Thursday, November 29, 2012

Ah, Screw It. I'm back.

Yes,
I'm back.
Already.
Blogging is the ONE selfish thing that an overworked mom gets in this house, so damnit, I'm blogging.

Nothin' too deep is coming from within.
I'm keeping a healthy distance from all taboo topics.

But, I'm back.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

I'm done.

I'm checking out for a while.

Anything I say will likely be held against me by one of a million people so I'm done.

Over and out.

Monday, November 26, 2012

November 17th thru 26th . . . Super Thankful

17th . . . .

Thankful for success.  One meet.  One event.  The most important medal of the season.  Go Middle!  Third place on bars this weekend!  Whoop-whoop!!


18th . . .

Thankful for bags.  Who would have thought a little company that sells bags could make me so happy. Working for Thirty-One is the easiest job I've ever had.  It's a hobby.  It's a job.  It's such easy money.  I had two shows today.  Both were great successes.  I'm thankful for this hobby-job!  Thirty-One has had this great incentive running for the last seven weeks and I've hit several of them and I love, love, love the free stuff and incentive gifts!

19th . . .

Holiday Break.  I am so, so, so thankful for holiday breaks.  I can't wait to have several consecutive days off with my kids.  I'm looking forward to the rest!

20th . . .

Lists.  I'm thankful for lists and for how great I feel when I cross something off of mine.

21st . . .

Lifting.  I'm thankful I can lift stuff again. I think I'm healing.  The week after surgery, the hot water heater starting spraying water out of the top.  Awesome.  That meant clearing out the hoarder room.  Wait.  What?  You don't have a hoarder room?  It's that storage room-slash-deal with it later kind of room.  I call mine the blue room because it has blue tile in it or the hoarder room, because I feel like a hoarder when I walk in there.  Anyway, the long and short of it is that I'm thankful for being able to lift stuff so that I can start to pick up the basement and clean up the hoarder room.

22nd . . .

Thankful for Thanksgiving.  We had three guests at our house.  I did turkey.  MOTH is continually bitchin' about dry turkey.  So, I had a great idea this Thanksgiving.  You've heard of beer can chicken, right?  The moistest, most lovely chicken ever.  But there's no beer can turkey alternative.  But, I busted out a bunch of syringes on Turkey Day AM and gave them to the kids.  We injected the HELL out of our bird.  I taught the kids how to give all kinds of shots:  IM, SQ   . . . They had a ball and our bird was SO moist and delicious!

23rd . . .

Internet shopping.  I love the ease of internet shopping.  I'm never a black Friday person, but I do like a cyber-deal.

24th . . .

Hiking, open space and great parks.  I've taken the kids hiking twice during this holiday week.  The weather has been gorgeous and we couldn't help but go out and play.  We bouldered and climbed and hiked and ran.  One our first outing, we made it home with only one major fall.  Middle crashed into a ravine.  And on the second outing, we made it through the canyon, brush and trail with no falls and then Mimi crashed on the sidewalk right up from our house.   Still, bandaids and first aid kits aside, it was darn good to be outside.

25th . . .

Thankful for a birthday wish list that I can do.  Middle wants a room makeover.  I can totally do that.  I'm working on it and am almost done.   Mimi wants a new pink leotard.  Little's language of love is toys.  I guess he's little still.  I'm thankful for a do-able thing.  I think I can make them all happy.

26th . .

Thankful for the kids to be back in school today, too.  As much as I loved the break, I'm ready to get back into the grind.  Only four weeks until the next break.  I can't wait!!!


Monday, November 19, 2012

Olympic Toes & Itsy Dotted Fingers




November 16th

Thankful for blue skies in the crisp cool autumn air.
I love fall.
I love this tree.
I think I post this every year.
Fall is too short.  Between the time I took this picture and put it on my desktop to blog it and today, the leaves are all gone and the grass is dead and ugly.  Still, I love fall.


November 15th

Thanksgiving.
I'm thankful for the idea of Thanksgiving.

I'm not a fan of the big holiday meal.  The best Thanksgiving meal we EVER had was in Breckenridge at a pizza place called Eric's.  If I had my druthers, I'd have pizza for Thanksgiving and forget the bird.  However, my sweet, sweet mother is a turkey lover and as long as she's sharing a holiday meal with us, it just won't be the same if she doesn't get the bird.

MOTH isn't a poultry fan at all.  He says he doesn't like the DRY.   That doesn't apply to me anyway, 'cause my bird is far from dry.  He doesn't like the stringy.  That I get.  I don't either.  I really despise meat that is on the bone.  It willies me out.  That's all.  I'm all for a good portion of protein.  I just prefer it to be without the infrastructure.

But I AM thankful for the IDEA of a holiday meal with family.  I am thankful for the break from school and the money it takes to buy all the damn fixin's for a holiday meal.

Bock bock.

November 14th

Thankful in photos.
I really love this dog.
Yea, he's hairy.  He sheds all over everything and he's a mess, but he is the kindest soul with the most gentle heart.  Of ALL the dogs I've loved before, I really love this one a lot!


November 13th

I haven't posted every gory detail about Middle, Middle's back fracture, Middle's emotional turmoil in dealing with the back fracture, shortened practices, not being able to do ANYTHING.  I've kept some of it inside, because, to be honest, it's been quite painful.  As a momma, it's been very painful to watch her in emotional pain.  The physical pain quickly abated with rest, but the emotional sting of being out for the season, feeling un-included and not a part of the bigger picture was downright dreadful.

For a ten year old gymnast, whose circle of comfort includes school, backyard & gym, having that chunk missing or altered for that much time was like a mid-life crisis for her.  I wish I could have bought her a tiny red sports car as a band aid for the pain.

But . . . .

I'm really proud of the growth and effort and the athlete she will be in the long run . . . learning to deal with a severe injury now is probably a good thing.

She's at 10 weeks, officially.  Ten weeks since diagnosis.  This weekend, Friday night to be specific, is the last qualifying meet of the season.  She won't qualify for state.  She can't compete all-around, but she's pushed through and gotten clearance to compete bars at this meet.  Just bars.  And she's happy with that.

I am too.   So, today's thankful challenge   . . . I'm thankful that Middle is getting better!

Here's her full set from the gallery . . . .

video

Monday, November 12, 2012

November 12th

Little was up barfing 7 times last night.  Every 40 minutes, give or take a little.  Today, I'm thankful for coffee.  I'm thankful for running water and a flushing toilet.  I'm thankful for a washing machine so that I can wash stuff on hot instead of having to go bang sheets on a rock at the creek to clean them.  I'm thankful for the power of pharmacy.  I'm thankful for TV, so that his barfy little body can be stationed in one spot and occupied.  Watching The Avengers softens the blow of not being able to go rock climbing today.  Also, because I was up with him (what seemed a zillion times) last night, I'm thankful to not be having a new baby.  Clearly, I am TOO old for middle of the night waking.  I'm a freakin' zombie today.

November 11th

I'm thankful for veterans who have so bravely fought for our country.  I'm thankful for their courage and selflessness.  I'm thankful to know lots of veterans so I get to thank them alot.  And I'm thankful our country has a Veteran's Day.  Boy, do they deserve it.

November 10th

I'm thankful my son will still hug me in public.  Or in front of his classmates.  Like when I'm the mystery reader in his class and I get the kids all amped up by reading Skippy JonJones in my best Mexican accent.  They hoot and holler and laugh and then he hugs me to thank me for coming.  I'm thankful for hugs from my little man.  I love them.

November 9th

I'm thankful that the blasted election is over.

November 8th

I'm thankful for my health.  Well, I'm not exactly healthy quite yet.  I'm still squishy as heck and I haven't worked out since September 19.  My doctor still says not yet.  So I'm waiting patiently, but doing lots of walking.  Point is, I'm thankful for my overall health.  Overall, I'm super healthy.

Thursday, November 08, 2012

November 7th

I'm thankful for rawhide chewies.

They keep Moose and Tana so busy.

On mornings when the kids are all at school and I'm sitting at my desk pounding on my keyboard, there's a satisfaction I can scarcely describe that comes from the gentle hum of the dishwasher, the slosh of the washing machine, the tap of my keyboard and the sound of a satisfied pooch hunkered down under my desk working on a rawhide chewie.

November 6th

I'm thankful for tiny little elementary students in four classes at our local elementary school.  I'm thankful that they gave me their listening ears and were willing to hear about our local Veteran heroes.  I'm especially thankful for the beautiful handmade cards they created.  I'm thankful for their warm sentiments and the time they gave to making cards for all of the residents at The Colorado State Veterans Nursing Home in Walsenburg.  Mailing that bundle of cards made me feel like a rock star for orchestrating the program and made me think that my daddy might be smiling down on me from heaven.

November 5th

I'm thankful for being able bodied.  I'm thankful for being able to do things I want to do   . . . accomplish stuff I want to get done without having to wait for help.  Am I really thankful for my stubborn streak.  Here's what I'm getting at.  Middle is asking for a room makeover for her 11th birthday.  She's given me creative liberty and I'm working on it.  I really love how it's coming out, but I needed the bed that is currently in Mimi's room to go back to Little's and his bunks put back together.  I needed the bed that is currently in Middle's room taken apart, moved and put back together in Mimi's room.  Confusing, I know.  But MOTH has been working non-stop and has had late nights and early mornings this week.  I haven't seen him since late last week aside to pass like ships in the nights.  So I did it.  I moved mattresses, took beds apart, hauled what needed hauling and put it back together.  There.  Done.  Stubborn streak burning hot.  And I-am-woman-hear-me-roar blazing.  I'm thankful for being able bodied enough to get my shit done.

November 4

I'm thankful for Thirty-One.  I'm thankful for Cindy.  I'm thankful for the women who are making a difference in the lives of so many more women.  I'm thankful for paying it forward.  I'm thankful for their great attitude.

Sunday, November 04, 2012

November 3

I'm thankful for elements of a homemade Christmas.  I started knitting.  Yes, well, you know me and knitting.  I have a short attention span, so I make washcloths.  Really, it's just a ploy to keep myself from eating at night.  I tend to snack and ingest countless calories if my  hands aren't busy.  This is why I sketch and knit and paint and pick my nails.  It's all in efforts to keep food out of my mouth.

I set out to make a few gifts.  Not washcloths.  These:


It's this lovely, lacy, spiral scarf.  They are unbelievably easy to make and they knit up really quickly.  It's taking about three hours to churn one out from start to finish.  Well, it wasn't long after the first one was made that Middle wrapped her face it in and begged to wear it to school.  It's purple and pink with a little navy blue and it looked perfect with her peacoat.  Gift, schmift, I figured and let her.  By chance, the same day, I talked to four classes at school and wore in the one pictured above.  I just like this one a lot.  Great colors.  And in that day, I sold SIX of them.  Took orders for four more.  I'm supplementing holiday income with handmade scarves.  And in an October and November that are full of post-op appointments, orthodontics, physical therapy and asthma meds, I'm really glad to have the cash.   I'm really glad that I know how to knit and that something other than washcloths is adding a little zing to our holiday budget.

I haven't been reading much . . . .

. . .  so this is easy to keep up.

The last two additions are

Those Who Save Us by Jenna Blum
And
Postcards from Berlin by Margaret Leroy

I really liked both of them.  Those Who Save Us was phenomenal and I read right to the last page, including the acknowledgments.  It was a great book.  Postcards from Berlin was a slow start, a fabulous middle and the worst ending ever.  I finished it right before bed and I remember sitting up and ranting to MOTH a little about how much the ending sucked.  I couldn't believe it was over.  Just like that.  Bad, bad, bad.  So many loose strings.

I'm reading The Soldier's Wife right now . . . . and after this one, I think I'll give the WWII genre a rest for a while.  I have a long, long list of books I want to read right now . . . .

November 2

I'm thankful for work.  Perhaps I needed to see that in print to reset my attitude, but all in all, I am ever-so-thankful for my job.  In a world where so many folks can't seem to find ONE job, a fact that still kind of amazes me .. . . I'm very grateful to have income from my job.  Well, both of them.

Saturday, November 03, 2012

Thankful Challenge . . . November 1st

It goes like this:  every day from November 1st until Thanksgiving, post one thing that you are thankful about. One thing.  

The first days are the easiest, and I'm not even copping out.  

November 1st . . . . my family.  I'm thankful for my family.  Instead of taking the whole first week to be thankful for each one, I'm just thankful for the whole crazy lot right here on November 1st.  I'm thankful for MOTH, my ever-so-grouchy husband.  I'm thankful for Big:  the easy way that giant tears fill her eyes and how they run down her cheeks in rivers when she's touched or hurting for someone else.  I'm thankful for her soft side and for the tough exterior that she's beginning to develop.  I'm thankful for her kick-ass attitude and for her commitment to working so hard at school.   I'm thankful for Middle.  Middle is a grump, like her dad, and I'm certain they are put in my life to help me learn to deal with introverted, glass-mostly-empty people who wake up with a scowl on their faces and go to bed with a thorn in their ass.  After all, could the world really handle us all if we were as happy as me?  I'm thankful for Middle's healing back and spirit.  I'm thankful that she MIGHT get clearance to compete bars at the next meet on November 16th.  Might.  I'm not holding my breath, but it would make her season.  I'm thankful, even after I drug my feet, that she joined the band and is playing the clarinet.  It is causing her to connect with other girls and broaden her net of friends, and I fear that she'll need that if she continues with gymnastics.  More friends in other arenas.  She'll definitely need that.  I'm thankful for the Boy.  God-bless, he's a lot of work right now, but I'm thankful for him anyway.  His volume is always up on six-zillion-decibels and I think HE thinks his name might be, "buddy-soften-your-voice."  I'm thankful that he's beginning to think ahead (well, sometimes) and I'm ever-so-thankful that he can amuse himself with a rock and a stick, a nerf gun or a tree.  The boy needs no toys, so he's happy with anything.  Thank the Gods.   And then there's Mimi.  I'm positively smitten with that little person.  I love her scowly face, just like Middle and I love, love, love that she is beginning to blossom in school.  She's a brilliant little girl that is joyful company.  I'm so thankful to have a little person in my life.  

I'm thankful for the bloody bunch of them.  Two nights this week, I made dinner for a family of four and it was painfully quiet at the table.  It seemed like the whole woodwinds section of our orchestra was missing.  It brought like to how much I love and value them ALL.  Collectively and individually. 

There you have it.  
November 1st.  
I'm thankful for my family.