Friday is finally here. Actually, at 9:34 pm, it's on its way out the door. So with that, I'll give a short rundown of my thoughts from the week.
1. Pain medicine post-surgery. I kicked it on Monday and have been doing okay with just Tylenol ever since.
2. Sugar. I've had entirely too much of it since surgery. I'm hoping to kick the white stuff to the curb over the weekend. Goodbye my sweet, sweet friend. ;(
3. Eight miles. It's waiting for me tomorrow morning. I have walked since before surgery (i've said that word a lot in this post, haven't I?). We'll see how it goes.
4. Post-surgery checkup. All looks good. Except for the cold that my surgeon said she saw in the back of my throat and through the pressure in my head. I thought she was nuts - but tonight, I stand corrected. Am doing what I can to keep the sucker at bay. Please Lord, no....
5. My daughter is going through quite a challenging stage. Out of respect for my not-so-wee-0ne, let's just say that she keeps me on my knees. And that I'm certain she'll be President, CEO or a Wallstreet trader with her steel/iron will. "I'm molding a leader, not squashing a spirit. I'm molding a leader...." Eegads.
6. Addicted to blog-reading. It was true a week ago and it's even true post-surgery. I had a little free time on my hand. My list of online reads grew. Don't judge me.
7. Do you know what Twitter is? Something to check out, technological junkies. Shelly, I actually found twitter on a blog.
8. Exercising the brain. Read an interesting article (in Time or US News?) on Alzheimers and preventing it. I want to find the article online...but needless to say, I'm taking up Soduku (sp?) and other challenging brain games. It's increases the frontal lobe power...one of the first places to atrophy with age. Social networking is a huge stimuli for the brain as well. Keeping her sharp and running well. A small fear of mine.
9. I am grateful for my job and the flexibility to come back half days this week. Such a blessing. Huge.
10. I am perplexed by an ex-husband who thinks it is perfectly logical to suggest daycare for his children at the home of his girlfriend - whom he left his ex-wife for. Seriously. I wish I could send him this blog. I'll pray for him later.
11. The World Vision Report. If you've never listened (and I know none of you have), you should. It's journalism. Stories of poverty and injustice and hope. From around the world. www.worldvisionreport.org. Check it out. :)
12. Tim Keller. My new favorite online listen. Amazing and gifted teacher. www.redeemer.com. His sermons aren't free - but they are totally and completely worth it. Check him out.
And finally, I am looking forward to some sleep in moments. A weekend that I hope is filled with a little cleaning, a lot of accomplishment and not one sniffle of a cold. The remote (or the satellite?) on the tv in my blogging room (smile) is not working. Steel Magnolias is on and I cannot figure out how to turn it. Not that I really want to. It's one of my favorite movies. But I'll get wrapped up with Wheezer and Shelby and then she dies and I'll cry. Eight miles is going to arrive early tomorrow morning.
Be blessed!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
a personal challenge
I'm on the road to recouperation. Worked a partial day yesterday and was pretty wiped out yesterday. I'm hoping today holds more stamina. I have been sleeping some odd hours...this morning holding no exception. 1:30 am seems to be my hour of awakening.
Personal challenge. Nothing to do with a half marathon. My neighbor shared yesterday that her power bill is roughly one quarter of ours. I am married to the energy meiser of the U-S-of-Ay and have always assumed that our bills are low. Liz's bills are beyond low. I'm still wondering if she lives by candlelight.
I'd like to say that it's just the desire to preserve our earth and resources that is driving me to conserve. Instead, it's the taste of a challenge. I'm curious to see if it can be done in this family of 3. I'm gonna give it our best shot (ie family does not know yet of our challenge).
Not much else to report. In my early waking hours, I caught up a little bible study and a watched my fave show ... The Biggest Loser. Best episode of the season - hands down. And my black team was victorious. :0 whooya.
Time to sidle up to my new best friend - Tylenol. And if you stop by and the lights are off, we're home. Just a little crazy in the quest for a lowered power bill.
Personal challenge. Nothing to do with a half marathon. My neighbor shared yesterday that her power bill is roughly one quarter of ours. I am married to the energy meiser of the U-S-of-Ay and have always assumed that our bills are low. Liz's bills are beyond low. I'm still wondering if she lives by candlelight.
I'd like to say that it's just the desire to preserve our earth and resources that is driving me to conserve. Instead, it's the taste of a challenge. I'm curious to see if it can be done in this family of 3. I'm gonna give it our best shot (ie family does not know yet of our challenge).
Not much else to report. In my early waking hours, I caught up a little bible study and a watched my fave show ... The Biggest Loser. Best episode of the season - hands down. And my black team was victorious. :0 whooya.
Time to sidle up to my new best friend - Tylenol. And if you stop by and the lights are off, we're home. Just a little crazy in the quest for a lowered power bill.
Monday, February 25, 2008
The recliner becomes you...
;) Well, Monday was a better day on the post-surgery recovery trail. I spent most of the morning in bed/sleeping and became "upright" in the afternoon. I feel like my wits are returning. I'm still taking a pain pill in the evening (before bed), but seem to "do okay" on Tylenol. The sinus rinses are my most dreaded part of my day...but necessary.
A total sidenote..Hope felt so bad for me this morning, she made her own breakfast, brought me something as well--and brewed a cup of jo for me as well. She's a sweet girl--and it's not very often that I'm not up and about before she is. I was very thankful for my girl today, that's for sure.
The last five days have truly been a blur. I had great plans - visions of watching movies and catching up on some reading. ((snicker)) I did catch a little tv...but mostly I just slept. And slept some more. My family was happy to let me sleep - they tell me I was pretty cranky during those awake moments. Am guessing they are right. Hope has enjoyed a little freedom...since I have been snoozing in a recliner (set up in the guest room), she has enjoyed sleeping on the guest room bed, watching cartoons until all hours as I lie drugged and oblivious. :)
The Bravo channel seemed to be where I parked the most. I can't tell you what shows were actually drawing me there during lucid moments...but what I woke up to were all measure of wedding and matchmaking shows. The Millionare Matchmaker, Bridezillas, Bulging Brides, Rich Bride/Poor Bride, My Big Fat Fabulous Wedding...I'm not making these titles up! I managed to watch a few of the episodes and determined these brides-to-be must have been making bank to allow themselves to viewed in such a negative light. Eegads.
And now...as I prepare to retire for the evening...I had to turn into Oprah. Valerie Bertinelli is dishing on her new book and her life with Eddie VH. I'm disappointed. Why must my "one day at a time" star write a tell-all book like that? Eegads. The king and queen of rock and roll...sigh. What must Wolfgang (their son, for those of you who aren't the groupie I am) be thinking as all of this is dished? Or maybe he's lived and it's no new thing. Ms. B has become a new ager - in keeping with most of Opie's elect. Bleh, bleh, bleh. I still love Van Halen. That will just never change. Even if Eddie was a crummy husband. I guess karma may follow him...but Jesus always forgives. What would I do without that promise? Put that in your bonnet, Oprah (ps: I still love you 'favorite things' show!)
:) on the way to healing..k
A total sidenote..Hope felt so bad for me this morning, she made her own breakfast, brought me something as well--and brewed a cup of jo for me as well. She's a sweet girl--and it's not very often that I'm not up and about before she is. I was very thankful for my girl today, that's for sure.
The last five days have truly been a blur. I had great plans - visions of watching movies and catching up on some reading. ((snicker)) I did catch a little tv...but mostly I just slept. And slept some more. My family was happy to let me sleep - they tell me I was pretty cranky during those awake moments. Am guessing they are right. Hope has enjoyed a little freedom...since I have been snoozing in a recliner (set up in the guest room), she has enjoyed sleeping on the guest room bed, watching cartoons until all hours as I lie drugged and oblivious. :)
The Bravo channel seemed to be where I parked the most. I can't tell you what shows were actually drawing me there during lucid moments...but what I woke up to were all measure of wedding and matchmaking shows. The Millionare Matchmaker, Bridezillas, Bulging Brides, Rich Bride/Poor Bride, My Big Fat Fabulous Wedding...I'm not making these titles up! I managed to watch a few of the episodes and determined these brides-to-be must have been making bank to allow themselves to viewed in such a negative light. Eegads.
And now...as I prepare to retire for the evening...I had to turn into Oprah. Valerie Bertinelli is dishing on her new book and her life with Eddie VH. I'm disappointed. Why must my "one day at a time" star write a tell-all book like that? Eegads. The king and queen of rock and roll...sigh. What must Wolfgang (their son, for those of you who aren't the groupie I am) be thinking as all of this is dished? Or maybe he's lived and it's no new thing. Ms. B has become a new ager - in keeping with most of Opie's elect. Bleh, bleh, bleh. I still love Van Halen. That will just never change. Even if Eddie was a crummy husband. I guess karma may follow him...but Jesus always forgives. What would I do without that promise? Put that in your bonnet, Oprah (ps: I still love you 'favorite things' show!)
:) on the way to healing..k
no fun
recovering from sinus surgery = not a lot of fun. my family vacated the house a few times to give me a little peace. the pain pills take me far, far away--so per the doc's suggestion, i did tylenol only yesterday. i was in a lot of pain around 8 pm....think i should have taken something a little sooner. sweet relief came in the form of my pain pill.
i took today off of work - and am slightly worried for tomorrow (my scheduled return). i don't know if i'm ready to return, but will see how today goes. all i did was sleep yesterday. and could have slept some more.
hope is downstairs making me breakfast (toast - her specialty). :) she's been very sweet.
huge hopes for leaps and bounds on the the healing highway. :)
i took today off of work - and am slightly worried for tomorrow (my scheduled return). i don't know if i'm ready to return, but will see how today goes. all i did was sleep yesterday. and could have slept some more.
hope is downstairs making me breakfast (toast - her specialty). :) she's been very sweet.
huge hopes for leaps and bounds on the the healing highway. :)
Friday, February 22, 2008
grouchy grumpy gertrude
that's me. got the sinuses unpacked today. bleeding has stopped. i am highly irritable and not a lot of fun right now. i have tried holing up in the guest room, in the recliner that is now my bed and the tv...but someone seems to chase me down. :)
i'm hoping for a wee bit of sleep tonight. tried bypassing the pain medicine 'time' - but not sure we're there quite yet.
britney spears is regaining visitations rights. john mccain denies inappropriate relations with lobbyist and E's Guiliana got married on the island of capri. that's what i caught today between pain pills. :)
:)
i'm hoping for a wee bit of sleep tonight. tried bypassing the pain medicine 'time' - but not sure we're there quite yet.
britney spears is regaining visitations rights. john mccain denies inappropriate relations with lobbyist and E's Guiliana got married on the island of capri. that's what i caught today between pain pills. :)
:)
Thursday, February 21, 2008
rehab
:) no, this isn't amy winehouse coming at you. it's just me, recovering from sinus surgery.
i am so glad it is over. whew.
went into surgery about an hour late. was entertained by an anesthesiologist and male surgical nurse that should take their act on the road. unfortunately, i wasn't able to catch the end of their routine. something in my iv took me away.
spent 4 hours in the hospital recovering. ice chips were like manna from heaven and apple juice and vanilla pudding were like gold. crazy. the downside is that every time i stand up, my nose starts bleeding. i'm told it's normal (until i start bleeding and dont' stop). the little gauzey drip catcher i'm wearing totally adds to the post-surgical look i'm rocking. i'm not taking visitors today. i'll open the doors wide tomorrow...i promise. :)
we enjoyed a fabulous chicken enchilada dinner compliments of my consuela. we have more yummy meals waiting for us from the hands of both danielle and consuela. :) thank you, thank you ladies. we all ate. and enjoyed.
packing comes out tomorrow. pain medicine time in 20 minutes (and counting!!!). lee has been a great nursemaid, i have to say. it helps, i suppose that i am unable to move about without bleeding. i think we were all a little anxious about today...and are happy to be on zee uzer side of the surgery mountain.
thanks to everyone who has been praying for me/us..and for all the fun and encouraging text messages today. :) off to a tylox-induced la la land. :) k
i am so glad it is over. whew.
went into surgery about an hour late. was entertained by an anesthesiologist and male surgical nurse that should take their act on the road. unfortunately, i wasn't able to catch the end of their routine. something in my iv took me away.
spent 4 hours in the hospital recovering. ice chips were like manna from heaven and apple juice and vanilla pudding were like gold. crazy. the downside is that every time i stand up, my nose starts bleeding. i'm told it's normal (until i start bleeding and dont' stop). the little gauzey drip catcher i'm wearing totally adds to the post-surgical look i'm rocking. i'm not taking visitors today. i'll open the doors wide tomorrow...i promise. :)
we enjoyed a fabulous chicken enchilada dinner compliments of my consuela. we have more yummy meals waiting for us from the hands of both danielle and consuela. :) thank you, thank you ladies. we all ate. and enjoyed.
packing comes out tomorrow. pain medicine time in 20 minutes (and counting!!!). lee has been a great nursemaid, i have to say. it helps, i suppose that i am unable to move about without bleeding. i think we were all a little anxious about today...and are happy to be on zee uzer side of the surgery mountain.
thanks to everyone who has been praying for me/us..and for all the fun and encouraging text messages today. :) off to a tylox-induced la la land. :) k
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
a little anxiety
tomorrow is surgery day. sinus-style. i was more anxious today than necessary, i think. kind of surprised me. i'm glad to be home, preparing to go to bed. i'll be even happier to be in recovery tomorrow afternoon. yeesh.
it's been a long - but surprisingly good week. this week is "winter break" for hope - lee has been home all week with her. i've heard tales of chicken nuggets, ice cream movies and park trips and have some fun texted photos to boot. i, on the other hand, worked like a mad woman to wrap things up early for the week so I can detach and detangle myself from my desk for a spell. as i type this, i believe i did it.
lee's week off gave me the opportunity to hang out a bit with one of my peeps (danielle!). we dined on some fabulous greek food and dove into the depths of all things narrow. narrow path, that is. t'was fabulous.
tonight, i aided (and abeted?) my friend and neighbor, Liz - in setting up her myspace account. another one bites the dust. :) and we crooned to some of her fabulous 80s tunes on HER itunes. humpty dance? unskinny bop? rico suave? does it get any better than that? (stop laughing).
One of my other neighbors (Josie!) brought some of her fabulous meatballs my way. i was just in the swing of looking for a little something. i can't eat after midnight, you know. nor will i want to eat much of anything tomorrow. so i made up for some lost calories (um, no, i do not need this). did i mention that josie is italian? and coule market her most amazing sauce and meatballs. unbeeleevable....mmmm.
and now, i'm gearing up for bed. while watching my biggest loser/black team tank. i'm a little frustrated with the gipper. c'mon guys!
i've stayed steady with walking...about 2 miles each day -- with 4 on Sunday (after our whopper 6.5 miles). on hold until next week!
be blessed!!!
it's been a long - but surprisingly good week. this week is "winter break" for hope - lee has been home all week with her. i've heard tales of chicken nuggets, ice cream movies and park trips and have some fun texted photos to boot. i, on the other hand, worked like a mad woman to wrap things up early for the week so I can detach and detangle myself from my desk for a spell. as i type this, i believe i did it.
lee's week off gave me the opportunity to hang out a bit with one of my peeps (danielle!). we dined on some fabulous greek food and dove into the depths of all things narrow. narrow path, that is. t'was fabulous.
tonight, i aided (and abeted?) my friend and neighbor, Liz - in setting up her myspace account. another one bites the dust. :) and we crooned to some of her fabulous 80s tunes on HER itunes. humpty dance? unskinny bop? rico suave? does it get any better than that? (stop laughing).
One of my other neighbors (Josie!) brought some of her fabulous meatballs my way. i was just in the swing of looking for a little something. i can't eat after midnight, you know. nor will i want to eat much of anything tomorrow. so i made up for some lost calories (um, no, i do not need this). did i mention that josie is italian? and coule market her most amazing sauce and meatballs. unbeeleevable....mmmm.
and now, i'm gearing up for bed. while watching my biggest loser/black team tank. i'm a little frustrated with the gipper. c'mon guys!
i've stayed steady with walking...about 2 miles each day -- with 4 on Sunday (after our whopper 6.5 miles). on hold until next week!
be blessed!!!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
over the valley and through the hills...
That's right....today was 6.5 miles on the half marathon trail. "Wild Liz" mapped out a crazy route for Ginger and myself. 3.27 miles each way....over some good hills and alongside some big rigs. On a portion of the road, anyhow. Via a tip from Ginger, I joined "may my run" - when I searched for a route in Buckley, something entitled "crazy run" popped up. She did the work and recorded our route...see below.
I have shared more than once (and I promise, after this I will stop)...that the training I did for Chicago was on my lonesome. Today was another lesson in the beauty of group training. Yes, it's still work -- but having a troupe to face the rain, the hills and the crazy semi trucks with made the route a lot of fun. We stayed hydrated, snacked on our power bars and shared more than one laugh along the way.
As the evening rolls in, I'm a little stiff and the tops of my feet are sore (from the hills, I think). Am feeling accomplished...and ready for the week ahead (that involves sinus surgery). :)
I have shared more than once (and I promise, after this I will stop)...that the training I did for Chicago was on my lonesome. Today was another lesson in the beauty of group training. Yes, it's still work -- but having a troupe to face the rain, the hills and the crazy semi trucks with made the route a lot of fun. We stayed hydrated, snacked on our power bars and shared more than one laugh along the way.
As the evening rolls in, I'm a little stiff and the tops of my feet are sore (from the hills, I think). Am feeling accomplished...and ready for the week ahead (that involves sinus surgery). :)
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
your house is clean and crisp....uncluttered.
booya. that's right. a guest this evening said to us, "your house is so crisp and clean. uncluttered. it's nice."
oye. this man knows not that my husband is the neatnik of the century. while his comment was nice...i watched and listened to lee file it away in his brain. s'alright. i can only do what i can do. neatnik i am not. but crisp and clean, i must be, eh? :) i am the cleaner of this house. plus, we have only one chillun. and i make myself slightly insane trying to keep up. but i'm working on it.
today is neatnik, i mean, lee's birthday. i won't share his age...i was surprised to discover that he's a little sensitive about it. i'm about 7 months from that age that rhymes with 'shorty' - so i have little room to speak. i'm not freaking out...yet.
we had pie of the varietous sort. banana cream (eeeyuck) and chocolate cream (eeeyum). lee doesn't like cake. interestingly, neither does hope. i will confess right here and now that cake is one of my favorite things to grub on. or just the frosting alone. kind of sick - i know this. i still love it. we had ice cream and pizza too. but not at the same time. quite the spread. i dutifully ate a salad (only because I don't love pizza). um, and a small piece of pie. :)
i casually invited a few neighbors over to join us (hence the clean and crisp comment). lee isn't usually a fan of group gatherings and I wasn't really sure how it would all play out..but it ended up being a really nice night. the ladies are all partners in half-marathoning crime--so we shared and laughed about some of our road adventures. lee's doing the half marathon too, so he joined in on the chuckles. everyone caught up on last night's episode of "The Biggest Loser" thanks to our DVR/tivo....t'was good. :) lee headed up to bed (after the guests left!) saying that it was a nice night. mission accomplished, i think. he was blessed, i believe. :)
In the midst of this blog, I have taken a small break to bake 36 cupcakes for Hope's class party tomorrow. big hearts day. :) i think this will be my first and last year as room mama. i like it - but i don't really have the time. and i can't seem to do many things halfway. or plan myself to make the calls i need to so everything doesn't spout from my effort. eegads.
that's it. i just enjoyed some of my neighbor Josie's fabulous homemade spaghetti sauce. i couldn't resist. she brought some over for lee as a bday present. i think we all knew that i would be the only one enjoying the delicacy. so good.
this weekend is 6.5 miles on the halfmarathon trail. i'm on it like a bonnet. did a couple of miles this mornin'l. on the treadmill....of which i am so thankful for.
g'night! ;0
oye. this man knows not that my husband is the neatnik of the century. while his comment was nice...i watched and listened to lee file it away in his brain. s'alright. i can only do what i can do. neatnik i am not. but crisp and clean, i must be, eh? :) i am the cleaner of this house. plus, we have only one chillun. and i make myself slightly insane trying to keep up. but i'm working on it.
today is neatnik, i mean, lee's birthday. i won't share his age...i was surprised to discover that he's a little sensitive about it. i'm about 7 months from that age that rhymes with 'shorty' - so i have little room to speak. i'm not freaking out...yet.
we had pie of the varietous sort. banana cream (eeeyuck) and chocolate cream (eeeyum). lee doesn't like cake. interestingly, neither does hope. i will confess right here and now that cake is one of my favorite things to grub on. or just the frosting alone. kind of sick - i know this. i still love it. we had ice cream and pizza too. but not at the same time. quite the spread. i dutifully ate a salad (only because I don't love pizza). um, and a small piece of pie. :)
i casually invited a few neighbors over to join us (hence the clean and crisp comment). lee isn't usually a fan of group gatherings and I wasn't really sure how it would all play out..but it ended up being a really nice night. the ladies are all partners in half-marathoning crime--so we shared and laughed about some of our road adventures. lee's doing the half marathon too, so he joined in on the chuckles. everyone caught up on last night's episode of "The Biggest Loser" thanks to our DVR/tivo....t'was good. :) lee headed up to bed (after the guests left!) saying that it was a nice night. mission accomplished, i think. he was blessed, i believe. :)
In the midst of this blog, I have taken a small break to bake 36 cupcakes for Hope's class party tomorrow. big hearts day. :) i think this will be my first and last year as room mama. i like it - but i don't really have the time. and i can't seem to do many things halfway. or plan myself to make the calls i need to so everything doesn't spout from my effort. eegads.
that's it. i just enjoyed some of my neighbor Josie's fabulous homemade spaghetti sauce. i couldn't resist. she brought some over for lee as a bday present. i think we all knew that i would be the only one enjoying the delicacy. so good.
this weekend is 6.5 miles on the halfmarathon trail. i'm on it like a bonnet. did a couple of miles this mornin'l. on the treadmill....of which i am so thankful for.
g'night! ;0
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
bizarre foods?
I'm blogging while halfway watching "Bizarre Foods" with someone named Andrew 'something' on the travel channel. He's in the Philippines eating brown sugar coated bananas, deep fried chicken intestines on a stick and snail intestines. My gag reflex has been kicking in the whole time.
I'm absolutely not meant for international travel. Eegads. Or bizarre food travel. So to distract myself (ie Lee is watching the show) - I decided to do a little blogging.
Tomorrow is Lee's birthday. Day before Valentine's Day. We agreed to bag the day of love this year .... makes his birthday a bit easier. And after years of marriage and riding the edge of cynicism, Valentine's Day is much more than a pain in my tush. What a romantic, eh? :) We'll do cards. And eat leftover pizza and pie from Lee's bday.
I can't recall if I've blogged about my allergic reaction. I had one to some medicine I began taking last week. No fun. It's good to be "itch free" after four days of wondering if I was losin' my marbles.
Four paragraphs in, I don't have a lot to blog about. But it was a nice distraction from bizarre foods...that will be over in about 8 minutes. And as I turn my eye back to the screen, we're venturing into something about an underground river. I can only imagine what kind of delicacies this crazy "andrew" will unearth. Or find floating. bleh. Wait...birds nest inside a spelunking adventure. They eat them! Enough already.
McDonald's anyone? :)
I'm absolutely not meant for international travel. Eegads. Or bizarre food travel. So to distract myself (ie Lee is watching the show) - I decided to do a little blogging.
Tomorrow is Lee's birthday. Day before Valentine's Day. We agreed to bag the day of love this year .... makes his birthday a bit easier. And after years of marriage and riding the edge of cynicism, Valentine's Day is much more than a pain in my tush. What a romantic, eh? :) We'll do cards. And eat leftover pizza and pie from Lee's bday.
I can't recall if I've blogged about my allergic reaction. I had one to some medicine I began taking last week. No fun. It's good to be "itch free" after four days of wondering if I was losin' my marbles.
Four paragraphs in, I don't have a lot to blog about. But it was a nice distraction from bizarre foods...that will be over in about 8 minutes. And as I turn my eye back to the screen, we're venturing into something about an underground river. I can only imagine what kind of delicacies this crazy "andrew" will unearth. Or find floating. bleh. Wait...birds nest inside a spelunking adventure. They eat them! Enough already.
McDonald's anyone? :)
Saturday, February 9, 2008
feelin' a little blue...
it's true. i don't know why. just woke up that way. okay, i halfway know why - but nothing i could shake. or share with the blog. lee got up and ran his six and a half miles. after a week of not much half-marathon training, i fought with myself. folding laundry and wiping baseboards was about to become the excuse. finally forced myself out the door, and had firmly talked myself into going back home during mile 2.
enter liz. one of my marathon trainin' neighbors. she was coming right toward me. i had thoughts of keeping my headphones on and just giving the obligatory wave. not so. she found a new route. the route involved hills. did i want to join her. wait, did she make me join her? i can't recall.
regardless, i went. i confessed my blue state as we huffed and hooffed up hills and jogged like rockstars down the otherside. we spied some interesting characters. i'm certain one of them took note of liz and i for future serial killer prey. liz laughed as i shared this. liz is new to the crazy in my brain. i'll introducer her to more of my madness as the weeks progress. if my sisters are reading this, they are laughing out loud. or at least Katie is. she knows my crazy. and loves me anyhow.
back to the walk. as wer neared the 2nd time around (which was liz's 3rd), she agreed to go with me one more time. i sang the rocky theme for her. if she wasn't in before, she was then. who can resist rocky? especially whistled off of these lips?
i don't know if it was the new route (which was much needed), the challenge of the hills or the fact that my friend liz came along at a moment where i was about to cry 'uncle' and put my periwinkle self back to bed...but, the blues went bye-bye. or at least sat on the shelf for a spell.
and the lone ranger was very thankful for the support of a friend. :) in the form of four miles for me and six for her. i need to check on her tomorrow and make sure she's still my friend. hee-hee.
some friends of lee's mom and step-dad came by today. we've exchanged Christmas cards since Dottie died (10 years ago this year. insane, i say)...but that's about it. they're connecting with our family in august for vacation...and spent a few hours at our digs today. it was absolutely, posirootely lovely. a small glimmer of what life once was crashed in for a moment. still trying to marry that up with what now exists. it was so great to see them.
that's it. i have had a week of doctor poking and prodding and am in for another week of the same in various stages. sinus surgery is looming around the corner...along with some direction in some other undisclosed areas. don't worry, it's not cancer. just things i've been ignoring that need to be looked at. if there's anything to tell, rest assured that i will.
be blessed!
enter liz. one of my marathon trainin' neighbors. she was coming right toward me. i had thoughts of keeping my headphones on and just giving the obligatory wave. not so. she found a new route. the route involved hills. did i want to join her. wait, did she make me join her? i can't recall.
regardless, i went. i confessed my blue state as we huffed and hooffed up hills and jogged like rockstars down the otherside. we spied some interesting characters. i'm certain one of them took note of liz and i for future serial killer prey. liz laughed as i shared this. liz is new to the crazy in my brain. i'll introducer her to more of my madness as the weeks progress. if my sisters are reading this, they are laughing out loud. or at least Katie is. she knows my crazy. and loves me anyhow.
back to the walk. as wer neared the 2nd time around (which was liz's 3rd), she agreed to go with me one more time. i sang the rocky theme for her. if she wasn't in before, she was then. who can resist rocky? especially whistled off of these lips?
i don't know if it was the new route (which was much needed), the challenge of the hills or the fact that my friend liz came along at a moment where i was about to cry 'uncle' and put my periwinkle self back to bed...but, the blues went bye-bye. or at least sat on the shelf for a spell.
and the lone ranger was very thankful for the support of a friend. :) in the form of four miles for me and six for her. i need to check on her tomorrow and make sure she's still my friend. hee-hee.
some friends of lee's mom and step-dad came by today. we've exchanged Christmas cards since Dottie died (10 years ago this year. insane, i say)...but that's about it. they're connecting with our family in august for vacation...and spent a few hours at our digs today. it was absolutely, posirootely lovely. a small glimmer of what life once was crashed in for a moment. still trying to marry that up with what now exists. it was so great to see them.
that's it. i have had a week of doctor poking and prodding and am in for another week of the same in various stages. sinus surgery is looming around the corner...along with some direction in some other undisclosed areas. don't worry, it's not cancer. just things i've been ignoring that need to be looked at. if there's anything to tell, rest assured that i will.
be blessed!
Friday, February 8, 2008
Ellen, Papa Gikki and Blood Draws
First, I have to tell you that my memory is going fast. Short and the long.
Now what was I saying? (ha-ha. sort of).
A fairly uneventful week. I started recording Ellen. I know the evangelical masses (including myself) swagger over her lifestyle choice, but the girl does crack me up. And she can dance. Laughter and dancing. Two plus points in my book.
I record Beth Moore as well. Never fear.
Who is Papa Gikki? Only my favorite wholesome cookie in the world. Slightly high in calories, it is made of organic and natural ingredients. They don't have much of a shelf life (becaus they are so dandy and healthy - so hardly anyone sells them except for QFC in Enumclaw. I knew this and was so looking forward to having one with my iced americano with a dash of cream--right after my..
blood draw. Just down the road from the QFC in Enumclaw. Maybe there is someone in blogger land who enjoys this, but I would not be one of them. In fact, I lean so greatly toward the squeamish side, that fainting draws nigh as my red stuff is extracted. Lab work was on the docket for my morning. Fasting blood work, nonetheless. Being a woman with no visible veins, the back of my hand was the poking point of choice. A new and sensitive spot just between my knuckles. MAN alive! As you might imagine, coffee and Papa Gikki were a much-deserved treat. My mind started to wander to the next round of labs waiting for me on Friday of next week...along with the IV adventure prior to sinus surgery. I'll wait to begin obsessing over that one.
So that's it. I haven't kept up with any kind of walking regime at all this week. I just flat fell out of step (literally). I am going to double the mileage for tomorrow and hope to get back in the swing o' things. Hope and I are headed to Walgreens after school today for passport pictures and a hopeful adventure at Enumclaw City Hall for our passport application process. :)
If you're looking for a healthy treat, Papa Gikki is the best! :)
Now what was I saying? (ha-ha. sort of).
A fairly uneventful week. I started recording Ellen. I know the evangelical masses (including myself) swagger over her lifestyle choice, but the girl does crack me up. And she can dance. Laughter and dancing. Two plus points in my book.
I record Beth Moore as well. Never fear.
Who is Papa Gikki? Only my favorite wholesome cookie in the world. Slightly high in calories, it is made of organic and natural ingredients. They don't have much of a shelf life (becaus they are so dandy and healthy - so hardly anyone sells them except for QFC in Enumclaw. I knew this and was so looking forward to having one with my iced americano with a dash of cream--right after my..
blood draw. Just down the road from the QFC in Enumclaw. Maybe there is someone in blogger land who enjoys this, but I would not be one of them. In fact, I lean so greatly toward the squeamish side, that fainting draws nigh as my red stuff is extracted. Lab work was on the docket for my morning. Fasting blood work, nonetheless. Being a woman with no visible veins, the back of my hand was the poking point of choice. A new and sensitive spot just between my knuckles. MAN alive! As you might imagine, coffee and Papa Gikki were a much-deserved treat. My mind started to wander to the next round of labs waiting for me on Friday of next week...along with the IV adventure prior to sinus surgery. I'll wait to begin obsessing over that one.
So that's it. I haven't kept up with any kind of walking regime at all this week. I just flat fell out of step (literally). I am going to double the mileage for tomorrow and hope to get back in the swing o' things. Hope and I are headed to Walgreens after school today for passport pictures and a hopeful adventure at Enumclaw City Hall for our passport application process. :)
If you're looking for a healthy treat, Papa Gikki is the best! :)
Sunday, February 3, 2008
blogging on the brain
I haven't felt much like blogging lately. I read quite a few blogs in my spare time (ie I am addicted to all things blog). But none have inspired me. I don't know that I'm filled with inspiration even now, but I thought I'd jot some thoughts. Here they are - in no specific order.
Football=food. I am no fan of football--but have watched a few games this year with my guy. Willingly and with interest. Still not sure what those flags and downs mean. :) I believe today's Superbowl was my first. Ever. Not a very exciting game...(my comparison? Green Bay vs. Seahawks a few weeks ago). My sister in law was in town ... so she hung with us. We ate greasy pizza, spicy cheese dip with a shelf life of 300 years and some wings that claim to be hot. I drank a diet coke to balance things out. The very best thing about the Superbowl was....itunes. While I watched and visited - I managed to load about 20 CDs into itunes. :) No small feat.
Meet the Fockers. It's on right now. Post-superbowl. I love this movie. Nothing specific to share about why. Just tickles my funnybone. Robert de Niro is a crazy, maniacal father-in-law. My favorite scene is the truth serum. Not right, I know. "Yo soy Papa." Focker, out. Daddy Focker (aka Dustin Hoffman) holding a sit in, preparing to kick the snot out of Daddy DeNiro. The flick is almost over...and I sit, laughing out loud by my lonesome at almost every scene. Crazy. I know.
Speaking of movies. Do you know what movie I absolutely cannot figure out why so many folks love? The Notebook. I watched it. Was prepared to fall apart and weep. It did...nothing for me. I don't know why. There are other movies/love stories that touch me...even draw me to tears. Beaches. Steel Magnolias. Bridges of Madison County (I know, adulterous affair). The Notebook .... not so much. :) I also greatly disliked the movie "Spanglish." Partially, because I'm not a fan of Adam Sandler (ie I don't think he's even a little bit funny)...and partially because the neurotic Mom pushed too many of my buttons. Bleh. Two of my most loved flicks: "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"...and "13 Going on 30." Okay, and Oceans 11, 12 and 13 (and 14, 15, 16 to come). Why am I sharing all of this? Um, why am I blogging? Because I can. :) ha!
Half-marathon training. It's in full swing. Lee has been jogging many miles on the weekends. I have been walking many miles during the wee morning hours (ie treadmill) and around the hood on the weekends. Five miles was the scheduled goal for the weekend. I did it. Kept a 16.2 minute/mile pace and felt accomplished. And a little creaky and sore today. :) In a good way.
David. Is increasingly my favorite character in the bible. I'm learning more about him through a ministudy.
Forgiveness. It's a thick batch of quicksand. The only way to experience it is to grab onto it for dear life and leave the bitter behind.
Sinus surgery is just around the corner. I have another "minor procedure" happening toward the end of May. Great hopes are swirling that these two things will help in many different ways.
Hope Superbowl Sunday was filled with good things for you and your family.
k
Football=food. I am no fan of football--but have watched a few games this year with my guy. Willingly and with interest. Still not sure what those flags and downs mean. :) I believe today's Superbowl was my first. Ever. Not a very exciting game...(my comparison? Green Bay vs. Seahawks a few weeks ago). My sister in law was in town ... so she hung with us. We ate greasy pizza, spicy cheese dip with a shelf life of 300 years and some wings that claim to be hot. I drank a diet coke to balance things out. The very best thing about the Superbowl was....itunes. While I watched and visited - I managed to load about 20 CDs into itunes. :) No small feat.
Meet the Fockers. It's on right now. Post-superbowl. I love this movie. Nothing specific to share about why. Just tickles my funnybone. Robert de Niro is a crazy, maniacal father-in-law. My favorite scene is the truth serum. Not right, I know. "Yo soy Papa." Focker, out. Daddy Focker (aka Dustin Hoffman) holding a sit in, preparing to kick the snot out of Daddy DeNiro. The flick is almost over...and I sit, laughing out loud by my lonesome at almost every scene. Crazy. I know.
Speaking of movies. Do you know what movie I absolutely cannot figure out why so many folks love? The Notebook. I watched it. Was prepared to fall apart and weep. It did...nothing for me. I don't know why. There are other movies/love stories that touch me...even draw me to tears. Beaches. Steel Magnolias. Bridges of Madison County (I know, adulterous affair). The Notebook .... not so much. :) I also greatly disliked the movie "Spanglish." Partially, because I'm not a fan of Adam Sandler (ie I don't think he's even a little bit funny)...and partially because the neurotic Mom pushed too many of my buttons. Bleh. Two of my most loved flicks: "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"...and "13 Going on 30." Okay, and Oceans 11, 12 and 13 (and 14, 15, 16 to come). Why am I sharing all of this? Um, why am I blogging? Because I can. :) ha!
Half-marathon training. It's in full swing. Lee has been jogging many miles on the weekends. I have been walking many miles during the wee morning hours (ie treadmill) and around the hood on the weekends. Five miles was the scheduled goal for the weekend. I did it. Kept a 16.2 minute/mile pace and felt accomplished. And a little creaky and sore today. :) In a good way.
David. Is increasingly my favorite character in the bible. I'm learning more about him through a ministudy.
Forgiveness. It's a thick batch of quicksand. The only way to experience it is to grab onto it for dear life and leave the bitter behind.
Sinus surgery is just around the corner. I have another "minor procedure" happening toward the end of May. Great hopes are swirling that these two things will help in many different ways.
Hope Superbowl Sunday was filled with good things for you and your family.
k
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