I wish I could say things have been busy around here, but to most people, they haven’t. To me, very busy. You see, when you’re out of work for an extended period of time, anything more than sitting on the couch is a big deal. I am now 7 months since my accident and just shy of 6 weeks post-op. (I injured my knee in a freak accident, and had to have arthroscopy in my knee, and the surgeon ended up doing a lateral release to help get my knee cap back in place. Gross. And ouch.)
I started physical therapy this week. There is a noticeable difference in the size of my leg muscles between my left and right leg.
Notice how small the right quad is. And it would seem smaller if it wasn’t for some excess weight chilling on my upper thighs and back of my thighs area. Pretty crazy how your muscles atrophy so quickly. So now the goal of therapy is to get all the muscles from my butt to my calves to bulk up. No I don’t mean Arnold in his hey-day bulked up, but strong enough to where I can do my job.
On Monday the 29th, I drove up to Allentown PA to see my brothers drum corps (The Boston Crusaders). It just-so-happened to be his birthday, so it was extra special.
Before I went to the stadium to see him, I drove to Bethlehem PA and stopped at a local bakery, Vegan Treats. While I am not vegan, I do enjoy eating vegan when I can, and I seem to be doing so more often these days. I bought 2 things from the case and a bag of adorable cookies to take back home with me.
The first thing that I got, was this key lime strawberry mousse cake. It was by far the best thing ever, and I will definitely buy it again when I go back.
The other thing I got, was this Speculoos cheesecake. You all know in a sucker for cookie butter, so this HAD to come home with me. It was also great! I was certainly inspired by what I saw there, and can’t wait to whip up some new stuff.
On the way to Allentown for the drum corps show, I saw this beautiful church while sitting at a stop light and snapped this picture. There was a sign out front that it was for sale (I think). Let’s. It a church and turn it into something awesome!
Here’s one of the (many!) shots I took from my seat at the show. As I’ve gotten older, wiser, and more sentimental, I’ve noticed myself getting emotional at my siblings events and adventures. Once I moved out of the house for good, I realized just how much I love my family and miss them SO much, and love when I get the chance to support them any way I can. They had a great performance (the opening number was from Game of Thrones!) and the sound at that staying was incredible! I hope to catch them one more time this summer when they’re back in Allentown in August. (Eat em up, Boston!)
If there was one thing I think you should know about me, it’s that I have a big hear the- especially animals. Sometimes, it’s to a fault. Well, lately, I’ve been seeing a kitten around my house, namely in my front yard. Our house is sitting along one of the busiest roads in Northeast Philadelphia, and this kitten has been walking mere feet from the cars. One night, I went out to pet him, and found out from a neighbor that she rescued him from the median between lanes of this major highway. I asked if she was going to keep him, she said no, and I decided to bring him into my Josie to try to find him a home that WASN’T next to a road. Well, this was Thuraday. Today is Sunday, and He’s still in my house, with toys, a litter box and a collar. (Whoops!)
For now, he doesn’t have a name. I’m still toying with the idea of finding him a home, but a lot of me just wants to keep him. He is a lover. He follows me around the house (when the dogs are up in my bedroom-for safety. They don’t quite know what to think of him, and I’m not willing to take a chance!). He loves to snuggle with new, purr, and lick them every-loving heck out of my face when he can. What a sweetheart. I’m not mad to be getting such attention from a kitten. I’m pretty sure he’s adopted me as his mama.
Tonight, after a busy day of grocery shopping, chore-doing and dinner cooking, I took Vega (our blue heeler) for a little walk around the block just to burn off some of his energy, and to give myself a little exercise. I’ve gained some weight since my injury (I’m used to 40 hours a week running around on my feet ((I work in retail)) and now all I’ve been able to do it sit. A lot. And eat. So while it’s not a long walk, it’s something. Of course my knee was swollen and so sore by the time I got home, but it was a few steps in the right direction. Here’s a picture of a beautiful flower bush in my neighbors yard.
Have a good one yall,