Some of me is better

[robinmckinley]

 
My stomach is better.  The rest of me . . . isn’t.  Sigh.  One of the splendidest pleasures of ME is the way the symptoms change.  It’s like, jeez, what’s the matter with me?  -Oh, right, ME.  In this case, this is a particularly achy manifestation.  This is what I’d be like if I ate lots of tomatoes all the time, I suppose, plus the sciatica

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[blackbear88]

This is what I’d be like if I ate lots of tomatoes all the time,

Well, as long as you're already THERE, doesn't this mean you should head for an Italian restaurant asap?

I didn’t get out into the garden.

I went out this evening to check on my one-live-raspberry-cane and two-dead sticks... and found that some foul, unnamed demon had eaten the live one. Not a leaf left, the cane broken off about 2" from the ground. What the fuck eats RASPBERRY CANES for god's sake, when there's tons of perfectly suitable non-thorny, soft and tender weedy growth not a foot away??? I am inconsolable.

[robinmckinley]

Oh, gods, I know. Most of my sweet peas have disappeared without trace--I only just PLANTED them. And what may be ALL the flower buds on the pulsatillas--I have a lot of p.s, I love them. There's no way that's slugs; that's the ***f*ck*ng pigeons.*** They're the ones I've netted the magnolia against, and they STILL manage to reach through and get some more buds, although there are a few out of reach. I HATE PIGEONS. Slugs, at least, there are things you can do. Those copper rings actually work, for example.

Do you have deer where you are? Sounds like a deer thing.

[blackbear88]

Pigeons eat flower buds? How very peculiar. I thought they ate garbage and ants.

Deer would be the logical answer, I can't imagine it was rabbits. But in 7 years of living here (in a fairly wooded area right along a good-sized river) I have never seen a single deer in the neighborhood, which has always struck me as odd. Foxes, beavers, muskrats, weasels--but not a deer to be seen, even in the small hours of the morning. We do have a lot of stray dogs in town, so I'd always assumed deer just avoided cutting through the neighborhood and stuck to the river. My other theory is that it was a raccoon, being destructive purely for the joy of it--they will tear up and unplant things just to see what's under them, occasionally. But I didn't see the leaves or broken bit of the cane anywhere, and I doubt a raccoon would have destroyed the evidence like that.

[silksieve]

Yay for music rack and the success of turning pages properly!

I miss my piano very, very much, but my apartment can't hold one at the moment and I absolutely refuse to compromise to a keyboard. It is just not the same feeling! So, I'm sad, and have to sneak into studios keep in shape....

[robinmckinley]

I've still got my mouth open to rec a keyboard. A cheap keyboard got me back to playing the piano. Sure, it's not the same thing, but, you know, it keeps the rain off. :)

[glinda_w]

It’s hard to explain the sensation of performing an activity that requires split-second concentration when your ME is giving you gyp: your brain keeps dropping out like a bad radio signal, and your eyes, hands, and habit-pattern-let’s not call it memory-have to fill in till it bleeps back on line again. Briefly.

Oh, yes, exactly. My technique with the harp flat out sucks; piano is at that instinctive level, but right-hand for the harp goes *in the wrong direction.* Aaaarrrrgggghhhh.

I spent part of a day, a month ago, learning new jewelry-making technique from elisem. I have no idea how long it'll take before my hands can actually *do* those things without me having to pay close attention to the technique. I've got designs in my head, but I'm just not up to making them. Yet.

[robinmckinley]

I have no idea how long it'll take before my hands can actually *do* those things without me having to pay close attention to the technique. I've got designs in my head, but I'm just not up to making them. Yet.

*********** Yes. I feel this way about writing music.

[anonymous]

Congratulations on the acquisition of the new music rack, and bravos to the builders. It is such a pleasure to bring a truly useful new object into one's life.

The potential motherdog is a lively and enthusiastic girl. I had a nice, if chilly, afternoon getting a dog fix at the Alpha Bitch's breeder's house. Several of the assorted relatives were 6-9 month old puppies. Want a puppy, God help me! Motherdog had better be pregnant . . . Danes can certainly have big litters--this girl had 10 at her previous breeding, and I know people whose bitches produced 15--but they can also have very small ones, and using frozen semen adds factors that can affect fertility. So we shall see.

Hope the ME is on its way out the door and you start feeling better.

Diane in MN

[robinmckinley]

All puppy fingers crossed! :)

[robinmckinley]

LOL!!!! I'm going to send this one to Oisin. . . .