Dani Rose

My sinuses hurt like crazy still so I'm still spending a lot of my time sleeping off benedryl because it's hay fever season and all the allergens from up North are flying through the air to Florida. Of course I'm also allergic to dust and pet dander and all sorts of fun stuff.

So I've spent most of my time sleeping, reading fanfic, and listening to music and forcing myself to move so I don't get a blood clot. Despite this it's managed to be an exciting week.

I discovered a new recipe that Ian and I loved, that was very healthy and involved spaghetti squash. I always love when a new healthy recipe is a hit. Ian loved it and normally spaghetti squash recipes get a meh.

Ian's giving lectures to my roommate and childhood best friend (Bri) about circuits and electricity because she really wants to leave retail so their seeing if she has a knack for it, so she could maybe get a job as a designer. It's been fun.

Bri got a second job, cleaning houses for a lady that does rental homes here. She'll make some good money and hopefully stop running out of money well before she gets her next paycheck.

She gave me a scare on Monday or Tuesday. First Ian was tired and grumpy at me and then she arrived home and I left my room and chirped at her.

She finished putting her stuff in the fridge. And made eye contact and her eyes looked all bulgy like she was going to kill me. She stomped to her shower and I went into my room to hide because I thought she was made at me. And I didn't come out until I was certain she was asleep.

Later I recieve texts from her and I come out and it's how I found about her second job, she'd told Ian and thought he'd told me and found out that she'd been pissed at her boss from her retail job and thought she'd said hello.

We had a good laugh and I was reassured that she wasn't mad at me. I am having fun teasing her about though.

Childhood best friends if you can't mock one another gently what is years of friendship for?

She still mocks me about the candle incident after all.

It was my birthday and we were walking down the cake aisle and I held up birthday candles and said I wanted something to blow on my birthday. She cracked up. A stock person stocking said aisle looked at me funny. Ian quit coming towards us with drinking supplies and I was confused and then bright red.

And that was five years ago? Perhaps more...

I'm also fascinated in the fact that Europe is getting a hurricane. I didn't know that could happen.

I hope everyone effected takes the appropriate safety precautions and makes sure to have water, food supplies and candles.

And I think I've babbled enough.

I finally made it upstairs to my computer and can now properly catch up on comments and such.

My legs are sore still but my back is finally better. At least better enough that I can bend, sit, and move without needing copious amounts of pain killers.

This weekend was pretty quiet I spent much of it curled up with Ian. It was nice.

This week he shouldn't have to work late as much as he did last week which is nice. Last week he didn't get home until 8pm even though he left earlier than normal each day. Which was frustrating. I didn't mind being fed my favorite takeout foods but I missed my husband. I always miss him when he works late.

Today he's having a working lunch in the hopes of not needing to work late tonight. So I've made myself a cute little bento box with panda decorations. It's mostly a protein box with some fruit but I might not end up eating alone since my roommate is having a loud conversation with one of her work friends which means she'll possibly be up and in the living room soon.

I'm sleepy as hell right now because during my two weeks of illness/pain I got into the habit of daylight sleeping so even though I slept last night all I want to do is go to sleep. But I want my more normal schedule back which means trying to stay awake until at least 5pm tonight.

My heart is breaking for Los Vegas though. I don't think I'll ever understand how people can just open fire in a public place and kill a bunch of people.

I'm alive and ready to get things going again.

I've got a back log of stuff that needs tending in fandom land, so much so I might need a to do list.

My diet ended up in fuckitville for a few weeks so I've got to get that back on track.

This weekend wasn't bad. I tried to watch the last season of Doctor Who but the first episode was ungodly boring and I saw no sign of plot before I turned it off after 15 minutes. Then we watched a George Carlin comedy special and then watched Planet Earth.
I'm mostly over the sinus infection and now just have to figure out why my lower back hurts.

But I feel like a human being again.

I've been really grumpy this weekend.

Sebastian peed in our closet also so that's four places he peed that's not a litter box in two days.

Since he's not my cat he's been banned from our room and I'm keeping the door shut.

Our cat is the only one allowed in.

And our AC is broken again...

So I've just been going around grumpy all weekend.

I have a headache so I ended up reading true crime Wikipedia entries. I normally read the solved ones but I ended up reading the unsolved ones and now I can't seem to sleep...

And not just because of the ice pack on my neck.

We still have power here unlike most of Tampa. The path has shifted so it's more inland and my area is on the cones border.

I'm feeling better and might sleep soon.

Hopefully in the morning things still look nice.

Irma's projected eye path is now going through St. Pete rather than going through us.

I don't know if that's good or bad for us. As the longer the bitch spends in the warm water the stronger she'll be.

She's also moving at six miles per hour.

Storm surge map for our area hasn't changed. Which I do find surprising at this point. I'd think it would be more. But I'm not complaining.

My computer is wrapped in plastic in case the upstairs window breaks.

We've commandeered the cat litter jugs we forget to throw out and filled them all for flushing.

I've filled containers full of water and frozen as many as I could. I've probably got two weeks worth of water.

Rolling blackouts are expected once the storm hits us more but the eye of the storm is not expected until tomorrow afternoonish.

Hopefully everyone else in Florida is keeping safe.

And remembers not to step in deep puddles as they could have power lines. My mom got electrocuted in 2005 that way. She's alive but her memories are shot.

Cool link: Irma sucked the ocean from the Bahamas:
https://www.washingtonpost.com/amphtml/news/capital-weather-gang/wp/2017/09/09/hurricane-irma-is-literally-sucking-the-water-away-from-shorelines/

Track has shifted even more to the west and is now passing closer to us.

We've made a nest for Sunday. It's already prepared in case Irma speeds up again.

I took a Xanax so I feel "calmer".

Irma is veering more to the west than this morning.

https://patch.com/florida/southtampa/hurricane-irma-tampa-bay-area-remains-cone

I'm becoming more afraid.

I keep reassuring myself that it won't be like Charley, when we were pretty much blindsided and suddenly it was veering towards us at high speed.

I'm also taking comfort that we aren't in an evacuation zone at the moment.

And we have food and some water with more containers.



Because I looked it up earlier: Hurricane Charley on Wikipeda:https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurricane_Charley

I've been meaning to blog all week but couldn't. First because I was waiting for maintenance to fix our toilet. They came in on Friday and broke it further and had to summon a plumber.

So we had to share our roommate's bathroom. Three people, three cats, one bathroom. Twas fun.

Then we picked up a friend from the airport but his flight got delayed since Chicago had a bomb threat. So we didn't get to bed until 12:30 which messed up my early rising.

And it's been too damn hot to go upstairs. There's no insulation up there according to maintaince and when it's 95 degrees out and my computer is on it's much too hot.

I'll probably wake up early tomorrow since Ian's got a working lunch so my best friend is treating me to Chipotle.