WOOHOO FOR THE POO !!!!

Last Thursday I was able to sit without pain and that night, I passed kidney stones. Thank goodness, those little buggers are gone. As for the intestinal blockage, that had already fixed (no surgery), and I'm back to pooping lots per day. Woohoo for the poo.

I'm about to rip apart my lab/kitchen. As it currently stands, most of my ingredients are in jars and my lab stuff is mixed with our home stuff. The goal: Part the two and make my kitchen Hubby-Friendly and my lab, Me-Friendly.

That's all for now. Gonna crank the tunes and boogie my way through.

WOOHOO FOR THE POO !!!!

Intestinal Blockage (not fun)

I finally got my immune system to where it can tolerate going to the movies. But did I get to see Wonder Woman?

Nope.

Instead, I was diagnosed with intestinal blockage aka, bowel obstruction. Not fun and quite painful. For now, I can't eat or sit and won't be on social media.

But as soon as I get back, it's straight to more videos. YouTube tells me once I hit 100 subs, I'm allowed to apply for a custom URL. If interested in food, please subscribe to The Happy Whisk.

Thanks and I'll see you SOON.

My New YouTube Channel

I started a YouTube channel. Today, I learned that holding my camera the way I did, makes the video long and tall. But when Tim shot his Zombie Crawl side-ways, his came out widescreen. Now I know. Cool beans.

In other news, allergy-wise, I did good at the second-hand estate store. Just a small rash. Zero breathing problems. I'll take it.

Early Friday Question: What movie will I see during our staycation? Rabbit turds and wad of earwax to all who get it right.

PS: Videos below go to my new channel.
PPS: Wait. I lied. They don't link.

Click, The Happy Whisk - YouTube.

SHOOTIN' OFF MY MOUTH

A big Thank You to my friend Alex for hosting me on his blog today. I almost chickened out. BUT, once I got out of my own way, I had a great time. You rock.

Guess what? We survived our first weekend with a bedtime. I love it. No, no. I lied. I flippin' love it. And, if it's possible, I have more energy now than I did before. Who knew? Not me.

Remember last week when I was shootin' off my mouth, saying that I'd be done mudding walls by Friday and painting by today?

Lies. All lies.

Friday Question & What Am I?

This past week we started a 10 PM bedtime. The first night I struggled with it but the second night I had to pull Tim in. I like that we're doing this together. Tonight will be our first weekend. Feels odd to have a bedtime on the weekend but I'm enjoying the calmness. Plus, I get back to baking in the early mornings.

What's not to love about that?

Friday Question: Do you have a bedtime? Does it change during the weekend?

Now for the bonus round ...

Tell us what this is and win three boogers, a dead mouse and a broken chair.

GET THIS F**CKER FINISHED

I just crawled out of the coffin and now I'm at my desk. I didn't brush my teeth or pee, which I think borders on TMI.

Today's goal: Apply a second coat of mud to the walls (Tim's new office). Let compound dry. Do a third coat on Friday. Prime next week. Paint. Install new floor.

Time to get this fucker finished.

In other news, I'm learning Twitter. Anyone on there? What do you like or dislike about it? I'm interested to hear your views.

Happy Much? (you betcha)

I finished round one of sanding the walls in Tim's new office and had zero breathing problems.

Up next, I go to the movie house once a year as a tester for my immune system/allergy to corn. Even the smell would rash me out and/or cause breathing issues.

Well guess flippin' what? Small rash, slightly pooped but ZERO breathing issues. Happy much? You betcha.

Lastly, I dropped the sorghum flour from my egg-free Cinnamon French Toast and it worked better in terms of taste and coating. Turns out, I don't need no stinkin' eggs for French Toast.

Yeah, baby. Life is good.

Friday Question: FOOD

Before I got sick, I lived on whole foods. Then a chance to attend cookery school arrived, so I ate meat, dairy and eggs. But I never went to school. I got sick. This included intestinal parasites, edema, horrible infections and an immune system gone whack-a-do.

Even though having an excellent outlook, plant roots and being a recipe developer made giving foods up easier, I struggled with chicken. I liked it. It hated me. It was the last to go. At the time, I wasn't happy.

Friday Question:

What foods would you NOT want to give up?