Wellness Wednesday – Not Well

I don’t process emotions the way most people do. This is likely because I grew up in a household where free expression of emotion – particularly negative emotion – was discouraged or even punished. Combine that with a long period through adolescence where I thought the only way to survive depression and bullying was to withdraw so far into myself that I didn’t feel anything at all, and you have a recipe for poor coping skills. And the problem is that no matter how much therapy you go through and how much work you do, you can’t outrun the biological instincts that take over “for your protection.”

Example: When my grandfather died in 2007, my internal voice scoffed and scorned me each time I shed a tear or expressed an emotion, telling me that I was faking it, and disrespecting those around me who truly did feel grief. I recognized the defense mechanism, so I paid no attention to it, and the next time a family member died, in 2009, I disassociated altogether. I remember the funeral the way I remember dreams, floating above and behind it for the most part. I couldn’t cry at all, couldn’t force a single tear. When it was all over, I went home, and shortly afterwards, read a book that just happened to involve the unexpected death of a character I loved. I broke down completely, just bawling at his death, and then I read the book a second time, and the series all the way through, just to “spend more time with him.” That’s how I mourned this second family member, shunted sideways into an “acceptable” expression of grief.

So what am I feeling now? Uncomfortable. It’s like all my mom senses are up, knowing something is wrong, something is about to happen…except it’s not. The thing that is wrong is nothing more than the kids are no longer here. I spent so long and used so much mental energy on making sure schedules ran smoothly and chores got done and warning signs were watched for etc etc. And at first, when the house emptied out, it just felt like the kids had gone to a friend’s house, or to spend a week with their grandparents, or any number of temporary situations. Now, it feels like said temporary situation has gone on too long, so that my mom senses are acting as if something is wrong. My mind knows that everything is fine, just different. My nervous system has yet to adjust.

Yesterday was my oldest’s 22nd birthday. Three years ago, on his 19th, he was at Navy boot camp and I experienced this same uncomfortable something-is-wrong feeling when I realized that 1) it was his first birthday that I’d ever missed, and 2) I couldn’t even call him to say happy birthday or check in with how he was doing. Then the two younger children both left within months of each other this summer, so it wasn’t even a gradual change. Yeah, Laurence will be home over Christmas – note: a roundtrip flight from Canada cost well more than a month’s mortgage payment, heh – but I still just feel weird, weird, weird. Uncomfortable, like missing a tooth that’s always been there and you haven’t yet adjusted to its absence.

I did finally put up Halloween decorations, a thing that had lost all joy once the kids were gone even though I was the only person to ever get joy out of it! I felt nothing at all doing so. I’ll probably be more excited to put up the Christmas stuff simply because Laurence is coming home. I’ve lost interest in most things, and at the same time, have been obsessing over Projects. This is another thing my brain does when it can’t deal with grief or change or whatever else it’s suppose to cope with: it creates and hyperfocuses on projects. Right now, I’m in the process of transferring the important info from 13 past bullet journals into a master journal so I can get rid of all the little ones. I spend hours each day doing this, alternating between the journal project, creative photo editing (pics in this post), and staring at houses for sale in different parts of New Mexico, trying to calculate how soon we can afford to move and the best timing for that. Those things may seem from the outside to be pointless, but internally, it’s all about trying to avoid a feeling of uselessness (given that my job/identity of 17 years is basically gone) while also desperately trying to feel some sense of control now that I now have a big, yawning gap of possibility and uncertainty in front of me.

The good thing is that I’m aware of all this. I know what my brain is doing and I’m taking steps to move forward while simultaneously giving myself space to process this grief/change in whatever way my nervous system feels safest. Sometimes that’s all you can do.

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A Turn of the Tide, by Kelley Armstrong (audio)

In this third volume of the Time Stitch series, Miranda sneaks off to the time stitch only to find herself not in the 21st century, but back in the 18th. She’s just in time to stop a murder that she’s experienced as a ghost haunting in her true time period, and she just might fall in love with the man who was meant to be murdered.

While I enjoyed the first two books in this series, this was just okay for me. I’m not the biggest fan of historical fiction, pirates, or nautical tales, and this was all three. I didn’t really feel the romance between Miranda and the pirate, whose name I literally can’t recall despite finishing this book yesterday, and there was just something missing about this book that was so bright in the first two. Might have been the audio, which was downright awful. Ava Lucas reads the British accents fine, but the French accent from Pirate Loverboy was horrendous and drove me nuts! I’m sure that affected my experience, but honestly I think this book just wasn’t for me. Oh well.

PS – After drafting this post and sleeping on it overnight, my views haven’t changed, but I did remember that Pirate Loverboy’s name was Nico. Heh.

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Sunday Coffee – Book of the Month

It’s been a few years now since I joined Book of the Month. Honestly, I never thought I’d join the service, because for years I never really saw any books come through it that appealed to me. But then in June 2020, they were early-releasing Home Before Dark, which I’d been dying to get my hands on for months by then. It was a hit for my first book, and I decided to continuing giving BotM a chance.

For those who don’t know about the service, there’s a monthly fee which earns you a free book from a main set of choices. Whenever you don’t like the choices, you can skip that month, and you won’t be charged a monthly fee (so it’s not just adding up on you!). You’ve always paid one month ahead, but never more than that. You can also add on up to two more books at something like $10 each in your main package, which is a great price for hardcovers! There’s no limit to how often you can skip and no requirement for how often you must buy, which I worried about when I joined.

So that’s how the service works, and because it’s so easy to just skip, I’m really, really picky about which months I choose books. There were a few months in the beginning where I chose books that looked like they might be interesting, only to be disappointed when they arrived. There are no returns or anything, so you have to take your best guess. I got pickier, and for the most part, my choices have improved. Not always, but considering this is literally the only time I allow myself to try out new-to-me books/authors outside of the library, I’m okay with the minor risk. (Not that I don’t write down plenty of options to grab from the library if they don’t seem worth the monetary risk from BotM itself!)

Lately, the quality of books seems to be improving, or at least shifting to books more in line with what I like to read. (I’ve heard other longtime members of BotM say the books have been getting less and less in line with them, so I assume it’s probably the latter.) They seem to be trending away from literary, historical, and women’s fiction into a broader variety of choices, including mysteries, fantasy, YA, etc. It used to be three more literary choices, one thriller, and one “other” each month, but now it seems to be a different genre for each book, and that makes me really happy. The shift took place around March 2022 – which incidentally was the month I finally hit 12 books chosen. That’s how often I skipped, almost 50% of the time! Since March, I’ve gotten an additional eight books, including several add-ons for the first time. I still have months that I skip, but far less frequently.

Of those 20 total books, I’ve read (or partially read) 17, with three still on my shelves waiting for me. Of the 17, there have been five that I disliked, including three that I abandoned. The other 12 split into five that I enjoyed and seven that I loved. And of those 12 books that I liked, I only decided to keep six of them: Home Before Dark, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, The Ex Hex, The Hacienda, The Book of Cold Cases, and The Kiss Curse. The other six enjoyable reads weren’t ones I needed to keep – this is why I usually use the library – and they went off to Half Price Books along with the five I didn’t enjoy.

I would say that the service has been worthwhile for me. I get excited every month when the new selections come out. A good friend of mine and her sister also participate, and we have a little group chat where we can discuss our choices and our reads. As a person who often feels a bit too constrained when it comes to book-buying and such, it gives me a little mostly-safe risk, plus I learn about so many other books (especially new releases) that I no longer really hear about now that book blogging is a dying – or really, dead – thing. I haven’t really migrated to other platforms like booktok and don’t really plan to, and I don’t have book people that I trust for recommendations in those spaces. So this is my way of coping, I suppose.

PS. This is not a sponsored post and don’t get anything out of it. I think there’s some kind of referral code I could pass out but I don’t care enough to try to find it, heh. I just figured that after over two years, it was probably time for me to do a service review!

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The Kiss Curse, by Erin Sterling

Gwen is perfectly happy with the way life is going in Graves Glen. Magic has been rightfully returned to her family’s lineage, her cousin is happy in her new marriage, her shop is doing well, and Gwen has even started to mentor some younger witches in town. The last thing she needs is another Penhallow witch coming over from Wales, especially one as stiff and arrogant as Llewellyn (or Wells, as he prefers). Gwen already knew she could never forgive Wells for his absence at her cousin’s wedding to his brother, Rhys, and her animosity only increases when he sets up a competing shop directly across the street from her. But a burning animosity is like playing with emotional fire, and fire can get really dangerous, really quickly…

Okay so yeah, this is classic enemies to lovers romance, with magic and witchy elements. It’s Halloween and talking cats and plastic pumpkins and festivals; it’s dark magic and evil witches and torture devices and glamour; it’s edible body glitter and love potions and sex under the stars. And while I didn’t enjoy the book as much as I did The Ex Hex, I still loved the hell out of it. Gwen was a brilliant heroine and I loved getting to know her better. I also liked getting to known Rhys’ brothers better, and I wonder if Bowen will feature in the next book! My only real quibble was probably my own fault, as I was focused on the wrong red herring for almost the entire story. That made the resolution with regards to one particular issue feel a little anticlimactic for me. But honestly, without getting into spoilers, I have a feeling that issue might also feature in the next book of the series.

Anyway, thoroughly enjoyed this one, and it was perfect for the season!

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The Ferals: Sunday

It’s never good when your doorbell rings at 7:30 am.

This morning, our neighbor found a cat stuck in our tree. After the cat got out safely, she went over to our front entry and started rubbing up against the bricks there, so our neighbor thought perhaps it was one of ours that had escaped. It was not, but seeing how friendly the cat was, Jason picked her up and brought her inside.

Meet Sunday, the sweetest little calico brown tabby ever. Of course, when we first brought her inside, we weren’t sure what we were dealing with. Was she a community cat that was friendly but could turn feral at any provocation? Was she someone’s lost pet? Was she an indoor/outdoor free-roaming pet that just happened to be at our house at that exact moment? I recognized her tail – she moves it in this double-curled way that is very distinctive – from an overnight video of a cat we took back in April. This cat had only appeared on camera the one time, but it reinforced the idea that this might be an indoor/outdoor pet or a friendly community cat.

Jason got the kitty some food and water, which she ignored completely. She was agitated, mostly staying by the window as if she longed to get back outside. The only sign of aggression, though, was a hiss at our cats under the door, and we blocked the crack so she wouldn’t be bothered by them. I tried to scan her for a microchip, but didn’t find anything, and I didn’t know if I was using the machine wrong or if she simply didn’t have one. Meanwhile, Jason called our vet, who told us to go ahead and bring her in to have her scanned there and checked for spay.

By 8:30, we were at the vet, who confirmed that Sunday had no microchip. However, she did have a spay scar and tattoo! But with no ear tip, and her being as friendly and clean as she was, we didn’t think she’d been TNRed. Which left Jason and me in a bit of a conundrum. Try to find her owner via social media? Leave out flyers and just keep Sunday in Jason’s room for now? Surrender her to the animal shelter since she was friendly and could be adopted out? Let her go so she could find her own way home, assuming she had a home?

We put her in Jason’s room temporarily, while I re-downloaded NextDoor and re-added the neighborhood facebook pages that I generally tend to stay away from. Then I began looking into surrender procedures in case my social media searches came up empty. Thankfully, though, my social media searches did not come up empty! The facebook post had been up less than ten minutes when a woman said this looked like her cat Sunday, an indoor/outdoor roaming cat who she confirmed was spayed but didn’t have a chip. She lived like a block away from my house, so her mama swung by to verify that this was indeed Sunday. To make a long story short with a happy ending, she was!

Sunday was so happy to be freed from confinement. The second I opened the cat carrier, her anxiety disappeared. She didn’t run the way feral cats often do, but instead began to roll in the grass and rub up against our legs. Sunday clearly knew her mama and was all over her, but also rubbed up against me to tell me she loved me too. (The cat seems to love indiscriminately!) Her mama and I talked for a bit and then she left, Sunday trotting alongside her happily.

Everything was wrapped up before 9:45. I called the vet to update them, and now we are done with today’s good deed! Soooo happy to reunite Sunday with her family, even if technically we could have just left her to her own devices and she would’ve found her own way home. Ha! We couldn’t know that, though, so I’m happy we did due diligence and got it all taken care of without uncertainties!

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Evolution of a Photo

Over the last month, I’ve finally started learning how to edit photos using my editing software. My journey into photography has been very slow. I spent most of 2021 learning basics – how to use a camera in manual mode, how to set up photos (both in terms of composition and exposure settings), etc. I learned how to take pretty decent photos straight out of the camera with little editing beyond cropping and such.

But that’s only the beginning. This year, my goal was to learn editing techniques. Back in February, I learned a few editing techniques from How to Take Awesome Photos of Cats. I began to do more with my photos, using the built-in tools on my phone. Jason bought me the software I wanted for my birthday (On1 Photo Raw)…but then it took me months to open it for the first time. I was so intimidated. It wasn’t until Ambrose graduated from basic training that I decided to use the new software for my edits, and MAN those photos definitely suffer from my inexperience. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, I struggled with the software tools, and the end products feel gimmicky.

So in September, I watched a bunch of online tutorials. They weren’t “how to use the software” videos, which don’t tend to stick in my head, but rather videos that showed the editing process for individual photos from start to finish, using a bunch of the tools. That’s the kind of tutorial that helps me to learn. After each video I finished, I’d grab a new RAW file that I’d saved and go to town on it, trying to learn all the basic things I could do. A photo of an Empress Leilia butterfly on my deck is one of the shots I practiced on. The above photo collage includes, clockwise from top left, the unedited version (straight from the camera), the edited (non-creative) version, and two creative versions to make postcard-like images.

A recent online project had me itching to try my own, so I decided to make a spotlight photo (single light source, using a cucoloris, or cookie). I chose a small bottle of scent I’d bought from Turban de Moda at the Muslim Culture Fest in Austin the previous weekend for my subject. The bottle is absolutely gorgeous and I thought would make a great spotlight! Now, I don’t have a studio, professional lighting, or special tools to make this kind of photography easy. Literally, I set this up in my bathroom, an old curtain thrown over the back of the toilet, camera propped up to the right height by a tissue box, my cookie made by cutting strips out of an index card and then taped to a flashlight for my light source. I set my camera to 85mm, 100 ISO, f5.6, and 0.8 seconds, then put it on a timer so that I could press the shutter and then get the flashlight into place before the photo was taken.

The entire process was a bit ridiculous, and frankly, I wish I’d had some kind of arm I could have propped the flashlight up with because my hand is always going to shake a little, which will always cause a little fuzzing on my focus object at that long of a shutter speed. However, after experimenting with angles of light and rotation of the cookie, I got a shot that was as clean as I could manage in my makeshift setup:

Straight out of the camera, this isn’t a bad shot – but it could be better. The base cloth was too purple, the perfume too green. The orange stripe from the wall was distracting, and too much of the teal shower curtain was visible. My focus depth created a sharp strip across the entire photo, when I wanted only the perfume bottle and its immediate surrounding to be in focus. The photo also needed to be cropped, tilt-corrected, cleaned up a bit in terms of the light-shakiness, and vignetted. I don’t even know how to do the advanced things in the software yet, but even with my minimal knowledge, I was able to modify individual colors, remove the extraneous background, blur out the parts that were too in focus and sharpen the parts that needed that extra tightening. I couldn’t get the shakiness out of the bottle completely – I would have needed the flashlight to be entirely still for that – but in the final photos, it’s only visible if you zoom in real close.

As I’ve said in the past, I’m sure I’ll find things that I could have done better in the future, when I know more and have more experience. But for now, this photo makes me so happy, and I’m excited to have already learned so much!

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Sunday Coffee – Muslim Culture Fest

Last weekend was my first proper girls’ day out in quite some time, and a great way to kick off October! October is generally a busy time for me. There are a lot of events going on that I love, and the weather is just starting to turn, which gives me a lot of energy. So when my friend Alia asked a group of us if we wanted to go with her up to Austin for the first annual Muslim Culture Fest, I jumped at the opportunity!

In the end, after expected last minute cancellations, there were half a dozen of us who ended up traveling up to Austin in two cars. I drove with Alia and Sisa because the three of us had more open plans and didn’t have to get back to San Antonio so quickly. The weather wasn’t super cool but also wasn’t tremendously hot, so it was a perfect day for the event. The Mexican American Cultural Center was kind enough to be a venue for the festival, which featured lectures, performances, food, art, and various small businesses.

I’ll be honest – I didn’t expect to buy much at this event. I’m not really one for buying things at festivals, beyond maybe a small souvenir. When I saw they had a henna artist, I knew that I would go for that, but I expected that to be all. Ha! There were so many lovely things and while I managed to hold back a lot, I did end up buying stickers, artwork, and perfume in addition to a henna design. Plus food of course. It was all just so lovely, and the venders and visitors were all the kindest people ever.

Alia, Sisa, and I stayed for about 5-6 hours, until the sun was starting to get really oppressive and we’d been on our feet long enough to feel tired. Other than wishing I had more disposable income – because there were sooooo many things I loved – it couldn’t have been a better day.

And to make things even better, the next day, a big group of us got together at our friend Lindsay’s house to watch Hocus Pocus 2 together. (It was adorable. I loved it and I won’t hear a negative word about it!) Two girls’ days out in one weekend?? Just what I needed after feeling so isolated and depressed for the last few months!

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The Change, by Kirsten Miller

Why do [women] keep going for thirty years after our bodies can no longer reproduce? Do you think nature meant for those years to be useless? No, of course not. Our lives are designed to have three parts. The first is education. The second, creation. And in part three, we put our experience to use and protect those who are weaker. This third stage, which you have entered, can be one of incredible power.

Three women, each at pivotal moments in their lives, discover that they’ve undergone a transformation. Nessa has always known this was coming; that when her world grew silent, she would hear the call of ghosts. Jo has spent decades at war with her body, until one day she embraces what she cannot change and learns of an immense strength. Harriett has lost everything, and finds solace in both nature and vengeance. The seeker, the protector, the punisher. Three women called to make the world safer for those without voice.

Oh my. This book. I hardly know what to say about it except that it’s incredible. Take the Golden Girls, add a dash of Hocus Pocus and a cauldron of feminist rage, blend it all together, and then bake to modern times. It had everything I could ever want in magical realism women’s fiction, and was written incredibly well, too. Even better, Miller had me questioning my instincts as I read, not with red herrings or misdirection, but with the same gaslighting that society already uses to get women to doubt their instincts. And yet, by the end, everything I’d intuited came to pass.

There is a mystery at the center of this book, a series of crimes that has Nessa seeking out those lost. However, this isn’t a book that reads like a mystery. It’s part old fashioned crime thriller, part coming of age, part mystery, part vigilante justice, part romance, part gender studies. But also none of those things. One cohesive whole that makes up its own genre altogether. It’s the first book I’ve read in months that I immediately wanted to own.

With everything going on in the world right now – the stripping of women’s legal rights in the US, the horrid brutality erupting in Iran, the increasing movement worldwide of anti-women hate groups, the pandemic-fueled rise in domestic violence, and so much more – it can be hard to read a book that features violence against women. Miller doesn’t make this easy, or gloss over this part. But she also gives back in these women and the folks, male and female, who help them. I can see people expecting this to be an anti-men book, but it’s not. It’s an anti-bad-men book. It’s a book that says monsters exist in many forms, and we are all so fed up with existing alongside them.

Stay away from [men] who seem driven by their desires. Don’t be one of the women who think they can feed those men. Those that do meet one of two fates. They either end up getting eaten – or they turn into monsters.

This review is only scratching the bare surface of what’s in The Change. Honestly? This just might be the best book I’ve read in 2022.

Trigger warnings: sexual assault, violence against women.

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Wellness Wednesday – Mournjaro

Last week, I said that I began talking with my doctor about medical intervention for weight loss. That was two months ago, and she told me about a new medication on the market, Mounjaro. This is a medication that is primarily used to treat blood glucose and A1C for people who are diabetic, and it can also induce weight loss. It’s similar to – but not the same as – the Ozempic that failed me so spectacularly in 2019 and 2020. We decided to give it a try, to see if I reacted better to it than I did to Ozempic, and I took my first injected dose on August 31st.

For the first four weeks, I was on a pre-therapeutic dose that was meant to prep my body for a therapeutic level. During these four weeks, I really only had a few mild side effects. If I went too long between meals, my stomach would ache with an almost nausea-like feeling, except that it was actually my body trying to tell me that I was hungry. The glucose-stabilizing effects of Mounjaro meant that I didn’t always feel traditional hunger signals, so I sometimes forgot to eat for longer than normal, and that “nausea” would remind me that I still needed to eat. I also had some abdominal cramping/bloating if I ate too much fiber or heavy fat in a single sitting, so I had to be slightly more careful about balancing meals.

As for how much I was eating, things stayed pretty similar to pre-Mounjaro. Breakfast remained the same, and at both lunch and dinner, I would eat a few bites less most of the time. Pre-medicine, I was eating 2-3 small snacks at different parts of the day, and post-medicine, this dropped to 1-2 small snacks. Altogether, I was eating about 90% of the calorie level I was at pre-medicine most days, and the kinds of foods I ate didn’t really change. In the last week of this trial period, the pre-therapeutic dose stopped really affecting me (as expected), and I returned almost to 100% of my calorie level.

This was a huge difference from my experience with Ozempic, which caused major food aversions and severely decreased appetite (cutting down by over 50%). Furthermore, in my two experiences with Ozempic, I gained a few pounds the first time and gained a ton the second, despite eating less than 1000 calories a day that second time! With Mounjaro, though, while eating maybe 200-300 calories less per day, I lost 7.5 lbs in the first three weeks. In the fourth week, when the medicine was only working a tiny bit, I didn’t lose anything. Obviously, the total loss is well more than the total calories not eaten, but I’ve always said that calories-in-vs-calories-out was a load of bunk, especially when something is OFF in your body. Clearly, the Mounjaro reset something right in my body!

A week ago, I took my first dose at the lowest therapeutic level of Mounjaro. For two days, I had some pretty severe nausea off and on, especially if I ate too much at any one sitting. Then the nausea went away, and I went back to eating the same way I had for most of the last month. There were some complicating factors in this past week that increased how much I was eating, and I’m happy to say that my body accommodated the extra volume of food with ease (no nausea!). And in five weeks, I’ve lost a total of 9 lbs now, all without major changes to what I was doing.

I feel better – not because of the weight loss, which honestly makes barely a dent in my body at this size, but in the stabilizing of my blood sugar. I love being able to go long periods without worrying if my blood sugar is going to suddenly drop on me. My anxiety has lessened, and the polyurea that I was seeing the kidney specialist about has almost disappeared completely. I sleep better, food tastes better (though this might be because we’re finally starting to make a dent in the long-entrenched thrush overgrowth!), and I’m in slightly less pain. If some nausea for a few days is the price to pay for that, I can handle that! I just hope the good continues, and doesn’t tip into the Ozempic Route!!

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September 2022 in Review

September just flew by! Maybe it’s because I was so busy with foster cats this month, but it felt like September was less than two weeks long. It’s strange being home without the kids. It’s changed things in more ways than I expected – like for instance, I haven’t even bothered to decorate for Halloween yet. I never would have waited that long if my kids weren’t around, and they didn’t even approve of me decorating for Halloween before October! It was just part of my personality with them, I guess. Or maybe the busyness from the kittens and the grief from having my aunt and my grandma pass away this month, plus no longer having kids at home, is causing more depression than I realize. In any case, I’m still adjusting to this empty nest thing, but it’s not as different as I expected (especially as Laurence calls home almost every night – I think it’s especially hard for him because his roommate never showed up and he’s up there alone!).

Reading and Watching
I expected this to be a big reading month, but after my third book, every other book I had out from the library was a bust! I did finally find a book I’m enjoying toward the end of September, but I’m not done with it yet.

Of course, it’s the start of TV season here, so a bunch of shows have started their new seasons, including the Great British Bake Off, one of my faves!

House
Other than the unexpected replacement of our dishwasher and garbage disposal, not much happened on the house front this month. We did some more work on the front and back yards, and finished converting the boys’ old room into a combo office/foster room. That’s about it.

The Ferals
I suppose I should label this “the fosters” by now, but I’m just going to keep as is, because who knows when I’ll end up with another batch of neighborhood kittens on my doorstep? Hopefully not, but considering how many community cats roam this area, I’m sure there will be some kittens in the future. In any case, we began fostering again this month. First there were Panini and her three little babies, who we had for a week before the stress of being near other cats was too much for Mama. Then we got a batch of kittens who ended up having a potentially deadly virus! They were on three different medicines, and a few times, had to be syringe fed. But I’m happy to say that they’re all on the mend and doing so much better than they were just a week ago!

(Austin, on the right, isn’t angry or scary – he just has a gremlin face. He was purring here.)

Health/Fitness
My health was focused on two things this month – the introduction of a new medication, which I’ll talk about more in detail in my upcoming Wellness Wednesday post, and a 30-day mobility challenge. This isn’t like other 30-day challenges, but instead a 1-2 minute functional movement exercise each day. This could mean doing a few cat-cow stretches one day, or rocking back and forth on your feet, or shoulder-flossing. They’re designed to loosen tendons and joints for larger range of motion, and are particularly helpful for people struggling with mobility (me!). I liked quite a few of the movements and will probably continue to do them for a bit, trying to incorporate a few into my week as I can (hopefully) incorporate more physical movement again soon.

Favorite Photos
It’s really hard to choose favorite photos when you have so many cute kittens in the house. You love ALL the photos, even the bad ones! Anyway, here are the ones that rose to the top.

Top row, left to right: baby Schnitzel; nap time with cats; crepe myrtle blossoms in the sunset

Bottom row, left to right: a sudden storm; empress leilia butterfly on my deck (which I actually edited into a postcard collage type photo!); my little gremlin-boy aka Austin

Highlights of September
This seems like a short list, but honestly, that’s only because “snuggling with kittens” was like 50+ highlights of the month. It’s the best thing ever to watch them run to you for pets when you enter the room, to have them purr and snuggle into your neck, to see their eyes light up when Jason gets home and they see him for the first time all day, etc.

  • Ambrose got married to his best friend, Tyler, via proxy marriage on Sept 1st
  • Lilo got adopted!
  • Cadbury mini-eggs adapted to become Cadbury “mini harvest handfuls”
  • pumpkin cream cheese muffins, mmm…
  • Ambrose was chosen as a Green Rope at tech school –>
  • snuggling with kittens – best thing ever!
  • discovering Countryle (like Wordle for geography)
  • first Halloween decoration
  • first weather front cool enough to leave the windows open overnight, near the end of the month
  • Brandon Sanderson got a tiktok!
  • the official GBBO tiktok responded to one of my comments, eek!

Coming up in October
It’s going to be another busy month. So many plans – possible corn maze and pumpkin patch, my first planned creative photo shoot, a Muslim-fest with friends, a Hocus Pocus 2 viewing with my hiking gals, maybe another haunted Halloween hike, Halloween in general… October is often a busy month here but it’s also a month that I tend to love and feel very energized by, so hopefully that’s true this year!

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