Showing posts with label Pashy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pashy. Show all posts
the perils of dog ownership
This morning PB came into our bedroom to let me know someone was up with Pashys foot. He thought that maybe since he has been sleeping on it funny, it was bugging him. A little later this morning, I was packing my lunch for the day. This is usually Pasha's favorite activity since more often than not, he ends up with an extra treat in his bowl. And today, it was steak no less from the night before! But it didn't budge him from bed. When he finally did get up, he didn't put any weight or pressure on his back right leg so I had to carry him down the stairs to go to the bathroom. We are going to go to the vet later today and I know that he will be okay in no time but in these circumstances, I just wish that he could talk to us and let me know whats wrong! Do you guys have any pets? Also, can other animals limbs "fall asleep" and get pins and needles they way that ours do?
Meal Planning
One thing that has really changed since PB and I have moved in together is dinner. Since he came from suburban PA, one thing that he was accustom to was a once a week large grocery shop. And since I have always lived on the top floor of almost every apartment building, the idea of a large shop has always been somewhat daunting. But for the sake of our relationship (he did give up central air conditioning for me), we went to Fairway and loaded up. I will be honest, the first week it did not go so smoothly. I failed to see what a great opportunity it was and rolled my eyes as I rushed PB through the aisles. That behavior didn't last long. PB told me I was being a brat and to his credit, I was.
I quickly realized that there are some real benefits to these weekly shopping trips. PB is a grocery store kind of guy, literally he works in the business and knows stores inside out, along with where the deals are. There was also something comfortingly domestic about this that I think both of us found peace in. And on top of that, a light bulb went off, Maddy-- you love to cook, now all you have to do is plan. So now instead of scouring my Pinterest page at 5pm each night, I take care of that on Sunday before the shopping trip. Here is a look at some of sides and mains that we will be dining on this week.
I quickly realized that there are some real benefits to these weekly shopping trips. PB is a grocery store kind of guy, literally he works in the business and knows stores inside out, along with where the deals are. There was also something comfortingly domestic about this that I think both of us found peace in. And on top of that, a light bulb went off, Maddy-- you love to cook, now all you have to do is plan. So now instead of scouring my Pinterest page at 5pm each night, I take care of that on Sunday before the shopping trip. Here is a look at some of sides and mains that we will be dining on this week.
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| Shrimp and Lamb Kebabs might be a little out of the norm, and for the sauce, I was actually thinking of asking Pita Grill for a container of the Roasted Red Pepper dressing since it is basically heaven. |
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| Marinated and roasted balsamic onions found here |
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| Garlic-Chili Roasted Broccoli |
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| We taste testing this sauce at the Park Slope Farmers Market. WOW Tonight, I am adding the sauce to chicken, green peppers and new potatoes. You can order here PB and I have developed a pretty good system around here. I cook, he does dishes (though he likes to soak and I like to scrub). PB takes a sandwich to work for lunch and I take the leftovers. And Pashy looks for treats here and there... |
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| Very focused on PB eating Pirates Booty |
Trying to go to bed earlier
Before PB moved in, we were in a long distance relationship. Besides getting to know the Amtrak schedule better than I ever thought that I would, I also became a lot more flexible on my bedtime. We would talk every night at 11. Or originally that was the deal. But 11 would get pushed to 11:15 because Top Chef was running over, and then pushed again to 11:30, Call of Duty ran long and finally by the end, we were talking each night at 11:45. When he moved in, we vowed that we would go to bed earlier. So with the clock clicking towards 11pm, PB brushing his teeth, I am signing off. Good night and sleep tight.
(photo by yours truly)
(photo by yours truly)
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