Thursday things, injuries, animals, and stuff

Have you guys seen this?

They aren’t shipping yet but you can pre-order them and you can bet your sweet ass I’m going to.  I’ll probably have to hide it from MacGyver though because I’m sure he’ll try and steal it from me.

If you happened to notice my absence the last few days I must confess I’ve been all kinds of busy and when things get so hectic that can’t keep up, I have to prioritize and unfortunately the blog did not make the cut, but I’m back now so it’s all good.

I’m working super hard so that I can take some time off at the end of the month to go to Tennessee to attend a wedding, and also because I sort of like having fun on the weekends every now and then in case you hadn’t noticed but for some reason springtime gets really crazy around here.

Earlier in the week I was raking up leaves in the backyard one evening and a rogue limb fell out of a large tree right on my head and my arm.  I can’t show you my head since there was no visible damage but here is what my wrist looked like.


Pretty, huh?

Apparently some of the people who speed through our neighborhood on the way to work in the morning have complained about the presence of peacocks in the street.  So last week on three early morning runs I watched in horror as the sheriff’s wildlife division rounded up hundreds of peacocks, put them in cages, and carted them away.  I did not run by without protest though.  I rounded the corner and scared a lot of them away from the cages.

Damn those speeder’s and their complaining.  Oh, and did I mention there happens to be a drug house 2 doors down from the peacock farm.  I wonder why the sheriff’s department never bothered to cage those idiots!


Charles is still safe in my yard because he loves me.

I tend to collect animals.  Last night I was raking leaves, yet again, and I found a newly hatched slider turtle who had gotten lost on his way to the pond.

Turd Butt the Turtle

His name is Turd Butt.  (There’s that 12 year old boy sense of humor.)  Anyhow, we’re keeping him.  He’s already imprinted on me anyway, (can they really do that?), and I like him.

One last thing to share.  I’m pretty sure I’m going to get a hundred orders once y’all see this next thing but I can fulfill them, I swear.

MacGyver and I were garage sale shopping and we happened upon this beauty:

ugly table

I want you to soak in her magnificent beauty.

Go ahead,  soak it in.  Revel in it.  Let it marinate a little.  Check out the luxurious lines and wonderful style that just resonates 1970.

I had to have it!  Had to.  In fact, I loved it so much, I bought its twin sister.  I now have two.

Except that one of them now looks like this:

New end table

And it’s no longer just an end table, it’s a cute end table but it’s not just a cute end table, no.


End Table dog house

It’s a Dog House!

And at night it looks like this:

Hanks new doghouse

Because, yes, I even installed lighting!

So as if I didn’t have enough on my plate I’ve decided that I’m going to make animal houses that can also be used as everyday furniture.  This one can be used as an end table or a nightstand.  It would look so cute in a beach house, don’t you think?  Go ahead and place your orders now.  Girl dog?  I’ve got mini chandeliers!  😉

Just wait til you see the house I’m building for Turd Butt!

What do you think of the heated foam roller, are you going to order one?

Jelly Eye Benedryl Haze Hangover

I’m sitting here watching My Big Fat Fabulous Life and trying to finish up some work but I am so easily distracted that I sometimes find it hard to focus and so I just give in.    Isn’t this the week to do that sort of thing anyway?  Does anyone really get anything accomplished between Christmas and New Years?  I mean, besides gaining 3 pounds because that, well, I nailed that.

average holiday weight gain

Yep, that’s about right….

We came home last night and I did manage to get up and run this morning which was good because yesterday morning I woke up with a jelly eye and I spent the entire day ingesting Benadryl’s and trying like hell to figure out what it was that I ate that I had an allergic reaction to.

Fortunately, this is about as bad as my eye got.

Call me Jelly Eye!

It’s much better today.  The swelling and jelly have all disappeared and that’s why I was able to run this morning, albeit in a bit of a fuzzy haze.   I’ve got a slight migraine I’m trying to fight off too but considering how great I’ve felt the past several weeks I refuse to complain about it at all.  I’m almost positive that I was gluttened or poisoned, by accident of course, I hope.  I’ll just have to be more careful next time, that’s all.

It is getting easier learning what I can and can’t eat.  Learning what upsets my stomach, and what causes more of an allergic response.  I still keep diaries.  It seems monotonous.  Sometimes it is.  It’s necessary.  Oddly, I don’t mind.

I still find it hard to believe that George Michael, Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds are no longer with us.  Is anyone else hesitant to get on the computer in the morning or go on facebook or turn on the TV?

I do.  It’s a good thing I have a ton of things to keep me busy like, walking the dogs.  They don’t let me forget either.  They wait for me every morning while I take my shower.  When I stepped out this morning, I saw them laying together so sweetly like this….

Brotherly love

They look so sweet don’t they?  It looks just like Hank is saying ‘My brother is the best brother in the whole wide world, he’s better than any blanket or bed ever and I just love to snuggle with him.’

What Hank really thinks:  ‘Move over fatso, you’re hoggin up the rug and you know I’m a Prince and I can’t touch my ass to a hard cold floor.’

And Boomer is thinking, ‘Oh, please, don’t irritate me, I’ll fake a cute stretch and a yawn and drop kick you clear across this room.’

Aren’t they adorable?

Way more entertaining than the internet any day.

Do you work the week between Christmas and New Year and do you get anything done?

Priorities, Running, Botox and eating only potatoes for a year!

Let me explain.  I needed a little break from myself so I took a brief hiatus from the blog.  Just a few days but I needed it.  I was a little stressed trying to get all of my actual work caught up so that MacGyver and I can get packed up and go down to Nokomis for the holidays and it occurred to me that sometimes I take on too much and I need to prioritize a bit better.  Okay, a lot better.



For some reason I can have two huge projects looming over my head and both may be only hours away from completion but I am convinced that if I don’t stop everything and clean my house from top to bottom that somehow the world will end.  It will end.

Everything will come crashing down around me, it will rain hell fire, and people will drop like flies because there is dust on my coffee table and cracker crumbs in the lazy boy.  We are all doomed and it’s all my fault.  (Actually it’s MacGyver’s fault because he ate the crackers and then fed them to the dogs to get them on his side because he’s convinced they like me more than him.)

Hank loves mommy

I need this phone beside me in case my Mommy calls!


Anyway Tuesday I pushed through and mostly finished those two projects and then yesterday I got most of the holiday things done, in fact, I finished a bit early and so I treated myself to a Groupon that I had purchased earlier in the year.  The Groupon was for dysport, which is similar to botox injections, and if you’ve read my blog or you know me then you may know that I get them to help me with my migraines.

I have never tried dysport before and since my insurance only pays for two injections of botox per year when I saw the Groupon for dysport I was intrigued and I bought it, but that was quite a while ago so I had to use it or lose it and yesterday was the day.

In all the times that I’ve had botox injections, I’ve always been told not to lay down or exercise for 4-12 hours afterward so I was expecting the same but they told me not to exercise or do anything that would cause my face to get red for 24-48 hours after the injection.


I was kind of surprised by that.  I’m not sure what the difference between dysport and botox is.  They feel the same.  It’s not a huge difference aesthetically since I get them for migraines but since I bought this one on a Groupon, I had some units left over and I decided to use them on some fine lines.  Goodbye crow’s feet!

(Not really, now they look like chicken feet in sugar sand.)

That waiting 24-48 hours thing though, I just couldn’t do it.  I researched it online and mostly it said 4-24 hours.  And well, this morning it was a balmy 53 degrees here.  C’mon, FIFTY THREE!  I live for that kind of weather.

And so I ran.

Six miles.  I didn’t really sweat.  It was quite comfortable and I didn’t push it, not that I have been anyway.  Yes, I am a rebel, without a clue.  Whatever.  The injection site still looks great.  No harm and no headache, it’s a win, win.

I’ve also been avoiding my favorite news sites lately since all anyone seems to want to write, talk or read about are ‘Rob and Blac Chyna’ or ‘Christina and Tarek El Moussa’ and I just really don’t care about either.

I did manage to find two stories that did interest me though and I wanted to share them with you.  The first is this one about running and your knees. I cannot wait to show this one to MacGyver.

kneesThe jury is still out on this study but it’s one to definitely follow.  Click on the image above to read the article.

Also, have you heard about the potato dude?  Spud guy?  The tater dude?  Tater tot?  Andrew Taylor?


This guy from Australia who’s struggled with his weight his entire life finally decides to do something about it but what he decides to do is an unorthodox and quite unusual diet consisting of, you guessed it, only potatoes.

Click on the spud dude above to read all about him on his site.  It’s super interesting.

And I’ll be back tomorrow with a review so if you need a suggestion for a great last minute fitness gadget, I think I have your solution!

Would you go on a potato diet?

Have you ever had botox or dysport?