Gone Fishing

I wish.

The last time I was fishing was at the Birthday Party x3. Seems ages ago now that I was sitting in that gorgeous sunshine crisping my back and casting out as the boat drifted lazily around the anchor.

Despite the advent of spring four days ago and the predictions of Punxsutawney Phil, that dirty little liar, this morning it was snowing. The sun did come out for a couple of hours in the afternoon, but I just walked Owen an hour ago and it was snowing again.

So, yeah. I’m not Gone Fishing.

What I am, mostly, is tired. Lately I am exhausted by the end of the day and, to exacerbate the problem, for the past three days I have endured headaches that are trying to remove themselves from my brain by exploding out of my eyeballs.

No, I’m not pregnant. I’m on a thyroid blocker and my T4 level has dropped into the low end of “normal”. I’m convinced this is why my energy is so low. What else? I haven’t changed anything. And I’m 35, not 85.

It’s frustrating because I have so many ideas for this blog, but I just don’t have the brain power or focus in the evenings to work on it.

Today, however, was a pretty good day. I didn’t end with a headache, so I’m hopeful that tomorrow I’ll be back on track.

In the meantime, I’ll leave you with a completely unrelated, but nevertheless entertaining Owen photo.

Owen Einstein 

You see, Owen has this pet pig. Well, he had a pet pig, but he tore all the stuffing out of it and strew it around the room. So, I took the stuffing and put it on his head.

Then I laughed uncontrollably while he looked to his daddy for help.

Disgusted Owen

Which he did not receive, I might add.

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8 responses to “Gone Fishing

  1. Oh I love Owen so much! He is so entertaining, & clearly just loves to pose for the camera. Sorry to hear you are energy-deprived. I hope “they” manage to stabilize your T4 levels soon, I’m sure you just feel awful.

  2. Hahaha, I love this picture, it is so hilarious!!!! He has the “are you serious” look . So funny!

  3. You are mean…though probably deserved it. Now he looks like a really bad poodle. Or maybe he is expressing his inner “Shakespearean”…it is a tragedy.

  4. I love Owen pics! I should start taking humiliating pictures of my dog. Haha.
    I know how you feel, I’m tired too. I totally had plans to clean the windows and vacuum today… but now that I’m actually up. Eh…I’m just not feelin’ it. I think I’ll just read. {Three Cups of Tea is turning out to be a great book so far! Thanks for the recommendation!}

    Feel better soon!
    ♥~ Whit

  5. Oh, how I love dogs. They put up with the most ridiculous things, and even if they look just *crushed* with sadness by them, they don’t hold resentment, they just keep being their lovely selves. Owen looks like Einstein or Marie Antoinette or someone with equally silly hair. Love it.

    I’m sorry you’re wrangling with all those stupid T levels and thyroid blockers and all that. I hope you’re feeling better soon! :)

  6. Aww, beastie! Cypress has grown out of her destroy-toys phase…when we first got her she annihilated soft toys but now she carries them around and sleeps with them!

  7. Bwahahahahaha. That last picture is priceless.

  8. LOL!!! Poor Owen!!!

    I’m so sorry you’ve been feeling like…yuck. :-(

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