Wednesday this and that . . .

 

Here's another one of the photos I managed to catch of the butterflies in my garden the other day.  I am not sure what kind this is, but Todd would know. (He is in bed right now.)  The underside of their wings which shows when they are feeding looks completely different than the upper side.  This is perhaps a camouflage and a protection so they are safer while eating. 

 

Here, you can catch just a glimpse of the upper side. They were opening and closing their wings the whole time they were feeding, and moving around in circles as well.  It was quite interesting. 

 

As you can see there were several different kinds feeding. This one was mostly orange in colour, and there were cabbage whites, but I didn't get any photos of them.

 

Breathtakingly beautiful  . . .  all of God's creatures. 

  

On another note, this has not been a good week for Mitzie.  We discovered she had fleas Sunday evening and have been battling them since. We went to the Pet Store and got a load of stuff on Monday morning. (I hardly slept Sunday night with concern.) We came away with flea shampoo, spot on, new bedding, spray for the soft furnishings and carpets, worming medicine, and a flea collar to put on her later in the week.  It cost us £80 in all.  Not cheap and very distressing for all of us.  Hopefully we have the situation under control now!  Although, having said that, I noticed her scratching her face this morning.  That is the one area that you can't spray, wash, etc.  Here's hoping that eventually those ones die as well.  We then had to let Ariana know because she had been to our house with Dexter on Saturday night and rolling around the carpet and playing with her toys and I was worried that he might have picked some up.  Or maybe he was the one who left them.  Who knows!  In any case, they might want to dose him up as well.

 

The pain in my knee has gone back to being excruciating, and far worse than it was back in May/June.  It is literally constant and I can get no relief from it.  Ibuprofen isn't even touching it.  I was taking 2 400mg tabs first thing in the day, but then read the package insert yesterday and realised I should only be taking 1 400mg tab three times a day.  I've also applied heat packs, by that I mean my wheat bag and have done that pretty constantly as well.  Also not touching it.  Today I have added some co-codemol.  I am only 62  and this is getting me down.  This constant debilitating pain. I don't think I can live like this for another 10 or 15 years. Seriously.  The pain is really bad.  When I go to the Docs they tell me that I need to lose weight, but how am I supposed to do that when I can hardly walk.  I have already had the allotted two shots of cortisone per joint per life for that particular knee so no joy there either.  I just keep praying it will go off.  I had a couple of good weeks and then it all kicked off again last week and worse.  I don't know what to do  . . . I can't get a blue badge, I can't get disability.  I am too young for a knee replacement and getting one of those has become really difficult even if you are the right age.  I try to dwell on all that is good in my life and to distract myself with other things, but it is always, always there.  Its even disturbing my sleep.

But lets think positive.

  

Back to school for Luke and Gabriel.  Love their matching outfits.  (wondering how much longer that will last!)  Luke is 8 now (I think) and Gabriel 12.  I think they are both still in elementary school, but Gabe will be going off to high school next year.  They are growing up soooooo fast!  I want it to stop! Please stay little forever. I think they are such handsome boys, but I know I am biased, its my right as the grandma!

No other first day of school pics . . . yet.

I live in hope.

 

I've been working at bringing down all the photos from Photobucket and onto my food blog as quickly as I can.  I am about halfway through 2009, but am starting to think I should be working my way back from now to the beginning instead of from the beginning to now.  Or maybe I need only bring down one photo for each recipe and have it at the top, instead of all of them.  That might work better.  With almost 10 years of recipes, pretty much 365 days of the year, it is a pretty formidable task.   I also respond to every single comment, both on the blogs and on my FB page and my Instagram.  I feel that if people can take the time to comment, I must at least do my best to respond.

It seems like my days are getting shorter and shorter and passing faster and faster.  I used to have time to cook and to play and to write, but my time is evaporating it seems and I can't get even a fraction of what I need to get done, done . . . is it like this for everyone? 

Yay, I'm going to call my mom today.

I love my mom and our talks.

Even if we only just

repeat ourselves.

Its all good. 

And sometimes you just need your mom.

 

Tomorrow I get to see another complete draft of my book.  Here's hoping this is the final one!  I am getting anxious to see it all done and dusted now.  Its taken a long, long time!  Much longer than anticipated! 

And with that I will leave you with a thought for today  . . . 

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˚ ˛ •˛• ˚ ｜ 田田 ｜門 ★
 *.˛.° Opportunity is missed by most people
because it is dressed in overalls, 
and looks like work.
~Thomas Edison  •。★★ 。* 。 

Spiritual Enlightenment

Cooking in The English Kitchen today . . . Leek & Mustard Sauced Pork Chops. Delicious!

Have a great Wednesday.  Hope the suns shines as brilliantly down upon you as the sun is shining here this morning.  Don't forget!

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And I do too!