Would You Like Some Cheese?

There are few things that, at my age, I would think are completely odd.  You know what I'm talking (writing) about.  Those things that just are not ok at 30 (well not quite, but really close).  Dressing in rainbow tights and mini skirts for one, that is more of a high schooler's look.  To still have no direction in life (ie completing your fourth degree and still not using any of them professionally) isn't ok at my age.  Having a goal in life is important, even if it just extends to next month, that is good enough.  Just to have something to reach for is good.  Another thing that is just not ok at my age is major health problems.  I'm not talking broken leg or tendinitis.  I'm talking major health issues, the ones that don't allow you to live your daily life.  When something happens and you can't do your normal routine.  If this thing keeps going for longer than a week, then it is a major health issue in my mind.  For myself, it has been nearly four weeks.  Misery is a good way to put it.  Unable to do anything for any length of time.  There is a lot of sitting involved.  At least the sewing room is getting well loved.  It is just so tiring to do anything.  Loading the dishwasher requires a 45 minute recuperation period.  Keeping up with the kids is like running 5 back to back marathons.  To be honest, quitting isn't an option, but I sure would like this to end.  Going from a very active lifestyle to a whole lot of sitting really really stinks. 

Ok, I'm done whining.  I'll post something happy tomorrow.

Lucky Number

So, since I'm sure that you all have been waiting with bated breath to hear all about Mr O's birthday, here it is.  Mr O is now one year older, and supposedly one year wiser, but that is up for debate.  He's still the kid that loves challenges of any kind, Legos, anything with a little bit of engineering involved, and learning.  So for his day he got quite the load of enjoyable stuff.  A kit of fun things to do with light; refracting, different colors of light, rainbows, and more.  The prism and flashlight are a big hit, now he can make things have rainbows on them.  Another fun kit full of different simple electronics to build.  That one is going to be fun, he wants to skip all the way to the motor at the end.  Peaches gifted a Lego fire truck set that has already been assembled and played with enough to douse any fire within a 10 block radius. 

 A fuzzy blanket and wallet have disappeared into the depths of the room, and are getting well loved.  The noisy toy (yes there is one) thankfully isn't that noisy.  And also came with instructions on how to build a very very cool roller coaster.  So, construction has completed and the roller coaster car has done enough loops and turns to make even the most practiced thrill seeker ill.  Now we're listening to minor changes being made and practice runs being taken.  We'll see how long it takes for him to come down for breakfast...

Shake it Again Please!

The first snow of the season always seems magical.  In a sense, it is.  The snow falls lending a surreal quality to the world.  Small bits of frozen water, changing the world one tiny bit at a time.  The muffling quality of snow also lends to the other-worldliness.  While the snow is falling, as well as the snow on the ground, it makes any noises that are heard seem soft and forgiving.  The only way to get anyone's attention is to yell, and even then you may not be heard.  As the tiny flakes fall to the ground the cover the ugliness.  Slowly but surely covering up the blemishes and ugly parts of the world.  Lending to everything a new life full of beauty and love.

Retrospect

I'm sorry for not posting much, but I'm just not up to it.  My energies have been focused on staying strong for my family.  Yes, I'm still in a lot of pain.  No, we still don't know why.  No, it is not my heart, that is behaving as normal as it always does.  So, this is me letting you know, I'm here, but I'm taking some time.  Cheers!

Officially Official

So I really do have the best man on earth for my husband.  Not only has he taken time off of work to help out here at home, but he has re-arranged his work week so that he can take the kids to school this week.  Wow.  I mean really, WOW!  This man has gone above and beyond.  The house is clean, the laundry is done, and the dog got a bath.  This wonderful man of mine has been going to work, coming home, and then doing my job(s).  He is amazing!  And then, to top it all off, he gave me a wonderful massage.  My Handsome man is amazing.  He truly is the most wonderfully amazing awesome man.  I am so blessed that he chose me.  Thank you, Handsome, for everything. 

Red Frosting

So as a few of you who know me personally have found out, I'm having some health problems right now.  Not to play up how severe this is, but it is my heart.  It hurts.  Bad.  It is painful enough that I take percocet.  Now, I'm not a pill popper, never have been.  I take two advil for a severe headache.  But this is bad enough that nothing else helps.  And percocet only takes the pain down by about half.  It's a lot of pain.  I am unable to function.  Walking is challenging, stairs are horrendous.  Forget about laundry and dishes.  Each breath that I take and beat of my heart is excruciating.  In all honesty I put the pain above what labor and delivery was like, and I did that unmedicated.  But, and here's the fun part: nothing is wrong with me.  Nothing.  I've gone through many tests, blood tests, electrical scans, even an ultrasound of my heart.  Everything has come back clean.  I'm the picture of health and vitality.  Exept for all the pain and being unable to do anything.  Now as you can imagine, this has become increasingly more frustraiting as time goes on with test after test coming back clean and the pain not going away or decreasing at all. 

The doctors shake their heads and tell me to go home.  But I still hurt.  And the next doctor that tells me it's all in my head is going to get kicked.  Hard.  In the shin. 

No, not really.  But I might dream about it.

So, this is me, shouting out that I'm tired of being tired.  I'm tired of not being able to take care of my family.  But most of all, I'm tired of hurting.  I want this pain to go away.  Please.  All I want is an answer. 

Please.

Glitz

There is something that has really irritated me for years.  No, not the kids, though they do make a good effort there.  It's the Christmas seasonal stuff.  Each year it seems that the decorations, commercials, and gift ideas start earlier and earlier.  This year I noticed an entire isle dedicated to Christmas stuff...Right next to the Halloween stuff in early October.  October.  Why is Christmas stuff getting put out in early October?  Really, that makes absolutely no sense to me.  It means that the kids are going to start writing their Santa lists early, they are going to start begging for the tree to be put up early, and I have a very firm rule of no Christmas stuff until after Thanksgiving.  It just really bothers me that Thanksgiving, which is a wonderful holiday, does not get much attention.  Yes, I do realize that Thanksgiving isn't a holiday for big decorations.  But still, that doesn't mean that it should be completely ignored.  I guess I'm a little traditional about it.  But I also believe that Christmas isn't a holiday, it is an attitude.  A way to live.  Christmas is about the joy of giving, and that is something that can be done any time that you see a need.  I guess what really bugs me isn't so much that the Christmas stuff is out, and has been for a while, it is that the "I want" and "gimme" attitudes of most people are already ramping up for the coming "what will I get under the tree this year" season.  The Christmas season has seen many changes over time.  It used to be all about giving.  Now it seems to have morphed into how big, how expensive, and how many will a person get.  It seems that people have forgotten how much joy can be had with the simple gift of love.  It isn't about the stuff, the decorations, food, or presents.  It is about the joy and caring that anyone can experience just by giving a hug.  A gift from the heart.