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Apr. 13th, 2020

Bleh.

Insomnia is in full force lately. Resulting in me tossing a turning, or waking up when Mark snores, then kicking him out of the bed to the couch, only to continue to toss and turn.

Tried sleeping in the Mordor room (guest room/downstairs office), in the daybed last night. Caena wanted to sleep with me rather than in the bedroom where she can stretch out.

She's not a good bedfellow in a twin sized bed.

The door, if you don't latch it fully, shifts open rather suddenly, just about an inch, which makes the hanging that's on it, rattle.

And we had a massive rain storm system come through last night through this morning. Nonstop rain, both downpours and steady. The result was the sump pump, which is located directly below the daybed, literally kicked on every 30 seconds, for precisely 54 seconds.

Yes, I counted the seconds. The wall clock ticks them off very loudly.

The modem lights flash in an indiscernible pattern though.

Yeah.



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Mar. 27th, 2020

Ow and Yum!

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Took Caena and Leo for a really long walk yesterday, 1.27 miles. Leo was literally leaning against me as we walked up the driveway to the house. I think I broke them.

We had martial arts class online using the Zoom app last night. So stiff today. Hard wood floors are not conducive to proper workouts. We are biting the bullet and making a quick trip to get mats for next time, after we go and mow my brother's front yard for him, on Sat.

So, yesterday I said I would post the recipe of the Slow Cooker Citrus Salmon with Melted Leeks if it turned out good.

It turned out amazing. Here's the recipe-

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Slow Cooker Citrus Salmon with Melted Leeks

active: 10 mins
total: 3 hrs 40 mins
Servings: 4


Ingredients

Cooking spray
3 cups sliced leeks (from 2 leeks) {I used 3}
1 tablespoon finely chopped fresh thyme {dried works too}
1 teaspoon chopped fresh sage {Oregano works as well as dried}
1 teaspoon kosher salt
½ teaspoon black pepper
¼ cup dry white wine
2 tablespoons unsalted butter, cut into 8 pieces
4 (6 ounce) skinless salmon fillets
1 lemon, thinly sliced
1 tablespoon olive oil


Directions

Step 1

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Coat a 5- to 6-quart slow cooker with cooking spray. Place the leeks in a bowl; toss with the thyme, sage or oregano, and 1/2 teaspoon of the salt and 1/4 teaspoon of the pepper, and spread in an even layer in the bottom of the slow cooker. Pour the wine over the leeks and dot with the butter. Cover and cook on LOW until the leeks are tender, about 2 hours and 30 minutes.

Step 2

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Place the salmon on top of the leeks in the slow cooker. Sprinkle the salmon with the remaining salt and; top with the lemon slices, and drizzle with the oil. Cover and cook on LOW until a thermometer inserted in thickest portion of the salmon registers 140 degrees F, about 1 hour to 1hour 15 minutes. Transfer the salmon to a platter, and serve with the leeks.



Nutrition Facts
Serving Size: 1 fillet, 1/2 cup leeks

Per Serving:
369 calories; 20 g total fat; 6 g saturated fat; 569 mg sodium. 10 g carbohydrates; 1 g fiber; 3 g sugar; 35 g protein

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I served it with oven roasted asparagus seasoned with lemon juice and slices, salt pepper and olive oil. If you get a chance, and like salmon, make this. You won't regret it.


Virginia numbers-

7337 tested
604 positive
83 hospitalized
14 dead

3 in my County (no change)




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Mar. 16th, 2020

Various and Sundry

Caena is doing well.

Came home Sat morning. They didn't have to put a drain in and it looks like they got all of the cyst out. She looks so much better now. Lots of stitches, and she'll have a gnarly scar, but she's ok.}:)

Her appetite is definitely back up. She raced to the kitchen last night and danced while we were prepping their dinners. And today, she refused to eat the Clavomox in her food , then proceeded to fight me when I tried to force it into her mouth. It took 4 tries to get her to swallow it. That's my girl!

Took the dogs on a long (1.19 miles) walk through the woods yesterday. Found what we think are rabbit warrens. Discovered that there's another abandoned barn structure at the end of the private airstrip behind the house. We'll have to go down there sometime when the weather is better, to get some photos. Otherwise, it was quiet and peaceful.

Our local Food Lion was thoroughly picked over yesterday. It doesn't help that the other small, local grocery store shut down 2 weeks ago (and won't reopen until sometime in April, under new ownership), creating a food desert in that part of town as well as our Food Lion being half the size of a regular one. And we have no ethnic food stores here either.

We did our grocery shopping last Weds, and luckily, thought to stock up on some dry goods and canned goods. This Weds, we'll go get our usual weekly perishables. Hopefully.

It started with a rumor that our all toilet paper comes from China(it doesn't) and escalated from there. People are trying to price gouge and well, it's illegal to do in at least 38 states, so they're now finding themselves in trouble with the law.

The panic shopping here is odd. It's not even in our half of the state, it's all on the coast. But, well, human nature. Yesterday when I went to see if I could get some coleslaw, half the egg supply was gone, almost all the milk. There were 3 lone paper towel rolls, at the back of the top shelf where no one could reach them. The canned goods were distinctly reduced- not cleared completely, but definitely well shopped. The fresh meats had no chicken left. It's the cheapest, so not surprised. Glad we got a couple packages of thighs last week.

But the *freezer section*. That was practically empty of frozen pizzas and dinners. Seriously.

Mark just texted that they were being given the option to telecommute now until the 27th, if they so chose. Our internet being what it is, he's going in unless they physically close the building. He asked if I was ok with that, I said it's not in our area, once it reaches here, we'll reassess.

Martial arts classes have been cut back, so they have time to wipe the dojo floor mats and such down between classes. It only makes sense. We also have to bring our own water now. The water dispenser will be removed for the duration. Not sure what this will mean for the black belt test. I imagine if/when it gets worse, it'll be postponed.

I'm actually ok with that.

Talked to my parents on Friday. They're of the generation that grew up with shortages and probably are best suited for knowing how to prepare for a crisis like this. I'm glad they passed that on to us and we know to keep at least a month, if not 2 months, worth of dry goods and canned goods on hand. Though, I'm pretty sure we had 6 months worth growing up. Heh.

Knowing how to grow your own food, and how to preserve it, will definitely come in handy this spring and summer.

Meanwhile, keep your heads down, wash your hands and stay well out there.


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Oct. 23rd, 2019

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Aug. 14th, 2019

Pertinent things...

Until I have more time available to me...

My brother finally moved out, after a year of living with us. After telling him, repeatedly, to save money for deposits that he may or may not have, he still ended up 500.00 short for electric and water deposits. And now has a loan out with our mother.

Like clockwork, 2 weeks after he moved out, he made himself sick. *Every month*, he'd get sick for a week. He'd claim it was his stomach, we think it was deliberate. *Every. Month.*

We lost Miss Sassy, suddenly, in December 2018. She's buried out back, as will all our pets from now on. Morrigan, Caena and Leo are doing well.

My mother in law is in the final stages of Alzheimer's. WE expect by the end of the year, she'll be gone. Of course, she could fool all of us and hang on for another few years.

My dad had a new pacemaker put in, it deals with *both* D-fib and A-fib, since, he's contrary and has both. He's doing much better now.

My second oldest niece is expecting her first, a boy, this Christmas.
My oldest niece apparently is going by 'Owen' now. I have no idea if that means they are deciding to transition or what, as we do not actually communicate.

My youngest niece graduated high school, will be attending community college for a few years, then transferring to a university.

We are now black/green belts in martial arts, and green belts in C.O.B.R.A. self defense fighting systems. We test for black/blue belt in martial arts next month. After that, it's black/red, then full black belt, 1st degree.

Garden did exceedingly well this year. Lots of beans, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, some zucchini, some potatoes. Pulling the sweet potatoes this weekend, hoping for lots of those too.

Still weaving, took the summer off, have a show the end of next month, then one a month for the next three. Have a whole list of things to create between now and then, so back to work I go.


Apparently my Galaxy Fit thinks I'm cycling... Fool thing.



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May. 18th, 2017

Adventures in home ownership.

Dear Leo-

When I flip back the rug to reveal the cellar door, since I need to go down into i and check a breaker, I realise it's a new, unexplored patch of floor, but really buddy, I don't need you standing on said door.

There's a reason you were babygated with Caena into the kitchen. And that's because the cellar really is no place you need to investigate.

Sorry, buddy, but its not happening.

*sigh*

Note to self- don't run the hose to water the garden *and* the washer at the same time. The well pump doesn't like it and will quit, requiring an apparent breaker reset to get it to start up again.


I'm thinking we really need a higher horsepower pump, honestly. Water pressure isn't the best, and we have no idea how old it is- note to self, look into the paperwork on that, so we know.

Yeah, that was fun.


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May. 15th, 2017

Dammit.

Last night, we heard a gunshot. Fairly close to the property. Given that the nearest neighbor we can see, has told us before that they do pistol training/target practice in their backyard, we didn't think too much of it, other than being really close. (And yes, we looked around and didn't see anything.)

Just now, on my way to the mailbox and back again, I had to fight* with both dogs to get them to keep walking past a certain area along the edge of the driveway, where the hayfield meets it.

They shot the damn fox last night and it died there. They mowed the hayfield around him, so I couldn't see it until the dogs beelined for it. (Which makes sense or the resulting mess could mess up the cutter *and* the hay.)

I get trying to keep wildlife from your chickens, what have you. But dammit, you *knew* we walk our dogs along the driveway. Why couldn't you have killed the fox at the pine tree line or something instead.

Now, we get to bury said fox tonight and hope it rains soon to wash away the scent, otherwise, *everytime* we walk the dogs through there until it does, it's going to be a battle with them.

* I literally had to take both by the collars and march them well passed the area, on the opposite side of the driveway.

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