now I am back to 5 different drops and one salve. Every hour. EVERY hour. I was in tears thinking I’m not going to leave the country when my doctor said if it’s down in a week she’d prefer I left the country. She had just returned from Curacao and said I’d be safer from health threats there. So yeah.

Apparently, our GM called them to ask if he should be in quarantine. Oh lord, we laughed. Especially since his wife graduates from Med School this summer. So no I don’t have the C virus. I still have to self isolate however due to my having a transplant and Crohn’s but I’m good with that. I’ve got books on that TBR list that are about to be read!

Stay Safe!! Wash Your Hands! And if you can’t find Purell, Use 2/3 cup of 91% alcohol, 1/3 cup of aloe gel and some tea tree oil to make your own.

xx P

GET OUT THE LYSOL, EVERYBODY IS SICK

 

So I have the flu. There are only three symptoms, they (Dr.) say, cough, fever and sore throat. Unlike the lottery, my chances were pretty darn good after entertaining people with germy children.

I’m not even checking the mail! OU Boy brought home masks that look like something out of an Avengers movie and I have lysoled the heck out of every surface! Really well. OU Boy thought he would hop back into bed this morning only to find his pillow damp from the can of Lysol I sprayed on it.

For about 30 minutes yesterday, I thought I felt better but then my body showed me it was not better. Fever, sore throat and coughing and I become Vivien Leigh draped over a chaise lounge telling anyone who will listen that I am dying and need more tea.. deep sigh.

This is my spot. I claimed it and all my germs are contained under this quilt my sister made for me. So far I have been downing the Bigelow Benefits Teas hourly. I made a green superfood smoothie, I’m mainlining Suja’s Lemon-Cayenne sugar-free juice hoping to kill the germs. And I read an entire book The Jane Austen Society, coming later this year.

For a lot of people, it is Ash Wednesday. I reminded OU Boy that mass is at 7 tonight and he said, “So which one of our pagan holidays have you appropriated now?” Me, ” Dude, I don’t know, just let them put ashes on your forehead and move on.” See, that is how sick I am. I did not dig into my vast bag of encyclopedia-like knowledge, I just said “whatever.”

Be Well. And for cripes sake, keep your sick kids home.

Love you!

xx P

Laissez les bon temps rouler!

Happy Mardi Gras! My favorite time of the year. Parades, balls, King Cake, beads, everything purple, green and gold.

Today is a frenzy of people dragging their huge boxes of beads, cups and other throws onto a float with 40 other people dressed just like you. And one 5-gallon bucket in the closet for all of us to use. And since we have been drinking since that first Mimosa at 8 a.m., that bucket is in high demand.

While we all take our places and the parade rolls. Today we will roll once during the day and again at night. And then, Lent. Go to church and get your ashes and forget sugar for 40 days. That’s probably sacrilegious, but it’s true. And for once I am glad. We have the plague. Yep. That’s what it is. Why? Well, we went and hung out with adults who have children. Those little germ mongers are relentless.

Have yourself a fun time tonight and be safe!

xx P