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We had a fire drill today at work. I knew it was coming. They sent us emails telling us exactly what time it would start, where to go, what to do.  No big deal, right?

Today we were also asked to wear red, white, and blue in honour of those who lost their lives and loved ones on 9/11/01, and we all stood for a minute of silence at 9:11 this morning.  I was very moved, and felt for that minute that I was a part of something much greater, and it was a good feeling.

And then I sat down and went back to work, trying to get as much done as I could before the fire drill.  My heart started pounding a little faster, and I obsessively kept checking to make sure I had my handbag and everything I needed inside it. The ubiquitous they said we shouldn’t stop to grab our things. Well, having recently been through a fire where I didn’t grab my handbag made me determined that it, at least, was going out the door with me.

The alarm still managed to startle me when it went off, but I got my handbag, went out the door, and walked to the far end of the parking lot, where I plopped my backside on the grass and realized I was in the middle of a full-fledged anxiety attack.  It was about 2 hours, long after I was back at my desk and working, before my heart rate finally slowed to normal.

It’s been a really rough day. 

The vet said that Scout’s levels have improved somewhat, but not enough for him to be able to come home yet. So they’re continuing to flood him with fluids in the hopes that the kidney failure was because he got into something toxic, and that he can recover as much as possible. But if it is chronic kidney failure, his kidneys are (as of about 8:30 this morning) working at only 30%, which is not good.  We’re continuing to pray, of course. The thought of losing him is just not to be tolerated right now.

And as I sat to write this post, my heart rate sped up again, and I’m feeling not my best. I’m glad it’s Friday. I need a good weekend, and I need my little Scout boy to heal.

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Joe asked me today how much a person can handle before they just collapse under the weight of everything. My response? I don’t want to know.  I’ll add, though, that were it not for my lovely psych meds, I’d probably have collapsed already.

The last two nights, Scout’s been doing a lot of vomiting during the night. Otherwise he’s seemed fine–low appetite, but we chalked it up to stress. I mean, first we lose Molly, then we adopt Emmylou, then we have the house fire, he spends a night at my Dad’s, a night at the kennel, then the hotel, and now the apartment. That’d stress out any dog!

So I made a vet appointment for him this morning, and Joe took him in. The vet said the blood work indicates that his kidneys are failing. They’re keeping him there and pumping fluids in via IV, and we’re in wait and see mode.

In the meantime, here’s an open letter to the universe:

Dear Universe,

I have had enough. Please quit sending bad things our way.  It’s time for some happy.

Yours very truly,


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Shepherds Pie a la Tejana

I was planning to make shepherd’s pie for dinner tonight.  But when I got home from work and grocery shopping, I wanted something with a little kick to it. I also wanted black beans.  So I decided to tex-mex it up a little bit.


  • 1 pound lean ground beef (or tvp or veggie crumbles)
  • 1 can black beans, drained and rinsed (if you want to make this all vegetarian, try using several cans of different varieties–kidney beans, pinto beans & black beans, for instance)
  • 1  medium sized yellow onion, chopped
  • 3 or 4 (or however many you want) cloves of garlic, peeled and chopped
  • 1 can Ro-Tel tomatoes
  • about half a bottle of Heinz chili sauce
  • salt, pepper, Braggs sprinkles
  • 1/2 bag frozen green beans, unthawed
  • 1 bag Mexican style corn, unthawed
  • 5 or 6 potatoes, scrubbed and chopped
  • a little milk and a lot of butter
  • seasoned salt
  • about 1/3 cup shredded cheese

1. Brown the beef with the chopped onion, garlic, and black beans. Drain off the excess fat.  Season to taste with salt, pepper & Braggs sprinkles. Stir in the tomatoes and chili sauce, and mix well.  Spread in the bottom of a 13×9 baking dish.

2. Layer first the green beans and then the corn on top of the meat-bean mixture.

3. While the meat is cooking, get the potatoes boiling for mashed potatoes. Watch closely–you don’t want them to get water-logged–until they’re fork tender. Drain and then return to the pan, and put the pan back on the still-hot burner. You want the excess water to sizzle away.  When they’re dry, add some butter and start mashing.  When they’re pretty well mashed but still kind of lumpy, add some milk and start mashing again.  You want them to be thick and creamy.  Add some more butter if you like. Then season with the seasoned salt.  Important! don’t try using regular salt. You need the seasoned salt. Thank me later.  When they’re all creamy and delicious, pile all but a spoonful on top of the casserole, and spread to the edge.  Bake at 350 degrees F for 25 minutes, sprinkle the cheese on top of the potatoes, and bake another 5 minutes until the cheese is melted.

4. While the casserole is baking and just before you wash up, eat that spoonful of creamy delicious mashed potatoes, and smack your lips.

NOTE: My husband says he would be just as happy if I left out the green beans altogether, and he says the corn is the best part of it. So maybe you could do another can of beans to make up the volume from the green beans, and then do a bag and a half of corn.  He also says I didn’t make enough mashed potatoes (for the record, I did 5), so  you may want to have 6 or 7, depending on how much you love creamy delicious mashed potatoes.  And he also wants more beef, so maybe a pound and a half or two pounds?

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Yes, I’m posting for the second time today. But something cool happened.  I went to Sarah-bear’s desk to meet her for lunch, and someone did a double-take when he saw me in my dress, and then he checked out my legs.

Okay, he’s kinda douchey, and not the sort of attention I want to attract, but still–someone checked out my legs! Yay!

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This: I got the dang root canal started yesterday.  Dr. W. got me good and numbed, so I only felt a very little pain just a couple of times.  And it took hours for the numb to wear off, although the pain in the tooth started while the rest of my face was still so numb that I was drooling.  Last night was unpleasant, to say the least. I made scrambled eggs and toast for dinner (my smaller tummy ate a little egg and half a piece of toast), and I will confess to splurging on a slice of carrot cake, although I won’t be doing that again. I have to go back in a week or so so that they can make sure all of the infection is completely gone, and then he’ll finish it.  I bought the pilot episode for the Stargate series, so I put that on last night to try to take my mind off the misery.  Joe looked at me, and wanted to know if I was eating too much.  I said no, and asked why he thought that.  Apparently in my lack of comfort, I was kicking back and letting it all hang out.  And when I’m letting it all hang out, I resemble Buddha. So I guess I had that going on last night in addition to the pain in my mouth.

That: I was dreaming last night that in the course of 5 or 10 minutes, I ate all of the icing, the filling, and the top layer of a layer cake. Is it because I felt guilty over the slice of carrot cake I had last night? Because trust me when I tell you there is no way I could eat more than a smallish piece of cake, much less an entire layer and a gallon of frosting. And speaking of frosting, in the dream I commented to myself that I’d have been better off buying a can of frosting and eating it. Not only that, but in the dream I remember looking at all of the cakes, and almost picking up a small cake, but then bought the full size layer cake. Cuh-razy, no?

The Other: I’m wearing a dress today. I never wear dresses to work, and for good reason–our dress code is business casual, with emphasis on the casual. But I think my jeggings are in the wash, and the jeans I wore yesterday are so baggy they are having trouble staying up, and I got a really cute new dress so I figured what the hey.  Well, I always used to wear dresses that hit mid-shin, and this one is about knee-length. It’s a faux wrap dress, with shirring across the front, that makes me look as if I have a figure. I like that. And with Catherine making it acceptable once more to wear nylons, my legs look better than if I were going bare-legged. Which I wouldn’t, because my legs are white, white, white. I mean glow-in-the-dark white. White. Ghostly white. Pale, in fact, beyond the pale. Got it? Okay.  I’m also wearing a pair of heels I bought at Payless because all of my lovely gorgeous sexy heels are at the house and I haven’t been permitted yet to remove them, and don’t know if I will. So I’m feeling rather self conscious today. Every time I get up to go to the restroom or the break room for ice, I am vividly aware of my high heels and bare (except for nylons) legs. Honestly–I couldn’t tell you the last time I wore a dress this short. Maybe I was 12 or 13? It’s been a while. So I’ve got legs. And they’re rather shapely, despite being far larger than I want them to be. 

So there you have it. This, that, and the other (which is what my mom always said when we were out running errands when I was a kid, unless she said we were going hither, thither, and yon.  My mom is a wee titch poetic.)

You may now return to your regularly scheduled day. I hope it’s a good one.

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