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Nugget is very happy that he is not going out until this brutal cold snap is over
Had to get those heat therapy patches. I’ve had some pretty bad neck pain that started Friday night. Woke up yesterday and it was worse. Tried Advil and Icy-Hot which didn’t even touch it. So hubby and I braved the brutal temps to get me some relief. It’s gone down a bit but the pain is still there. Think the brutal cold is making it bad, probably giving me the start of arthritis in my neck from injuries suffered in a car accident in my early teens.1 -
I'm baaaaack…..
No, not in my house (interior demo done; finally just got the construction permits but winter is getting in the way of beginning the rehab). Best guesstimate is that, given the extensive code-compliance work that needs doing in a 1908 house, besides restoration, we will be stuck here in Lincolnwood till June.
But if you were thinking the worst, fear not: I have been too lazy (and busy) to use a laptop and so have been doing everything on my phone, like a Gen-Zer; and typing other than texting on a phone is a royal pain. Pontiac Peggy knew I was okay because we were corresponding on Facebook.
Since I last checked in here, I sprained my L ankle and broke my L 5th metatarsal. Ironically, it was because I avoided falling: I lunged for the banister of my sunken living room but my rubber sandal stuck to the pile of the carpet even as I went forward & to the side. I plopped into my recliner instead of on to the floor, but the damage was done. Spent 3 weeks actually living in the living room (except for going to the powder room—where I washed because the bathrooms with showers were either a flight of stairs up to the 2d floor or down to the basement) and 7 weeks in a CAM boot, with 3 more weeks in a lace-up brace. Amazingly, the Bar Show wrote me some parts that did not require dancing and let me sing into an offstage mic. But I was eventually able to not only do rudimentary choreography—ok, organized gesturing—but even played guitar onstage! The show was a huge success and I can't wait to do it again next year. BTW, at 74 this coming Thurs,, I'm the second oldest woman in the cast and third oldest person, period! Our chief costumer, who takes bit parts because she barely sings, just turned 80.
It is brutally cold here, but we have had very little snow. Going down to -2F overnight, and we won't see positive double digits till Wed. morning. The hot-water heating system here dates back to the 1950s, when this place was built. Downstairs, the radiators are baseboards and do an adequate job (assuming we bundle up). But the bedrooms have mini-radiators in wall registers and are definitely not up to the job. We have to crank the thermostat to 80 in order for the ambient indoor air to stay above 65. We just bought sleeping bags to use as extra quilts.
All in all, though, it beats floods and especially wildfires. My friends in the L.A. area are safe and back in their intact homes—but I've been unable to reach my cousin in Altadena (his landline is kaput, likely because the house is gone; I don't have his mobile; and his office phones in Santa Monica and Pacific Palisades…well, you can guess). Bright spot is that neither his nor his wife's names are on the list of dead or missing.
The cats (BangBang & Roxy) are a handful. They have become addicted to the laser pointer and follow me up to the bedroom and won't let me sleep until I've played with them for 15-20 minutes. I used it at first so they'd chase the dot into the hall, letting me close the door so I can sleep unmolested; but they wised up pretty quickly. Roxy then goes to sleep with Bob and BangBang with me…and wakes me up in the morning by aggressively nuzzling me till I can go downstairs to feed them.
OK, DOTD: Joseph Drouhin 2021 Bourgogne Rouge (with salmon for dinner). Meanwhile, gotta skate over to the other forums to let them know I'm ok!
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