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So now TYG is cooking more, we have a new challenge: space in the fridge. Right now we have two leftover containers form last week, TYG's pesto salad (gone this morning though), hummus, chickpea curry and tortellini salad.
I could space out my own cooking (hers is mostly on weekends), but weekends are when it's easiest to get things baked/cooked/fried/whatever. I'm now researching better fridge organizaiton but mostly that stuff focuses on keeping food where it stays freshest, not how to squeeze it all in.
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And man is Plush needy now. Constantly wants to be close. We do our best to accommodate him. It's very cute, but his positioning in the bed (stretched between both of us) is a little awkward to sleep around.
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So for various reasons, we're having to keep the pups separated for a few days. Which is mostly fine, but it's turned into me walking Trixie, and lord, my legs are feeling it. I think I've probably walked about eight miles this past week, maybe a little more, and for me that's a lot. Plus it's at a much faster pace than I normally go because Trixie likes to run.
I know it's good for me but I'd have liked to ramp up a little slower.
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She loves my kale salad with pomegranate seeds and thinks she'd like to eat it more regularly than I want to make it (it's a lot of work, and I'm not as much a salad fan as she is). So today I taught her to make it. We just missed the end of pomegranate season, but fortunately frozen seeds are a thing. Of course without that she has no idea how much work I really put in, but that's okay. She was pleased with the result, though she found fresh pom seeds much preferable.
This took a while, but it was worth it. And afterwards I made blueberry cobbler, mostly for me (TYG is not a blueberry fan). That took a while more, but even more worth it.
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So we decided to hit the North Carolina Museum of Art today, as we haven't been in a while.
Got there about 1 pm.
Parking lot packed. As in literally no spaces. We drove around for several minutes, always losing (it wasn't even close) to someone else when a space opened up. It was finally either park in the employee parking lot or give up, so we gave up.
I've never seen it that packed before--I've no idea what was going on.
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Helped my friend Samantha move today. Really amazing how little stuff she has to move, given she's almost 30. I had soooo much stuff at that age, though of course, most of it was books and comics (she has those, but not in the same quantity).
I don't know if it's a generational thing or just a two-random-people thing, but as it made moving her easier I'm not complaining.
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Cook complicated meal the next day.
•Have two big repair jobs that Monday.
But that's how it worked out anyway. TYG wanted the meal (kale salad with pomegranates—time consuming to shred the kale and squeeze the pom) and the repair jobs were needed.
Oh, Plush Dog is doing much better. He should be off cage rest by week's end.
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Because even though she will often take Plushie in for some dubious reason (is he blinking too fast? Is he licking himself differently?) she was spot on this time. Otherwise he'd have ended up in more pain and a harsher course of restrictions.
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Let's see ... Trixie to the vet because of possibly bloody stool (she's fine).
Plushie to the vet for heavy puking right after meals (probably bolting his food, no big).
Lily, Trixie's bestie down the street, came over for a couple of days this week while her folks were in Charlotte NC. Tough to manage three of 'em.
And now Plushie came down with his neck problem again. Not as bad as last time so it's only pen rest rather than crate rest. I'm sitting in here with him as I type. Good thing it's only two weeks.
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So we discovered that we'd neglected this year's inspection so we couldn't get car tags. So today I drove it down to the dealer and got the test completed. Pain in the butt but I credit them for doing it swiftly and cheaply.
And presumably due to poor sleep this week (either TYG rolled over and bumped me or the dogs made noise or I just had a bad night) I felt too exhausted after making an apple crisp to make a real dinner as well. But there's always tomorrow (it's the kind of complicated one I think will be best taken care of on the weekend).
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