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A weekend of lovely love [Sep. 20th, 2009|06:39 pm]
Zoethe
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For our second anniversary in Ohio, Ferrett and I went to a little inn in Amish country. He'd read about it in the Free Press and thought it sounded nice. Neither of us had visited Amish country at the time, and we naively wondered if we would see any buggies.

Gods, we were such tourists.

But we fell in love. We fell in love with Amish country, and we fell in love with The Inn at Honey Run, and particularly with The Honey Combs, 12 intimate, earth-sheltered rooms that are like Hobbit holes, cozy and romantic.

We were a marriage in trouble back then, both of us struggling through the growth and change that would bring us to where we are today. But for that weekend, we were able to put all that aside. We drove around holding hands, squealing in delight when we saw buggies, poking around in shops filled with both awesome and completely tacky stuff, and discovering Lehman's, possibly the most awesome shop in the entire world. I want to take it all home every time we go there.

And go there, we have. We have returned to Amish country many times since then, mostly with family or friends, one other time to the Inn by ourselves. In fact, we were there just a couple weeks ago with Ferrett's dad.

It's not something that we haven't done. Yet, when Ferrett asked that I wanted to do for our 10th anniversary, I didn't hesitate for a moment: I wanted to go to the Inn at Honey Run. To me, it's the place where we can retreat from real life and just be the two of us. And so we did.

For the first time in several years, we were not escorting friends or family to the area. Instead of going to all the usual haunts, our plan was to go to those little places that we noticed off the sides of the roads, places that were run by families.

Gods, we are such tourists.

We sort of succeeded, but not so much with the shopping. Instead, we ended up being semi-lost on lots of back roads. When we came to an intersection, our choice was the road less traveled, again and again. Until we were in places where folks working nodded to us, a certain respect for the fact that we'd managed to get that far back into the middle of nowhere.

Alas, we were too shy to pull up into places where there was a sign but no other cars - we didn't want to interrupt people's day and then not buy something, and we didn't want to be guilted into buying stuff that we didn't want. So in the end, we did most of our shopping at Heini's Cheese Chalet.

Dude, don't judge us. It's awesome cheese.

Okay, wait. I think I spent an equal amount of money at the quilt shop in Charm. And I found the house of my dreams for sale on a country road outside of Charm. I'm buying lottery tickets, and as soon as I win, you're all invited to enjoy my lovely new house.

Assuming I can ever actually find that house again. We were in the weeds.

Anyway, we ended the day with a wonderful dinner at the Inn. I started with an open-faced ravioli with duck, while Ferrett began with a puff pastry with wild mushrooms and goat cheese.

I won. OMG, the duck. The duck was brilliant. So brilliant it almost overshadowed the scallops with basil pasta and lemon sauce. Almost. I adore scallops, but when I tasted these? Ferrett was saying something to me, and whatever it was faded to silence as a foodgasm exploded in my mouth.

...

Sorry, was lost in memory there.

Alas, while dinner was amazing, something that I ate prior to that was taking a weed whacker to my lower GI tract. When we got back to the room I was completely disabled by digestional distress.

My lovely hubby just cuddled me and took care of me. And that is the wonder of my weasel. We were at the most romantic place in the world, and instead of pouting because I was incapable of being romantic, all he cared about was me and my being okay.

He really is the best hubby ever.

This morning started with massages, which were several kinds of amazing. We didn't think there would be time or energy for romance, and then there suddenly was.

It was, in all, a perfect weekend, despite the imperfect moments. I love you, babe, and all this bragging is just my way to always remember what an amazing weekend it was.
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[User Picture]From: jeffpalmatier
2009-09-21 01:39 am (UTC)
Alas, while dinner was amazing, something that I ate prior to that was taking a weed whacker to my lower GI tract. When we got back to the room I was completely disabled by digestional distress.

Have you been able to get your gallbladder checked out? If it's indeed gall bladder trouble, eating too much or too greasy of food will through your GI tract into a complete wingding.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-21 01:45 am (UTC)
I am going to pretend I didn't hear that. LALALALALA!!!

In the meantime, will try to eat less fat and see what happens....
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[User Picture]From: kisekinotenshi
2009-09-21 02:17 am (UTC)
Please don't ignore the idea. x.x I know it's not a pleasant idea, but if you find out now (while it's presumably still a minor problem), you can plan for the surgery, rather than it becoming an emergency a year or two down the road. If you actually need it out, it's a very simple procedure and takes perhaps a week and a half at most to recover from. Otherwise, it's fairly easy to control with only slightly different eating habits.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-21 02:19 am (UTC)
I have wondered a couple times now. I really am going to revise eating plans.
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[User Picture]From: kisekinotenshi
2009-09-21 02:23 am (UTC)
A wise plan. And it isn't like you need to rush out and go to the doctor right now. Just, y'know, at your next checkup, it's worth mentioning. Ultrasounds are painless and easy as long as you're insured.

There was actually an episode in college that could have had me aware of my gall bladder being an issue years before, but I didn't pursue the issue after the ultrasound came up negative. I'm still kicking myself over it, even though there's no way I could've known what would happen. Hindsight, 20/20, blah blah.
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[User Picture]From: jeffpalmatier
2009-09-21 02:51 am (UTC)
Yes, she does! If she's having these attacks, there is a good chance she's developed stones, which can lead to some serious complications. Please go to a doctor ASAP.
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[User Picture]From: kisekinotenshi
2009-09-21 03:02 am (UTC)
I admit that my experience was different, I didn't realize stones were so urgent (I didn't have gallstones, my gallbladder just up and stopped working). Since your experience trumps mine, I agree with you.
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[User Picture]From: jeffpalmatier
2009-09-21 03:44 am (UTC)
Sorry. Usually I try not to come off that strong, but I did it because the importance of the topic.
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[User Picture]From: kisekinotenshi
2009-09-21 05:01 am (UTC)
Oh, no offense taken, I assure you. I was speaking from my experience and you were speaking from yours, and yours is more applicable in this situation (since gallstones are way more common than what happened to me). n.n Medical matters shouldn't be taken lightly.
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[User Picture]From: jeffpalmatier
2009-09-21 02:49 am (UTC)
Ha ha!

Gini, I hate to be the bearer of possibly bad news, but if you do have problems with your gallbladder, it will get progressively worse. You will have attacks that make this one seem like a kiss from your grandpa. And ignoring gallbladders don't work because once you have stones, you need to get it taken out, so a stone doesn't get stuck or it ruptures. I know: I was terrified of surgery too, but it's the most common surgery done. Don't be a silly goose, and get yourself to a doctor.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-21 03:04 am (UTC)
Argh. You are the bad news fairy. Go away.

*sigh*

Okay, okay. I'll pay attention to it and hie myself to my doctor soon.
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[User Picture]From: heldc
2009-09-21 07:17 pm (UTC)
*nod* Yeah, if you've got health insurance, go get an ultrasound and see if you've got gallstones. It's REALLY not something you want to ignore. I ended up laid up for 10 days or so after a gallstone flare up&gallbladder inflamation that landed me in the ER. And I was an idiot, and didn't get my gallbladder out that day, because I was tired and hungry and wanted to GO HOME, and have spent the past 4 years living with gallbladder problems cos I lost my health insurance soon after that.
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[User Picture]From: fallconsmate
2009-09-21 07:50 am (UTC)
That sounds absolutely lovely!

And yes, get yourself checked! You can live fine without the tummy owwies from the gallbladder acting up!
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From: (Anonymous)
2009-09-21 09:08 am (UTC)
I'll let him work. I will also cook him three meals a day.
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[User Picture]From: ladyhawke_wings
2009-09-21 02:03 pm (UTC)
Happy Anniversary, G - and thank you for sharing your exploits with us. I always get this light vicarious glow from your shmoopiness. :-)
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-21 02:23 pm (UTC)
Thanks!
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[User Picture]From: catvalente
2009-09-21 03:36 pm (UTC)
Do you think that inn is close enough to qualify for wedding night consideration?
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[User Picture]From: catvalente
2009-09-21 04:15 pm (UTC)
I'm getting married in Cleveland. Pretty sure my profile says I live in Maine, though!
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-21 06:21 pm (UTC)
It will be about an hour and a half away, would be my guess.
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[User Picture]From: bunny42
2009-09-21 03:47 pm (UTC)
For what it's worth, I have a close friend who just underwent gall bladder surgery, was in hospital for a day-and-a-half and was up and galavanting around to an auction the next day. Can't be too debilitating, right? The wonders of modern technology.

That is, if you actually NEED gall bladder surgery...
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-21 06:23 pm (UTC)
Yes, we have learned that about your apt comparison!

And we've eaten at the Amish Door a number of times. Alas, we are busy at the end of the month - there is a lot of cool stuff going on down there right at the beginning of October. Another year.
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[User Picture]From: geli_tripping
2009-09-21 09:09 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a lovely anniversary getaway! The Inn sounds awesome too, I will have to check it out sometime!
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2009-09-22 01:15 am (UTC)
I highly recommend it, but make reservations - they are busy!
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