Peroneal Tendonitis

I has it.

I am a horrible patient though.  Horrible.

When the dr. told me that I needed to rest my foot as much as humanly possible over the next three weeks, I laughed.  Because of this, he decided that it was necessary to give me the absolute worst case scenario if I did not rest my foot.  Not going to lie- the alternative is rather alarming (and much longer than 3 weeks) and painful.

So I conceded that I would attempt limited mobility.

I figured that I would go run some errands before I picked up my prescription and headed home.  Went to Target and Blockbuster and the gas station and then went to the grocery store.  Awhile back I started making a conscious effort to park as far away as possible from the door so as to get a little bit of exercise.

Wouldn’t you know that as I’m walking through the parking lot the dr. drives up.  He rolls down his window and says “not quite what I meant about limited mobility”.

le sigh

So now I’m sitting here watching cheesy made for tv christmas movies- something I love.  But when those run out I don’t know what I’m going to do to keep sane.  Hopefully 3 weeks will be long enough.  Damn you peroneal tendon!

In a completely unrelated note: I had a hit yesterday from My Husband Is Annoying.  I don’t know why exactly, well, I have an inkling but yea, it seems as if we are married to the same man.  Especially the post on the sinuses.  OMG the fucking sinuses.  If MrBunny doesn’t get his fixed (I don’t care how it comes about) then I am going to be taking a power drill to them myself.  If I’m a horrible patient then he is the spawn of satan.  Spawn of satan with a constant sinus issue that’s been going on for over six months and driving me absolutely nuts.

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I’m so excited

and I just can’t hide it!!!!!!

Rose Bowl here we come!!!!!

Seriously that game was beyond amazing.  At times it felt like an out of body experience.

And if Mark Ingram does not win the Heisman after his incredible game then there is something inherently wrong with the system.  He has been “the man” all season long.  Alabama is going to the Rose Bowl because when Greg McElroy forgot how to play football, Mark Ingram stepped up and carried the Tide offense to victories.

Thankfully McElroy remembered his winning ways and came through for the Tide big time.  It started that last drive of the Auburn game last week and continued tonight.  All those people who said they’d rather have Tim Tebow as a quarterback now have this as their lasting image.

If Alabama winning and going to the BCS title game was not enough- watching Timmay cry on the sidelines was the frosting on the cake.

So now Alabama goes on to face Texas.  I’m happy/sad that I’m not going to be in St. Louis for the championship game.  My dad and brother are huge Longhorn fans.  Huge.

Rest assured my mom is really happy I’m not going to be there.  We haven’t been known to really “play nice” in the past.  If there is nothing else that my dad, brother, and I have in common it is fierce competitiveness with a hint of sore loser mixed in.  Oh and there is plenty of cursing.  As my mom puts it “very undeaconlike language”- but she has very little room to talk.

Of course if Texas loses she has to deal with my dad and brother pouting.  Better get prepared for that mom- Texas is going down!

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Horrifying

If the last group of Christian singers (who I found again on youtube… unfortunately) didn’t make you wish for a sharp knife- this surely will.

And yet I wondered why people would think I was a nutcase when I would mention that I was a church musician.

This is only made more disturbing by the random sirens and then the gunshots at the end.

And if that wasn’t bad enough- here’s what I imagine hell looks like.  If I’m met with a “Holy Ghost Hoe-Down” at the end of my life I’ll know that something has gone horribly wrong.

All I can think of when I watch that is the South Park episode when Cartman decides to start a Christian rock band.

Finally- one has to wonder if these people live in fear every day that friends of theirs will come across this little gem.

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The Great Bisquick Incident of 2007

Have I ever told this story?

No?

Well let me remedy that.

Okay, well let’s set the stage here.

It was our house in Clarksville but MrBunny had already moved down to SW Georgia (the first time) and had taken Ginger with him.  I was still at the house because I was finishing up my job and getting the house ready to sell.  Bronco stayed with me because he was still very much a puppy and attached to my hip (little did we know then that that would never go away- even as I type he is using my leg as a pillow).

So I’m upstairs painting the bathroom ceiling when I notice that I hadn’t seen Bronco in  a few minutes and it was really quiet.  These two things never went well together.

I look in the upstairs bedrooms- not there.  I start to head downstairs when I hear the faintest rustle of plastic.  Very gingerly I continued down the stairs and peered around the corner into the dining room.

Imagine my surprise when this is what I saw.

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He had gotten up on the counter and into the cabinet and found a box of Bisquick.  And apparently was enjoying the hell out of it.

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It was all I could do not to bust out laughing.  Instead I regained my composure and scolded him.

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I’m still not totally sure how he got it all over the top of his head.  It was everywhere.  Everywhere!

And as luck would have it the realtor called roughly four minutes after I first arrived upon the scene.  She had people that wanted to see the house- right then.

I told her that she would have to give me at least 30 minutes because I needed to clean up from painting- yea right.

Little known fact: When Bisquick and dog spit mix in a carpet they become a glue like substance.  A glue like substance that takes forever to clean up.

I ended up having to move the table and go find a UHaul box to put over the spot.   It looked like I had just finished packing the china cabinet.

Unfortunately the people didn’t buy the house.  I’m blaming the freaky princess mural.

So that is the story of the Great Bisquick Incident of 2007.  I’d like to say it was the last time something like that has happened.  But that would be a lie.

And just because I came across it when looking for the Bisquick pictures- Ginger snug as a bug in a rug.

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Cold War Veterans

First- Happy Veterans Day!  Today is a day to honor all who have served in the protection of this great country of ours.

Unfortunately there is a vast population of service men and women who are not considered “veterans of war” even though it was a war that spanned decades and spurred massive social change in parts of the world.

It was a war that saw the Cuban missile crisis and the fall of the Berlin Wall (for which I feel numerous players should have been considered for a Nobel Peace Prize- a much more significant achievement then merely being elected, but that is another post for another day).  One that saw both the race to the moon and the race for nuclear arms.

But because this war was not fought in traditional methods those who served in the military during this time (obviously excluding those who served in the Korean and Vietnam wars) are not considered veterans.  They can not join the VFW and to this date were not awarded a service medal, as all veterans of other wars are.

Can we not argue that the dissolution of the USSR was just as important as the ousting of Saddam Hussein?  That preventing the spread of communism and the threat of nuclear war just as vital as squelching the work of the Taliban?

What would the world look like had those men and women not “stood watch” through 40+ years of tension?

It is time that these service men and women get the recognition that they deserve.

Yesterday two bills were introduced into Congress that would do just that.

Please contact your Senators and ask them to co-sponsor senate bill (S.2743) Also contact your congressman and ask them to co-sponsor house bill (H.R. 4051)

These military men and women are no less veterans then those who fought in traditional wars- it is about time that we and the government recognize that.

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Ten days have come and gone

And yet I’m still dealing with a dog with a bleeding tail.

Gentle readers:

Take this advice.  Do not cut your dog’s tail off.  It becomes a huge pain in your ass.

Anyways.

The hope of being stitch free last Friday was completely dashed pretty quickly.  I have been back to the vet almost every single day since the 15th.  First he kept bleeding through his bandage.  Then the vet wanted to see about taking the bandage off and letting it dry out.  That lasted about as long as it took him to walk back to the vet’s lobby.  Then it was right back to get a new bandage.

Then today we had to go back because he ripped out one stitch by whacking his tail on the kitchen counter.  Blood everywhere once again. :sigh:

We go back tomorrow with the hopes that maybe we can be stitch free on this Friday.  Please baby jesus.

Not only do I hope he is stitch free because I’m ready for it to be healed and hopefully move past this saga but my parents are supposed to come visit on Sunday.  Just a brief visit- overnight, but it will be my mom’s first time seeing the house.

Which means I need to clean this house.  I may have the cleanest walls in the Western world thanks to a bleeding tail but I’ve also had to spend 95% of my time sitting in bed with a dog this past week and a half and my house certainly looks like it.

Wish us luck tomorrow!

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Dog update

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Thanks for all the well wishes and speedy recovery thoughts over the last day.

After spending the night at the vet, Bronco came home this morning.  We then had to go back about a half an hour later because the bandage had come off and blood was once again going everywhere.

But after we got home the second time things were much better.

For the most part he doesn’t act like his tail is bothering him.  Every once in awhile he will hit it and sort of jump so we are trying to keep him as calm as you can possibly keep a 3 year old lab who loves to run and jump and play.

Basically I’ve been sitting in the bed with him.  He’s always loved to lay in our bed and sleep so we let him.  He’s quiet and not doing any more damage so it works!

We had another brief bleeding incident as I was doing dishes (seriously, I turn my back for two minutes and he starts bleeding again) but it wasn’t too bad.

The stitches come out in ten days.  We just have to make it ten days.

I’m taking bets on how many times we’ll end up back at the vet to get cleaned up and re-bandaged in those ten days.

But for the most part- all is good.

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Thank you Amy Winehouse

I just got an email from Amy Winehouse telling me happy birthday.

No really.

Okay it was http://www.amywinehouse.com but still.

I had to laugh because it is the first of I’m sure the many random websites sending happy birthday emails.

Anyways, Amy (I can call her Amy- we’re tight) hopes that I get a cake and lots of presents.

See Amy, this is why we are such good friends- every one needs some cake on their birthday.

le sigh- that girl knows me so well.

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It has been a day.

Not a very good day.

Actually a bloody day.

Warning: if you have a weak stomach- you might want to skip this.

Bronco was coming through the door and the screen door clipped him on his tail.  He let out a little yelp but I didn’t think anything of it until I noticed that blood was being thrown all over my breakfast room.

That’s when I noticed that the blood was coming from his tail.  A lot of blood.  We aren’t talking a little knick here- the word profusely would be more appropriate.

I immediately grabbed a towel and tried to apply pressure.  Yea that wasn’t happening.  The well behaved dog that will listen when you tell him to sit was all but a distant memory.  He kept trying to lick his tail- all the while, still wagging it… throwing more blood around my house.

I called the vet as I ran back to my room to put a bra and shirt on.  The lady, very nonchalantly, told me I could bring him right in.  So I grabbed a bigger towel in hopes of not getting blood all over the car and vet’s office.

Yea that didn’t work either.

We got there (thankfully it is right down the street but it seemed like it was 30 miles away- kept feeling like I had passed it) and I tried to get him into the vet while holding his tail so he didn’t throw blood all over people sitting in the waiting room.

Yea that didn’t happen either.

I did stick my head in and asked people if they could go into the hallway because I knew if he saw people and other dogs then there would be even more of a mess on our hands.  Luckily they did it- actually now that I think about it, no one questioned why this strange disembodied head was asking them to move.  They just moved.  Hmmm, I might have to find a way to harness that power.  Of course I’m sure the fact that my face was all spattered with blood didn’t help.

Anyways, we got inside and the woman was still really calm until she looked up and saw me.  Then she goes “oh you’re the one with the tail.”

Yes as a matter of fact I am.

She called for someone to come up front and they immediately sedated him while I was holding him so that he wouldn’t injure himself further.  It was only then that I got a good look at his tail and oh my god it’s a good thing I’m not squeamish because that was downright vile.   You could see where the hair and skin had ripped away from the bone.  No wonder it was bleeding like a son of a bitch (okay that’s funny.  I didn’t even realize the funny until I had already posted this and proofread it).

It wasn’t until I was filling out the paperwork when I realized how badly my hands were shaking.  In the matter of about seven minutes I’d gone from “come on Bronco let’s go potty” to looking at the bloody bare bone of his tail as he was sedated.

Of course I then called my mom who didn’t answer.  She finally (finally- ha it was like four minutes later) called back and I just unloaded.  I just needed someone to talk to.  It helped immensely.

The dr. called a little while ago and said that they were going to take him into surgery and amputate about 1/4 of his tail so they can get it all clean and sutured up and bandaged.  They are going to keep him overnight and depending on how he’s doing we’ll pick him up tomorrow.

Now I just got to think of a way to keep a bandage on that tail.

And how to remove blood from the blinds.

:deep breath:

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One of my favorite things

It’s an odd one I admit but I love the time before the clocks “fall back” an hour for Daylight Savings Time.

I love when it is dark in the morning.  I will usually get up early because I enjoy it that much.  I don’t know why.

I will get up and turn on a lamp (not those evil ceiling lights- I abhor ceiling lights, has to be a lamp) sink into a chair with a blanket and a book.  Ahhhhh, enjoyment at its finest.

Right now it is dark, raining, and the sun is just starting to come up.  The perfect time of day.

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I be nervous

for this afternoon’s football game.

Ole Miss losing to South Carolina is a double edged sword.  On one hand, hahahaha they lost to South Carolina, what the hell were they doing ranked so high to begin with?

On the other hand- they are more than likely out for blood.  They have something to prove.  They need to win or else their chances at a bowl game lessen immensely.

The prayers of intercession to St. Bear Bryant will no doubt be at an all time high this season round about 3:30 this afternoon.

I know I’ll be one of them!

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Wish me luck

The feet have healed enough (meaning they’ve stopped bleeding each time fabric comes in contact with them) that I’m going to attempt to walk/jog/trot tomorrow.

After talking with the dude at the shoe store we determined that I’m screwed on fit.  Apparently it’s just the way I walk (put another mark in the “just has to do it differently than everyone else” category) which would explain why almost every shoe that isn’t a flip flop or hiking boot/high top has given me blisters.

So I’ve got an insert that will hopefully raise my foot up enough to get past that “break” and I’m going to try moleskin along with two pairs of socks of differing materials.

Hopefully, hopefully this will solve the problem.

Oh and the lab comes home tomorrow.  Yea!  Even though he won’t ever leave me the hell alone and is constantly attached to my hip- I’ve missed the little bugger.

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Why god why??!?!!1?!?

I am a victim.

Actually it might not be that bad (I just looked up my error code and there might be hope- for now at least) but my ol’ trusty xbox is sounding like she’s on her last legs.  If you’ve ever heard how loud an xbox is, imagine it three times more so.  That’s what I’m dealing with.

She has served me well.  I will cry if she dies.

Especially if MrBunny tries to pull the “you have a PS3 and Wii, why do we need to replace the 360?” card.

That would be most unfortunate.

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RISTLTMB

It can tell the future!!!!

crazy lady at turkey trot

I love it.

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Turkey Trot

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That’s what I’ll be doing on Nov. 21st.  The Turkey Trot.  So fun to say.  Turkey Trot.  I think MrBunny is going to bludgeon me if I don’t stop saying Turkey Trot.

Anyways- it’s the post’s 3 mile “fun run” and I just signed up this morning.  I asked MrBunny if he wanted to do it with me to which he promptly said “no but I’ll wait at the finish line for you”.  Then I started jogging around the house singing “Turkey Trot” and now he’s saying he’ll wait for me at home.

Talk about support!

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I might need to

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go get fitted for another pair of shoes.
Oddly enough when I first got the blister yesterday it didn’t bleed but hurt like a sonofabitch. Today it didn’t hurt at all but as the picture shows it bled quite a bit.
Looks like a trip to a running shop is in my near future.

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Back on the horse

So I’ve been really bad about watching what I eat for the last couple of months.  It started with one “bad meal” and then next thing I know, months have passed and I’m like- what the hell am I doing?

No more!

I started this morning off with this glass of loveliness.

That’s right- Milk, spinach, benefiber (why not?), and protein powder.  Oh and I think I put a tablespoon of peanut butter in there too.

It does not taste near as vile as you think it might.  Actually it is pretty good.

The peanut butter and chocolate coconut protein powder (I love Dessert Protein- love it) are the only things you can taste.

Yummy.

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I feel so badly for them.

Even as storied a program as Alabama, they’ve had their share of bad seasons.  And fans have gritted their teeth through each one, keeping hope for the next year.

But there has always been a glimmer of hope.  Each fan of Alabama has always believed that a championship is a mere “rebuilding year” away.

MrBunny does not have that luxury.

He is a fan of Kentucky.

That’s right- Kentucky.

Basketball season?  Much better situation.  Football?  It is ugly.

U.G.L.Y.

And that is the only word to explain this Kentucky- Florida game right now.

Seven penalties in the first quarter?  Ugly.

Down 31-0 in the first quarter?  Ugly.

Watching my husband watch this game?  Sort of amusing.

I shouldn’t laugh.

But I am.

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It must get done.

This may come as a shock to some, but I am a procrastinator.  I am a horrible procrastinator.

That saying “why do today what can be done tomorrow?”- I’m more like, why do today what can be maybe done a couple of weeks from now.

Horrible.

Which is why I still have crap in boxes at my house.

But my dad is coming to visit

Sidestory- one of my other fabulous personality traits is an extremely overactive imagination.  Extremely overactive.  When he called the other day (something that is rare to begin with- he just isn’t that much of a phone conversator) and said hey why don’t I come down in October I was at first very excited.  Then the overactive imagination went to work.

I had myself convinced that he was dying, or my grandmother was dying, or the cat had already died, or that he’s decided to sell all his belonging and join a monastery in France somewhere, or he finally given in to his inner hippie and decided to go off and follow Phish.  The possibilities were endless.

So of course I texted my brother (the lone sibling still in the StL) and asked him what was up.

Turns out my mom is going to be at SAGA convention and my dad doesn’t want to go home (he works in North Carolina- I’m convinced that we are descendants of a nomadic people) to be bored.

So he’s coming here.  And we are going to have fun.  I’m sure there will be an abundance of boring computer talk but I will not be denied conversational opportunities.  It just isn’t in my nature.

and he need a place to sleep.

So I’m spending the next week (who are we kidding- I’ll spend the two days before he gets here running around like a mad woman.  It’s how I keep my girlish figure.) finally finishing upacking everything and finding places for crap.

It will be good.  Especially since after I get that done I can start taking down popcorn ceiling.

Have I mentioned what a fabulous husband I have?  First it was, painting everything.  Then I added that I wanted to redo the floors.  Now I want to take down the popcorn ceiling.  But I want to do the ceilings first because then I wouldn’t have to touch up freshly painted walls from all the crap that fell from the ceiling.  Then I’ll paint the walls and then we’ll redo the floors.

And in about ten years that will all be done.

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How does your garden grow?

Out of control actually.

It should be noted that I started all of these, with the exception of the raspberry, with seeds.  Seeds from the dollar aisle at Target.  Impressive right?

Up front there is basil.  An insane amount of basil.  It is basically a basil tree.  If you need basil just give me a shout.

Oh and my garden is a good example of why you should investigate what the hell you are doing beforehand.  Apparently you aren’t supposed to plant raspberries and tomatoes close together.   Oops.  Oh well.

The right side of the garden used to be cucumbers, watermelons, and cantaloupe.  I did get quite a few cucumbers (learned something new: apparently in extreme heat cucumbers do not turn dark green.  Hell they barely turn green at all.) and one cantaloupe before the plague set in.

Yes, we had a plague.  It was unfreaking real.  Grasshoppers the size of a car tire.  I’d go out there to water and a grasshopper would jump out- nearly pissed myself on numerous occasions.

Now I’m battling caterpillars.  Every day I check my tomatoes and pull off at least 10 caterpillars- little bastards are eating my tomatoes!

I’m planning on putting in some fall stuff soon.  Hopefully I won’t be feeding the insect population of southwest Georgia this time.

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