Uncertainty - No Fun

I absolutely hate the feeling of uncertainty and lack of control in certain areas of my life; it distracts me from doing what I need to do on the actual situation causing the uncertainty and makes me a bit prickly.
Of course, this will no doubt lead to even more obstacles in my writing and other parts of my life, and probably cause me to lose more sleep or just not go to sleep earlier because it makes me worry too much and get too nervous to sleep or go to bed.
One part of the uncertainty that really sucks is the actual, plain and simple not knowing what will happen yet or how to plan for or address it. And, as you can now see, I start to get "run at the mouth" disease when I am uncertain and trying to figure out and solve things.
This ought to be a fun next month or two.

A Bit More Contrast

After describing yesterday's gorgeous sunrise, looking out my window this morning produces as big a change as possible (well, except if it was a bit colder).
The rain is coming down, so there is no visible sunrise yet, and barely any color at all. I see dark and slightly medium purple as well as navy blue and black skies, and I can hear the rain coming down, steady if not too hard, and my fingers feel a bit chilled.
Hopefully, the rain and chill won't bring on the arthritis I have and get in my fingers and hands (and occasionally other joints), and even more so, I hope the rain ends before I come home and take Walker Evans on his neighborhood jaunt. A chilly, wet and smelly dog who probably thinks the same about me won't make the house any better this evening.
And yes, the gloomy morning seems fitting following the Buffalo Sabres' 6-2 loss to the Florida Panthers last night; a crappy game all around.

Contrast

While Walker Evans is feeling a lot better and the sun, as described below, made for a lovely backdrop, Val is feeling rather sick and making the day suck, especially for her.
Let's see, how did Val describe how she felt a few minutes go? Oh, yes, like "a giant shitball," and it is for a variety of reasons, including a prescription for an antibiotic called in to our pharmacy which I was to pick up last night, but when I got there they had not received it. Oh, freaking joy.
I'm hoping Val is feeling better very soon for all of the obvious reasons, plus the Buffalo Arts Studio is holding its members' show reception this Saturday, November 21, at its location in the Tri-Main Building on Main Street in Buffalo. Val is a resident photographer and member of the board of directors for the BAS.

Wow

We had another amazing sunrise this morning, one of the last I'll get to see before the sun rises after I've gone downstairs for breakfast and don't have a clear window view in that direction.
The gold/yellow, orange, pink, red, blue and purple sky was again simply amazing, and maybe will carry me through the day with some uplift, as the higher than normal temperatures predicted will also probably help.

Walker Evans on the Mend

Shortly after I blogged about Walker Evans and his injury yesterday, it was time for him to go out and eat breakfast. Well, he had such difficulty with the stairs (needing help up from outside to the house) that I took him to our veterinarian.
We went to the Brighton Eggert Animal Clinic, where Walker has gone for years; his walking on flat surfaces or slight rises/declines was OK, but stairs were really tough, with lots of hesitation, and we were worried about the seriousness of his injuries.
Fortunately, after a thorough examination, no structural damage or broken bones were found; Walker had a couple of sprained and strained joints to go along with his arthritis, and basically needs some rest and is on a prescription anti-inflammatory drug with some stomach buffering for his gastritis and bloat.
Walker is moving a bit better every day, and after a few days of shorter walks and a skip in visiting Puppy Playpen for a week, he should be fine. Thank you everybody for your thoughts and kind words.

A Rough Sunday for Walker Evans

Sunday was supposed to be a big day for Walker Evans; it was the 10th anniversary of Val adopting him and bringing him home, and it is basically the day we celebrate his birthday, and he turned age 12.
We set out to the Lasalle Park dog park as we do every weekend, and he was having a good time, trotting around and playing with other dogs. But Walker decided that he would start roughhousing with some of the larger dogs (Walker is 80 pounds), and one trampled him a couple of times, and Walker let out a scary whine and painful howl.
I went running and it was obvious that Walker had been hurt in his back hips/haunches, where he has arthritis. At first, he looked badly hurt and couldn't stand, but after a minute or so, he stood, then started walking and his limp was all but gone. We immediately went home.
Walker has been favoring his hips/haunches since we got home; regular walking has been OK, if a little slow, but stairs have been difficult for him, and he has been hesitating or not climbing them. I had to bring dinner upstairs last night, but he will have to go downstairs to go outside before he eats this morning.
Let's see what happens; he is a great dog.

Weekend Fun

It's going to be one of those Saturdays; I am not only awake at 8:30 a.m., Walker Evans has already been outside and my cinnamon hazelnut coffee is brewing.
First stop will be Quest Diagnostics, where Val has to have some blood work done, and then to the 14th annual Women's Gifts arts, music and craft sale at Asbury Hall at Babeville, and then to my mother's for family gathering with my sister-in-law Janet in town from Arizona.
And these are only the highlights, folks, so the coffee will be therapeutic as well as tasty.

Visitor from the West

This is going to be a very busy weekend in the Dunne-Hosey Estates, but there will be one particular highlight: My sister-in-law Janet will be visiting from Arizona.
Janet, my late brother Brian's wife, is staying with my mother Sheila during her stay here of just under a week; it has been years since she came out here, and the Hoseys from Arizona basically visit here piecemeal, one every few years.
Janet was born and raised in Western New York, so the weather and habits will be no surprise to her, and we should have fun seeing her this weekend.