Sunday, January 25, 2009

What a night!

Last night, we went to hang out with our friend Nathan, who recently moved back into town. We also went out to dinner with our friend Barbara and her boyfriend, Nick. After dinner, Nathan, Aaron, and I headed off to go back to Nathan's place, but not before a quick trip to the liquor store for the boys.

We're in Eden Prairie, a suburb I'm only familiar with because I worked there for three months in the mall. Aaron's giving me directions to the store, and saying I need to turn left, and I should have gotten in the other lane (which, if he'd told me that a few seconds earlier, I could have gotten in the left turn lane). Instead, I'm in a straight only lane. But Aaron still thinks I can turn left. After all, there's two lanes to turn into, and no oncoming traffic to collide with. So the light turns green, and we turn left. Nathan is in the back seat, looks behind us, and says, "Well, the car behind us turned left, too, so it must be okay!" So we're zipping along, and at the last second, Aaron tells me I need to get in the right turn lane, and follow this other car. I had to veer over there pretty quickly in order to make the turn, and as I turn onto the new road...red and blue lights start flashing behind me.

HooooooooBOY was I mad! I pull over immediately, and so does the cop. That car that turned left at the light behind me? The cop. He said he pulled me over for an illegal lane change at the light, as it was a straight lane, and something about me getting in the turning lane seemed a little off (in other words, I probably looked like a drunk driver). I explained that Aaron was giving me directions, and told me to turn at the last second. He takes my license and insurance - everything checks out, and he gives me a warning. While he's in his cruiser running everything, I start yelling at Aaron. He always gives me directions at the last second! I am constantly having to practically SWERVE to get into the next lane because of the last second directions. Drives me crazy.

Some days, he's really good. Most days, he's not paying attention. Sometimes when I ask if I need to turn or do this or that, he tells me no, I only need to turn when he tells me to turn, otherwise, go straight, which is what I was doing.

Oh, I was just so mad at him. I didn't get a ticket, thank goodness, and thank goodness I hadn't had anything to drink at dinner before we left. It was just stupid and irritating.

Aaron suggested maybe getting a GPS for me, but that seems to be helpful only when you know specific addresses, and for this situation, Aaron just knew where the place was, not the address.

I'm hoping this will get him paying attention more when we're driving. Yeah, I should know directions, too, but he's just better at it, and that's the way it's always been. Plus, I'd only been to that liquor store once, and it was likely over a year ago. No way I was going to remember how to get there.

So that is my rant for the night.

In other words, I am feeling better, physically, although I still have the horrible cough, and now some sinus issues, but I will definitely be ready for work tomorrow morning, and the rest of the week. Last week, we had Monday off for the holiday, I took Wednesday off, half of Thursday off, and all of Friday. I worked a total of 12 hours - no good. I'm going to be SO busy tomorrow. Ugh.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

ugh.

This Saturday, we were invited to a party celebrating "155 Days Until Summer!" You had to have at least one summery article of clothing in order to get in. I went with a tank top, pants that were rolled up at the bottom to look like clam-diggers, flip flops, and a Hawaiian lei. Aaron went the short sleeved route, with a pair of shorts on over top of some long underwear. Perfect!

Aaron had developed a slight cough the day before, and woke up Sunday morning feeling absolutely wretched. He had a fever of 102.4 F at some point, was oscillating between burning up, and being freezing. He ended up staying home from work on Monday and Tuesday. I had Monday off, so there was an additional day that I spent with the sickie.

I went into work yesterday, with a nice wet, hacking cough and some body aches. To bed early for me, couldn't sleep to save my life last night. I was coughing, flopping all over, and roasting. I got up at 6am to start getting ready for work, and took my temperature - 100.1 F. Bleh. So I ended up saying home from work today, so hopefully I can make it into work for the rest of the week.

So here I am, at home, hacking up lung butter, roasting to death, and just taking it easy.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

'Nother one for the day

Since my last post didn't have much news, I thought I'd make a new one. And I'm really bored this weekend because I was supposed to get a new movie in the mail from Netflix today, and nothing showed up. Grr.

So like the previous post noted, Aaron got his first batch of beer bottled today. That's pretty cool, and I'm interested to see how it turns out. I don't like beer and I won't try it, because it's a pale ale, and any beer I've REMOTELY thought was slightly drinkable is something really dark and thick, not a pale beer.

He's working on some bread and oatmeal raisin cookies right now. In the mood to bake and make, I suppose. I've been hanging out at the computer most of the day, except for the morning that we spent cleaning the apartment because it got totally trashed over the week.

Last night, one of our friends who used to live in the Cities, but moved back home for a semester, moved back in town. His folks were there to help cart all the stuff from South Dakota back to Minneapolis, so we all went out for dinner last night at Old Chicagos. I had the guacamole burger with bacon. Super yummy, but messy.

Odin started doing something weird today - he just wandered into his Bad Kitty Cage, laid down, and hung out for a while. All on his own. And he wasn't even being bad. Then he came and snuggled with me for a bit, then went back in his cage to chill. What a weirdo. We re-opened the hole in the bottom of his toilet trainer today - he's mad because it's broken again. The hole is smaller this time than last time, by about half, because we covered half of it with cardboard. Hopefully this will ease him into the process. Or something. Giving him his medicine is getting a little easier, he doesn't struggle as much, but he still hates it just as much.

Aaron's back is better than last weekend, but only because he has his steroids and muscle relaxers to numb the pain. He still gets sore if he stands too long, or is sitting weird. Hopefully it will go away on its own soon.

Tonight we are going over to some friends' house for dinner - they're making a pot roast, and we're going to bring some cookies that are in the oven right now. Mmm, mmm, good!

Picture time

I haven't posted any photos in a long time, and I had just started getting back into taking pictures recently, so I thought I would put some up. The first batch is from Aaron's first batch of home-made beer. He got a Mr. Beer brewing kit for Christmas from my sister, and it was ready to bottle today - I chronicled the procedure:

Here is the little "keg" that the first batch brewed in. It sat in the closet for a couple of weeks so the yeast could do its thing, and then sat on the counter for another week or so to settle down.


The supplies - cleaning solution, sugar for secondary fermentation in the bottle, caps, and the capper


Gotta make sure those bottles are clean!


Then you have to put the sugar in for fermenting and making the beer fizzy.


Fill'er up!


Cap it


And now you have tons of bottles of warm, flat beer!


They'll hang out in the closet for another couple of weeks, getting all fizzed up, then we can put them in the fridge, and Aaron will have plenty of beer to drink. I want to try making an apple cider next time. Mmmm!

As it's been getting colder and colder outside, I've been wanting to knit some more. For Christmas, I made Mom and Aaron scarves.

The first two are Mom's, just before I mailed them off to Wyoming:



The next is Aaron's scarf - it's wavy!



And next is the scarf I am currently working on for myself. It's a braided cable scarf, and I'm almost halfway done with it. Cabling is a lot of fun, and keeps you interested and paying attention to the pattern, but I make more mistakes while cabling than I do most things for just that reason.




And, just for fun, here's a couple of pictures of Odin, wedging himself under the laptop, as he loves to do.



That's it for now!

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Trip to the vet

So we've had Odin for about a year now. When we got him, he was sick, and we got a free trip to the vet if we took him in within 2 weeks of adopting him. Well, it must be that time of year again, because he's sick again. He started sneezing yesterday, quite a bit. I knew it was time to take him into the vet soon, anyway, so this was probably the best time to do so.

I made an appointment this morning, and we were able to take him in this evening after work. Took him in, and met the vet tech and the veterinarian. They were both very nice ladies, and the vet tech even had a dog named Odin. He got his temperature taken, which he hated, and struggled for so long that we gave up. He had a little bit of a fever, and if we'd been able to get a full reading, it probably would have been higher.

Teeth and gums are healthy, weight is good, but probably has a virus. He got some medication for the virus, to be taken twice a day, orally. We tried it tonight - the first dose got mostly all over me, and the second was successful, after I got him wrapped up in a towel and a firm grip on him. He started coughing, but I think it just went down the wrong tube when he swallowed. He'll get used to it! Just like I say about everything that he hates. *smile*

Aaron and I bought some new games - as we get cabin fever in the winter time - less on television to keep me occupied, and Aaron's getting burned out on World of Warcraft, plus he can't spend a lot of time on the computer because of his back.

Speaking of which, he had his doctor's appointment, got some medications, and we'll see how that goes. Might have to do physical therapy, but hopefully it won't get that far. He seems to be doing much better today, after he took his pills. He doesn't shuffle around like an old man and moan out in pain every 10 minutes. It's a nice change.

That's about it for now. Adios!

Monday, January 05, 2009

New Year

Well, here we are, in January already. In 2009, no less. It seems the longer I'm out of school, the faster the years go by. I seem to measure my life in weeks now, instead of days, which is easier to do with a Monday through Friday work schedule, I guess. Live for the weekend, right?

I hope everyone had a good holiday weekend, for those of you who were lucky enough to have the weekend off, and even if you weren't, I hope you got to celebrate a little. We spent Wednesday night doing very little, watching television, playing some video games, dinking around on the computer. We were invited to a New Year's party in St. Paul by some friends, but declined going because we didn't want to have to worry about either finding a place to stay, or one of us being sober for the designated driver. I was asleep in my own bed by 11:30pm.

Thursday was kind of blah. I think we may have done some shopping? I don't really remember. Must not have been too important, then.

Aaron had to work on Friday, but got off about an hour early. We were invited to a friend's house for dinner, he made spicy curry for all of us, and we sat around and chatted for quite a while. It was a group of people we hadn't hung out with in a long time, so it was nice to see them again, and even meet a new person.

On Saturday, Aaron tweaked one of his lumbar vertebra after sitting on the floor in the living room and brushing Odin. He stood up, stretched, twisted, and has been in pain ever since. He ended up taking Monday off work, and was able to get a doctor's appointment for Tuesday morning. We've been alternating heat and ice, and he's been doing a lot of resting. Hopefully, he'll get some physical therapy and drugs prescribed, because it's hard to listen to him moaning and groaning in pain all the time. For two reasons - One, I hate seeing / hearing him in pain, and there's nothing I can do about it. Two, it's damn annoying listening to him. I know that sounds mean, but I know he's felt the same way about me in the past with my various ailments. Yeah, I feel bad for him, and I know he can't help it, but I don't want to listen to it all the time. Makes me frustrated that I can't do anything for him. Plus, he doesn't let me help him with anything, either.

We also went to get me some more yarn from the yarn shop in downtown Minneapolis, so I could start working on my braided cable scarf. I have some pictures taken, but not loaded onto the computer yet. Then we went to the Midwest Brewing supply store to get Aaron some bottles, caps, a capper, sanitizer, and cleaner. His pale ale is quietly brewing in the front closet, and will be ready to bottle next weekend.

We went to the grocery store on Sunday. Aaron was going to have me go by myself at first, but then decided he should get out of the house and move about to loosen up his back. Unfortunately, it didn't do him any good, and he wound up being much more sore after the store than before.

I think this has encouraged Aaron to get more fit. Something we both need to do. And it's not a New Year's resolution, it's just something that needs to be done. The fitness center at our apartment complex is always very crowded and has a limited selection of equipment, but it's free, and much nicer than the other fitness room before the remodel. It's hard to be motivated to go there after I get home from work, play with the cat, settle down, and flip on the television. If we could afford a gym membership easily, that would be good - just go straight there from work, don't get caught on the comfy couch and get lazy.

But, I bought a fitness ball for doing crunchies, push ups, and other exercises, and most stores are having sales on fitness equipment, to celebrate everyone's "Get Fit" resolution for 2009. We might have to get some weights and other things, and then encourage each other and help each other out. I'm more likely to be motivated if I have someone else to help with the motivating. We'll see how it goes. I wish we lived on the first floor, then I could start playing the Dance Dance Revolution fitness game without bothering someone living below me. Oh well.

Well, that's enough rambling out of me for the night. I guess when you have a long weekend, you have a lot more to blog about.

Until next time!