Birthday Flowers

I got real birthday flowers!

On this day when I turn extraordinarily old, I thought I would post pictures of youth and beauty. Vim and vigor. Spring and rebirth. It is spring after all.
 

Holy hot pink!

Spring

Nice composition (if I do say so myself)! 

Contrast (it was cooler in real life).

The lilacs came out just for my birthday!

And of course, what blog would be complete without a couple of the bloopers.......
 

Daisy, seems a little freaked out by the birthday flowers!

But, maybe she's just freaked out by how old I am.

Facebook saved my ankle.

Before

A day or two after I sprained my ankle, as it was huge and turning a lovely color of purple, I posted this picture of it on my facebook page. I know some of you probably hate facebook and one of the reasons you hate it is that idiots like me post pictures of gnarly looking wounds. However, the picture saved my life.  (Or at least my ankle.) Soon after the post, a friend who is a physical therapist said "get some kinesiotape on that thing!" I had never even heard of kinesiotape. It turns out it's this stretchy tape that you put on wounds (not open wounds, internal wounds) and it miraculously makes them better! Yes, miracle tape.

After I got her note, I rushed around downtown looking for tape. I could only find this crazy Phiten place. They make their own tape. They were very nice and stuck a sample of their tape on my ankle so I could try it out. I left that tape on about 24 hours while I went out and got some KT tape. What happened in that 24 hours?  The swelling went way down and the color started to dissipate in the areas under the tape. The next day I watched a nice youtube video describing how to wrap KT tape around my messed up ankle and I've been wearing it ever since.

It's amazing. Within days both the swelling and the color disappeared from my ankle. Plus, it provides support as it's healing. And, according to my pt lifesaver friend, the reduction in inflammation stops a severe histochemical impact on the healthy tissues of the ankle.

Who knew!   

After, notice the glow!

Cankle free zone! Just beautiful skinny ankles and a little tape residue.

(I got no money from the KT Tape or the Phiten people to write this blog. But if they want to hook me up, I can be bribed!)

Drinking on the job.

Kombucha is a fermented tea that is supposed to be loaded with enzymes, probiotics and other health producing stuff. Plus, it's over priced and tasty!  A year or so ago, the government decided that kombucha's fermenting process produced too much alcohol and many brands of kombucha, including my favorite, were pulled from the shelves. A few months later, new, alcohol free versions of themselves returned. I tried them a few times, but it wasn't nearly as fun as the old kombucha.

Imagine my excitement when I saw a new 21 and older version of my favorite tea! I bought a bottle today and drank it in a meeting at work with all my bosses. Scandalous!

Hello? Spring?

I don't really have an exciting picture for today, but I'll use what I've got.

Somehow today the weather switched from spring to winter. This weekend and yesterday it was sunny and in the 60s. Today started out just fine, but by mid day it was 46 and raining? How did this happen? Of course this left me quite grouchy and completely under dressed!

Spring come back, you were here, you know you were!!

I SAW YOU!!!!!

SEE!

The Rumble Roller

Regular foam rollers, the kind one might use to roll out kinks in ones back, legs etc, are for sissies. My new rumble roller is the real deal. And, whoa, ouch.

Rumble roller and feet.

Rumble roller, feet and dog ball.

Rumble roller, feet, dog ball, and dog.

I can absolutely promise one does not smile like this on the rumble roller, particularly when working on the IT band!

  

More weekend highlights.

I love picture month. It's so much easier than writing a real blog.  Though, just in case my loyal readers are beginning to peal off in the absence of my witty prose, I am gearing up for a real blog and i think it will be a good one. Those of you who were around in the mid 90s will particularly enjoy it. So get ready.

In the meantime, some more highlights from my, clearly,  not very exciting weekend.

I got my hair done this weekend!

Here's what it's like when I'm getting my hair done at my hipster hair salon.

Here's what happens when I try to take a picture of my fancy new hair. 

Not great, but maybe you get the idea. It's short and dark and I kind of like it!

One more highlight. This dog was sitting in a store window watching the farmer's market go by, extra cute.  

And that's my exciting weekend. I'm off to work in the yard, an event I will not memorialize in photos for you.  Get excited for what Monday will bring, as picture month continues!

A walk in the park

We're going for a walk AND it's sunny AND I don't have a leash on!

Picture month continues as Roberta and Otto go for a walk in the park.  Why would I let a sprained ankle or a majorly tweaked hamstring slow me down when the sun is shining. (Plus, a picture month with no pictures of Otto would be very sad indeed.) Enjoy, we sure did!

We saw pretty green things.

We found dead rodents!

We drank.

We practiced balancing. 

Ack!!

We saw Barbie's bike and no Barbie!

We broke the law!

It gets no better than this! Rain?  Who? What?

The Sprained Ankle

Why yes, it is extremely painful to sit with your foot in a bucket of ice water. 

Yesterday I was out for a walk. Yes, I was in the woods and I was walking down some stairs, but I was looking at my feet, fully focused on what I was doing. The next thing I know my ankle twisted and I heard/felt some nasty crunching followed by sharp pain. Sprained ankles suck. And are SO STUPID!

This was the first attempt of a picture. Daisy needed to be fed first.

Cankle!

Cankle with color.

Beacon Hill Excitement

 In most of the 6.5 years I have lived on Beacon Hill, there hasn't been much reason to get excited about the local business establishments.  When the coffee shop opened up a couple years ago, I think it was all anyone on the hill talked about for MONTHS (this is not an exaggeration).

Since this is picture month, a few examples of our livelier venues.

No good having the designs if you haven't got the skill.

This will come in handy with my immanent move to an extraordinarily old age.

Picture this multiplied a couple times along the main drag. Go gas station and car repair joints! 

However, things are looking up!  A fancy new bar!

Come on up and have a drink!

My New Boyfriend

I want to date this guy because his orange shoes are at least as obnoxious as mine. What a fine pair we'll make!  Particularly when I buy the matching turquoise and neon green shirt. True Love!

A picture is worth 1000 words.

Well, since I seem to be incapable of a written blog, I thought we would go with a new approach and try pictures for a bit. For the next couple weeks I am going to try to post regular and, hopefully, entertaining pictures. Think of me as the Pinterest of bloggers. (And I will do my very best to not make this a mere extravaganza of Otto/Daisy cuteness.) So, without further ado, my first picture:

 
This business opened along my commute to work recently. At first I thought this was merely an advertisement, but it seems this actually depicts the name of the business. It seems to me they are trying to capitalize on all that is trendy at the moment. The name is a take off on the book, now movie, eat pray love. And both spinning and heated yoga are all the rage. The three seem to me a rather strange combination. Next thing you know they will be throwing Crossfit into the mix.

Bloggers Block

I can't blog. I can't think of anything to say. I spent yesterday creating a blog, then decided I'd already blogged that topic to death. I just spent the last half an hour trying to make another topic even remotely entertaining. But I just can't get the right spin.

What if it's over?  What if I've blogged everything I have to blog. What if I have posted enough cute Otto and Daisy pictures to last a lifetime. What if I don't have any more crazy happy home maker stories to tell you? What if this year's gardening adventure is just a repeat of the year before? What if I can no longer make my shopping experiences entertaining metaphors for life (or at least entertaining)? What if, in addition to turning insanely old in a couple weeks, my career as a celebrity blogger is finished?  What if my brain turns to soggy mush, without the creative outlet of writing a blog - leaving me a drooling mass of tv watching mush? What if the memory on my ipad becomes completely filled with Otto and Daisy pictures that are never seen by the world? What if Otto and Daisy stop being cute, knowing no one is looking or caring? What if, much like that tree falling in the forest, my life become completely void of meaning when there is no one there to hear me fall?

At the risk of using the lord's name in vain on this holy day, OHMYGOD, is this what life has come to?

Okay, deep breath. And a few pictures of hope to take us out, as we await a brighter vision of our future.

This was Otto this morning, resting up for a big day of sunbathing! (Yes, he got bitten. It was sad and dramatic (mostly the cone was dramatic) but he is healing)! (Note the fancy use of paranthesis.)

Ahhhhhhh.

Double AHhhhh ahhhhhh.

Me, Otto, and Daisy on a happier day.

And finally, I will leave you with a vision of the future and hope.

       

OMG

It's been so long!. Sorry my dear readers. I am sure you have been daily checking my blog, leaving feeling sad,depressed and hopeless, as once again there is no new blog. Sigh. I feel your pain.

Well, I have no time now, but I will leave you to enjoy a few pictures taken with the new Ipad. I have been taken endless Otto and Daisy pictures because the IPad takes extra cool pictures and they are my only at home subjects.  Because really, the Ipad is so cumbersome, who wants to walk around with it taking pictures. Anyhoo, maybe this can tide you over until this weekend when I promise a new fascinating blog and maybe more Otto/Daisy pictures!

CUTE CUTE CUTE

CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY

I am pretty sure he is trying to tell me something here.