Author: Stacy Horn

And I have not left the house!  And now it’s the night!!  I really should go out anyway. I could get pizza.

I posted a picture of this tree like a week ago and now it’s this brilliant, brilliant red. This doesn’t even begin to capture it. If I tried to capture it you wouldn’t believe how red it is. And Fall is over everywhere else.  This is looking off my roof into the garden behind my apartment.

Good news! Buddy is eating better, he wasn’t diarrhetic yesterday. I’m waiting to see how he does today, but I’m hopeful.

I’ve been holiday cleaning for the past few days and today is the day I’m supposed to treat myself to “no work and all play.” I’ve got about 14 hours of tv recorded and waiting to be watched, and unread People Magazines and stuff.

Haven’t begun that all that yet though. I still have a few things to do and it’s bugging me.

This picture was taken seconds ago. He loves me.

Buddy’s going back and forth (diarrhea/no diarrhea) so I’m picking up some more medication this morning. It’s not a matter of life and death though, so I’m not feeling insane. His appetite is mostly good, which is a positive sign.

I’ve also been doing my big yearly holiday cleaning for the past two days. It’s a week earlier than I would normally do it, but I need the mood-enhancingness of it. I’ve got another day of work to do.

I’m also contemplating making something called pumpkin gingerbread loaf. It just sounds like the most perfect dessert of the non-berry variety in the world, plus the way my apartment would smell! I don’t know if I’m up for it though. I don’t cook so I would have to buy every single ingredient, I have nothing in the house, and I’d also have to buy a pan. It does sound cosy and delicious. What to do??

Here is Buddy, the IBS King of New York.

This is me saying to Finn, “Who is the cutest cat in the whole wide world,” and him formulating an answer.

Actually, that’s his bask face. He’s basking in the love.

Meanwhile, Buddy is on the couch resting. All his blood tests are normal and the vet says it’s a flare-up of his IBS and to up the dose of the medicine I give him for that. I’m also going to try the B12 shot that Melissa suggested. I need to buy a scale so I can keep on top of his weight. But this is all hopefully addressable, so he should be okay. Poor little guy.

I feel like a semi-sane human again who can live her life. I’m doing the Gevalia Coffee chat at 10am. To participate go here for instructions.