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The forecast is for lots of rain today through tomorrow, but very little, if any snow. I’ll take it. We can just snuggle down and enjoy being warm and dry in our home today.
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We will, of course, watch the Super Bowl. I’m hoping for a nail-biting game where we don’t know who the winner will be until the very last. Since we don’t even use the same salt, you KNOW my husband and I are rooting for opposite teams. I’m hoping the Kansas City Chiefs will win. I got caught up with the Kelce brothers last year at the Super Bowl and have followed both, and their mom ever since.
Perversely, if the Chiefs get far ahead, I’ll switch and root for the 49er’s, wanting a really competitive game between the best of the best. I realize this penchant for switching allegiances and sides could get me killed, so I’m only mentioning it to YOU – q u i e t l y. Shhh!
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I don’t cook on Super Bowl days. I declare a one-meal-strike every year on this day. I’ll nuke some hot dogs and serve a drink and chips with them. We eat hot dogs very rarely, so this will be a real treat for several reasons. :0)
When I do my yoga practice in the afternoons, I’m constantly reminded of one of the cereals I ate in childhood, Sugar Pops. The ad talked about the ‘snap, crackle, and pop’ the cereal made after you poured milk on it in the bowl – even adding the sound effect to the ad. I loved the cereal, put EXTRA sugar on it, devouring it with gusto. They had prizes in the bottom of the box ( as did several other cereals for kids back then) and my mom had a firm rule we had to eat our way down to the prize. Interesting memories with what we’ve learned about nutrition since then.
My body is the cereal. No milk needed for the snapping, crackling, and popping to begin. Even my husband remarks about it as HE sits in his chair watching me…
I CAN feel some improvement in my stretching, though. I remind myself that Cat Kabira – the wonderful lady who made the Old Lady Stretching Videos (actually called “Gentle Yoga for Seniors”) to which I refer – says that stretching TOWARD your goal – and breathing into it – is as good for your body as actually reaching the goal. The stretching and relaxation is what is important.
I may be noisy, but I’m doing something good for myself. :0)
It’s overcast here. Rain is supposed to start this evening, going all day tomorrow, maybe mixing with some snow. GREAT time to just cover our heads and zone out.
I had a nice chat with our son this morning. Even though he’s across the world from us, we chat several times each week, leaving messages, pictures, questions, etc., and occasionally hitting the chat program at the same time, as we did this morning, to chat real time. That’s particularly nice.
It feels good to know he’s doing what he wants to do. He has chosen a spot to live that seems to be as safe as possible in our world today. He has a nice place to live and is very comfortable. He can spend his days as he likes, doing what he finds interesting. He is content. That’s as good as it gets, from my point of view and I’m SO happy for him.
I hope you’re having a happy Friday. My husband has been sleeping in this morning and just now got up. Amber wanted to bother him, but I managed to keep her downstairs and reasonably quiet. Shhhhh!
We’re supposed to get quite a bit of rain this weekend, particularly on Sunday. We’re pretty well stocked up right now, so we’ll ride out whatever comes, planning – like lots of other folks – to enjoy the Super Bowl Sunday.
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Lunch Bunch seems to be a thing of the past, though I’m having a hard time letting go. I’m finding out, one week at a time, that if I don’t initiate the calls, I don’t get any telling us the others won’t be there. Our situations have made it so it’s hard to get together now. Grudgingly, the end of an era.
My husband just came down. He was wearing a tee for the first time since he fell. I don’t know how hard it was for him to get it on, but it’s a huge step for him. He said he slept well, and thinks he was able to sleep on his left side (his broken collarbone side). I’m just glad he looks rested.
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I’ve done my yoga practice three days this week so far. I’m feeling a bit more loose now and not so sore. After awhile I’ll get our mail and go grab some things from the grocery and then get on with the rest of our day.
I’m so impressed that people can do portraits of pets that look so real you almost expect their fur to blow in the breeze or the pet to turn and look at you. Marcelo Rocha adds attitude, trying to capture the personality of the pet. His work makes me FEEL. I think he’s beyond amazing.
My husband has mentioned a couple of times now how much better he feels now that he got a haircut and beard trim for our miracle-worker, Michael Remillard – Tangles 479-357-9305. Today I’m hoping he can perform a miracle on ME, too. :0)
Normal day, otherwise, of getting dinner in the crock pot, doing my yoga stretches, and MAYBE getting up to my art room for a bit this afternoon. The days revolve around making my husband as comfortable as possible and making sure he doesn’t overdo since he broke his collarbone falling on the ice in our driveway. His recovery time is 10 to 12 weeks, according to the orthopedic surgeon. Sunday will mark Week 3.
I’ve been enjoying playing on the net, where I continue to find wonderfully talented people whose work I can share with you. I’m just thrilled to share the same planet.
Today is a big day for us. I’m taking my husband for his first haircut in several weeks. Since he usually gets one every third week, he is really feeling ready to feel a bit more in control again. He continues to heal well, though his black and yellow bruising from his left shoulder down almost to his waist is still quite impressive. He is in MUCH less pain and is getting around by himself now.
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Yesterday afternoon I did my yoga practice for the first time in quite awhile. Even though I was really stiff and sore, it felt good. Now that my husband is more steady, I’ll try to do this every day. It was fun to put a sparkly silver star on my desk calendar yesterday. :0)
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I’m down 18 pounds from my worst now. I’m hoping that I’ll be able to concentrate on getting MYSELF under better control now that our crisis has passed. With our weather being super nice in the afternoons, maybe I can take advantage of the unusual February weather and start walking around in our yard, as well as the yoga stretching.
Good morning! Our weather is so nice here that I’m almost afraid to say anything – that it will jinx it. It’s quite spring-like, and I’m really, really enjoying it. Shhhh! (Fingers crossed)
I’m hoping for a quiet day. My husband didn’t rest well last night, so I’m hoping he can rest a lot during the day today. I’m trying to stay quiet so that he can sleep in his recliner.
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Now that he’s doing better overall, though, I’m going to try to do my yoga practice this afternoon. My body is feeling the fact that I haven’t been. I’m hoping the practice will help me loosen up again.
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If this goes well, I’ll plan to try to spend some time in my art room. It seems like it has been forever since I’ve spent time up there. I’m in the middle of a piece I started wood burning. It’s patiently waiting for me…
Our minister said, “Jade was born, lived a little while, and then died.”
The doctor said she was ‘perfect’ at her two month checkup. She got her shots, we brought her home. I went to a class in Tulsa that night, having gone stir-crazy trying to take care of Jade plus our 2-year-old son, Brian. My husband was baby sitting.
I came home to the house ablaze with lights. My in-laws’ car was in the driveway. Jade was gone. My husband was crying. My in-laws had gone through the house, gathering everything and putting it out of sight, trying to spare me. Our son came into the living room with Jade’s blanket. He went to the trash can, put the blanket in, and said, “Broken.”
She was ‘perfect,’ but she was gone. She died of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS). They could explain little about it. They STILL can’t explain it all these years later.
I learned several things –
Your life is never the same
Nothing hurts as badly as losing your child
The importance of all else pales in comparison
There is something way down inside each of us that allows/compels us to survive – even with a hole the size of a cannon ball right through the middle of you. With us, after we each seriously considered suicide, it was each other and our son.
I still have to admit that I resent the idea people told me that ‘it was God’s will.’ I’m sorry, but I can’t handle it, even all these years later, that someone that powerful would do something like that. It might be comforting to some, but not to me.
I look at the world differently. When I’m ready to toss my husband into a hole in the back yard because he has used up my last thread of patience, I realize how lucky we are to have had each other for what will be 55 years in June.
I value my friends, my loved ones, even more. I realize how short life can be and how important it is to let each of them know how important they are to you.
I still can’t hold a baby without crying – afraid for him or her. I still worry when I see a mother with a new baby, holding my breath and so glad there are monitors now.
I still can’t go to a funeral. I fell apart at Jade’s funeral all those years ago and still do the same thing now, bringing all the attention to me, instead of the person we’re remembering at the service, so I don’t go.
We treasure our son, being thankful to know and love him.
I can meet someone and instantly can FEEL if they have suffered loss or not.
Today is a sad day for us, but also one that is important because I am so thankful for all I have. I hope to meet her again some day.
We slept the best we have since my husband fell and feel almost human this morning! He is up and dressed, morning chores are done, and we are in the office, each at our computer. Life is good. (Update – he is now finding awful movies to tape to watch later.)
Later I will gather the trash and take it down for pickup tomorrow. (I will spend a bit of time in our master bath, gathering things to throw away. I was a sloth yesterday and didn’t get that done.) Trash and getting our mail are the ‘errand’ things for today.
Feb 5th is a sad anniversary for us, and I’ll do another post about it. Suffice to say I feel lucky to be a chat or a conference video away from our son, a man about whom I bust my buttons with pride and happiness. They just don’t come any better.
Have a good day – even though it’s Monday and most of you have to start another week of work. Look forward to the time in the future when you’re older than dirt, like me, and Monday means everything is ‘open’ again. :0)
“Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Swiftly fly the years One season following another Laden with happiness and tears One season following another Laden with happiness and tears”
I’m still patting myself on the head because yesterday I
FINISHED getting our tax stuff together and organized, with spreadsheets printed. (We need to wait for one thing to print and then we can dump this stuff on our CPA).
Added some file folders that I was missing this time to the file drawers where I keep receipts
Started new online spreadsheets for 2024
Listed the information from January on them
Filed everything
Balanced checkbooks
While I’m busy telling you this, I have to also admit that my desk, otherwise, looks like an explosion, AND I’m going to be gathering lots of stuff from upstairs to put in the trash. Sometimes I’m a bit of a hoarder – in the interest of stocking up for getting snowed or iced in, of course – and every once in a while I need to purge. This is one of those times. I’m going to start upstairs in our master bath, since I’ve completely emptied out the area under my lavatory and the area around our toilet for when our plumber will hopefully come in the coming week. My plan is to act like I’m moving and get really serious about what I NEED up there. Wish me luck, please.
WEEK 2 – today marks 2 weeks since my husband fell. Wednesday will be the first time he’s been out since I took him to the orthopedic surgeon. Our driveway is bumpy, so that will probably be painful for him. He really wants to get a haircut, so the trip is necessary for him. He improves each day, thankfully. The surgeon said it will take 10 to 12 weeks for healing.
HAIRCUT – I now feel more confident about leaving him alone for a bit when needed. I have a haircut scheduled the day after his. Plus, I scheduled a much-needed massage for the month.
I hope that the weather where you are is either something you can enjoy, or something you can put up with. It’s rainy here, but I’m reminding myself (1) it’s NOT snowing, and (2) it’s NOT icing, so NO COMPLAINTS, though I said some grumpy words when I took Amber out for her last outing of the night last night. :0)
I’m still trying to learn this. I have always wanted to DO something, wave a magic wand and FIX it, make it go away. I am finally realizing that when I react this way, I’m making it about ME. I’m not trying to, but that’s the result. The quote above is SO important.
People just want to know they are not alone and that someone cares.
Guy Sebastian’s song, “Standing With You” is about this very subject. It hit me right between the eyes when I heard it. I still tear up every time I hear it. He is saying exactly the right thing. He is THERE. He is listening.
“Mountain River” – Andrii Frolov – @kznsq on XGregorio Catarino – @gregcatarino1 on X Henri_K – Pinterest“Morning Sun” – James McGairy-@JamesMcgairyart On Xpaintings by Anna – @ann00275 0n X – “Robin’s Garden of Sunshine”
Tomorrow will mark Week 2 since my husband fell and broke his collarbone. He is doing so much better. He is getting up and down by himself. He is dressing himself. I have to fight with him to stop him from trying to ‘help’ me in the kitchen. :0) We are both encouraged.
Next week we are each scheduled for much-needed haircuts, so we’ll LOOK a bit better, too!
Even the rain today can’t dampen my mood.
I’m patting myself on the head a bit because I worked on tax prep yesterday, getting a lot of it done. I’ll try to finish today, except for one online thing I can’t print until 2/16, but then I can take everything to Fort Smith and dump it on our wonderful CPA.
Also on the list for today is opening my online spreadsheets for tax deductions for 2024 and entering the information for January. Since I created these spreadsheets and started making a point of entering the data monthly, tax prep isn’t NEAR the headache it used to be.
If I can get this done, the rest of my day will be slothful – one of my favorite things. :0)