Sniffles

My life is cup after cup of herbal tea & honey. #illI had some sinus pressure pain last week and this week it was full on sinus infection. I have a lot less of these than I did some years back but they are still draining. Ha! No pun intended.

My week has been a never-ending series of tissues, water, herbal tea, honey, and cayenne. I came across cayenne for sore throats on Earth Clinic. I gargle with a tsp of cayenne in a cup of warm water then follow that up with a spoonful of yogurt to temper the heat and taste.  Sore throat pain gone within 15 minutes.  Yay.  Restless nights have been the norm, punctuated with coughing and stuffiness.  The good news is it’s progressing. It’s moving through stages and hopefully that means it will run its course without having to see a dr. I need that to happen. I’ve been working from home this week while I recuperate and my apt is a pit of tissues, soup cans, and cups that need to be washed.

Before the worst of this hit, I saw Suzanne Vega at the Dakota. It was my third time seeing her live and she never disappoints. Adam Levy of The Honeydogs opened the show. He shared the story behind the song “Aubben”. I love that song.

Suzanne Vega #mpls

Suzanne Vega

Random fun link: Hipster Business Name Generator.

Winter Wonderland

Isn’t this lovely? I was capuring Munzees near Richfield and happened upon Adams Hill Park. With the bare trees and hills and snow it was a quintessential winter scene.

Winter wonderland

This furry guy is less than thrilled with the snow falling today but I’m glad for it. It’s giving me traction to walk on all the ice. One thing nice about living in MN is that snow is People let me tell ya 'bout my best friend. #dogsofinstagram #mpls #snow #wintera constant all winter (even if that winter is 6 months long). It almost always looks fresh because a new coat covers the dirty grey stuff. In Omaha, the snows are infrequent. What you spend a lot of winter looking at is clumps of grey, hardened snow dotting lots and lining curbs.  It’s depressing. Minnesota looks more like Currier and Ives all winter. Plus, there’s more activities going on here because of the snow. I’m hoping to try snowshoeing this winter. Of course, the trade off is the intense cold. We’re presently experiencing temps that are typical – for January. But hey, I love this place.

Tonight I’m going to see the MN Rollergirls! It’s been too many years since I last went. Good times ahead.

Icy & sleepy

Seasonal transitionThose two words sum up my week thus far. A busy weekend is on the horizon so I don’t feel bad about my lazy week nights.

I have started scheduling meetings and appointments in December. DECEMBER. Where the hell does the time go?

 

Weekend wrap

I had a low key weekend and that was just fine. Capped Munzees on Saturday morning then succumbed to a migraine. Eventually that relented with meds. The fella brought over some carryout from Lotus and we watched The Mindy Project. I caught up on season 3 this weekend.

Sunday I had brunch at Modern Cafe in northeast. Ever since I tried their pot roast I’ve been addicted. On Sundays they serve hash made with the pot roast. Amazingly delish.
Hash at Modern Cafe
Then it was time to prep for the winter storm warning. Our first snow of the season was set to begin overnight and end sometime on Tuesday. Indeed, at this writing, it is falling and accumulating. I headed to the store along with many, many others to stock the fridge. I also picked up a few more pairs of Cuddl Duds because MN winters, HELLO. In a few days we’ll have the temps we usually drop to in January. Anyway, I’m stocked up on hot chocolate, egg nog, pizza, milk, and bread. I also filled up the car with gas as I don’t want to be doing that later this week in the snow and cold.

While in northeast Mpls I drove by the new place opening up at Lowry & Marshall. It’s Betty Danger’s Country Club and features a ferris wheel. No word yet on if it will be open year round. I guarantee you there are people who would ride it year round though I don’t believe I’m one of them. Here’s a City Pages story on the latest news with that place. This is the former location of Psycho Suzi’s who moved down the street to a larger location some years back.
Soon

Best of plans mislaid

Skyline

That’s my town, yo.

My week got off to a productive start then little things threw that off. A minor illness, technical calamities at work, and early onset senior moments. Or maybe just the realities of middle age. Yeah, probably that.

So another weekend is nigh. There will be some Munzee adventures, perhaps a movie, and household stuffs. Maybe, just maybe, visiting some nature haunts.

Later this month I’m going to see Suzanne Vega at the Dakota also going over to St Paul to see the MN Rollergirls. It’s been years since I’ve seen them. So… what else… eh. I got nothin.

A better week

Last week I was seriously dragging.  Every night after work I had no energy.  The changing of the seasons, the gradual decrease of daylight hours, it was running me down.  I’ve blogged before about the challenges of getting older and doing what needs to be done.  I was determined not to repeat letting inertia kick my rear this week but how to do that beyond just saying it…

I resolved that I would not lay down after work until I was ready to go to sleep. It was ok if I sat down because even sitting was a step above lolling in bed watching Netflix on the iPad. I just couldn’t lay down. BRILLIANT IDEA. Last night I managed to get a lot of little things done and after those, it was temperate enough to get out with the pupper and capture a few Munzeesby Lake Calhoun. Really weird being there in the dark though. No lights on the trail and all of the sudden you’d hear someone behind you or approaching from the opposite direction.  May have to plan those outings before work this winter.  Tonight I expect another productive evening of cleaning, maybe more Munzee stuff, and exercising.  Here’s to a much better week.

Alright #mpls let's do this! #vote

Number 155 at my polling place an hour after opening

I don’t know if I’ll be awake when election results come in.  I expect a few state races won’t go the way I’d like and that’s ok. Life will still go on.  I’ve been fortunate for the last 7 years to have nearly every election I’ve voted in go my way.  Not that I’ve been pleased with all decisions those politicians have made but then no one ever gets that lucky. In the end whoever is elected represents us all and it’s up to us to communicate with them.

Halloween

Fading autumn

Since returning from vacation, I’ve been rather lethargic after work. It gets dark so early and I feel little to no energy. Most nights this week I laid on my bed and watched shows on my iPad before going to sleep as early as 7:30pm. There’s always an adjustment around the time DST ends but this year is hitting me harder. Maybe I’m still recovering from the whirlwind vacation, too. Hope I can push myself beyond this in November. Maybe I’ll get a sun lamp.

It’s Halloween. I’m not dressing up. The sad thing is the last time I did dress up (4 or 5 years ago) I didn’t even do anything besides run errands. Lame. I am planning on going to an art gallery tonight but that may be a solo venture depending on how my manpanion is feeling.

Mother Nature supplied a 15 degree wind chill this a.m. to remind us that our 6 months of Minnesota winter are now underway. Sure enough, there’s the possibility of snow next week. I’m surprised we haven’t had any yet. Last year it got colder early and I was freezing at my uncle’s in Wisconsin. I’m sticking around here this year for turkey day. I’m grateful that heat is included with my rent and my apt is usually so warm I have to have windows open slightly. I’ve got radiant heat and if the valves aren’t open all the way, they bang and clang from time to time, usually when I’m trying to sleep.

In other abode news, every once in a while, something gets off kilter with a sewer cover on the street in front of my bldg. When most (but not all) cars drive over it, there’s a loud CLUNK-clunk. I’ve stood out there and looked at it. It appears to be flush with its outer ring. I can’t see what’s causing the noise. In the past, this usually stopped after a day or 2. It’s been going on for over a week. Since whatever is causing it is not evident when you look at it, I figure there’s no point in calling the city. Maybe it’ll stop after we get our first plowable snow and a plow will knock whatever’s askew back in place.  Anyway, just random “huh” thought. And why is “plowable” being flagged by my spelling dictionary? Hmph. I’m adding it. Along with manpanion.

I’ve got some thoughts to blog about the new podcast Serial but I’ll save that for its own post. Happy Halloween! I hope you get all treats, no tricks.

Going home

I visited my parents during vacation this month.  They are transitioning to retirement. We commiserated on the weirdness of getting older.  We compared daily supplements as Mom printed out info on cheap hearing aid batteries someone at her church asked about. She said the things they talk with others about, that used to be the stuff “old people” talked about.

As I sat at a stoplight, I realized I was staring at the BK I worked at 27 years ago. 27 YEARS AGO.I was part of the crew that opened it. I remember when that spot was a field, when the major street it borders was just 2 lanes. It still seems like a “new” place to me, unlike the McD’s across the street that’s “always been there” – at least as far back as I can remember.
Former habitat

I went to through a coffee drive thru and the barista was a friend’s daughter. I remember when she was 3 and couldn’t pronounce my name. She’s now out of high school. And it’s strange to me that the little sister of my best friend from jr high now has 3 kids.

And I still feel like a young’un around my parents.

Excelsior

“Wisdom is the reward for surviving our own stupidity.” – Brian Rathbone

It’s my birthday. I nixed taking Starbucks up on a free drink because I’m limiting caffeine intake – a challenging but pragmatic effort.

A friend theorized that time goes by so slowly when we’re young because a single day is a larger fraction of our life than when we are older. I think there’s merit to this idea. Plus, we have so much more to get done in a day the older we are.

Our days are not full of wonder the way they were when everything was a new experience. A friend posted a picture of a bunch of young kids looking intently through a chain link fence with a caption about a garbage truck having their rapt attention. I smiled when as I read it. I knew just what she meant.

How many days we waste as we age. I don’t just mean wasted doing nothing but wasted on the wrong things, with the wrong people. We are ever changing (hopefully). It is ok to change our circumstances to reflect what we value now. Hell, it’s commendable. There is no honor in enduring that which is no longer meaningful. It took me a long time to learn that lesson.

My next birthday will mark a decade since my “great awakening”. I intend to make this next year a grande finale to that decade. Is there a theme for this year? You betcha…

Hindsight is 20/20 of course

The older I get the more time I have to devote tending to my health –  both in fixing problems and proactively trying to prevent new ones. I’ve had 2 ER visits this year and blew through my flex spending acct funds by mid summer.  My dog, also not getting any younger, had 3 vet visits this year.

It was easy to take seemingly decent health for granted when I was younger. Not so anymore. About the only advice I heeded in my youth was to wear sunscreen. I’m glad I did, for I look younger than many of my peers. However, I wish I’d set up better eating and exercise habits decades ago. It’s not easy to undo less than skillful habits the older I get. However, with a birthday coming up and odds high that I’m in the second half of my life, it’s time. I know all the things that don’t work for those I am well versed it.  Time to do something different.
As for what has me pondering this at the moment, it’s all the supplements sitting next to my laptop.