I have had what we think is some diverticulitis. And been under the weather. Started on some better antibiotics this morning, so am hoping it clears up in a few days. No wine, though, this weekend, in light of that.
I really needed a couple days’ rest as well. No high fever, but really out of sorts for a bit here. My stomach issues have been
It’s cold, too cold to plant the garden just yet, so it’s a good time for rest. I’ll have a few eggs tomorrow and a few bites of ribs and see how that goes. Just liquids yesterday. I made a dry rub for the ribs tomorrow. But actually now that I think of that, I think I’ll have my husband do chicken on the grill since I would rather have ribs. Put them off until Sunday or Monday. We also have some brats to do. Lots of grilling.
So that means I can read and ponder my novel and hope I can clean house a bit and plant both flowers and vegetables tomorrow and Sunday. My seedlings are coming nicely: tomatoes, jalapenas, sweet peppers, pumpkin, cucumbers, petunias and some wild flowers. Herbs. Basil, sage and thyme already in some pots out there. Oh, and the potatoes are coming up out there and I hope the garlic soon enough. I have arugula and lettuce and thyme and parsley and oregano coming up from last year. And chives and lavendar.
So things grow.
Things need to grow.
So if I can do at least 15 minutes on my novel, I’ll start posting on the writing process.
No dreams lately. Probably because I was in too much pain to sleep hardly for the last two nights…
Happy holiday and happy Friday, folks. Cook out.