Please read the title ...
This sucks and it isn't helping my mood.
I had to go back to the doctors today, not to see if I was getting better, but to get help, my symptoms were worsening and were actually really bad last night.
Last night I don't think I got any sleep, with the coughing at almost any moment, and these are deep wracking painful coughs that didn't quit with just a few coughs, but long bouts of it. I was scared to even take any deep breaths, the pressure I was feeling in my throat hurting and also knowing that if I took a deep breath, I would start coughing all over again. It kind of makes me a little panic-y.
The wheezing doesn't help because it makes me cough without warning. Needless to say, wheezing makes you breath shallower and shallower each following breath and it doesn't lead to me doing too much of anything, in fact, it actually scares me into almost doing nothing, except the coughing without notice.
I don't understand why this isn't getting any better, I have been following the directions from my doctors from the beginning, since November. I have finished each and every prescription I have been given to the letter, and yet, about a week and a half after each set of medications, the symptoms come back.
This time the doctor told me my lungs were slowly collapsing, was she trying to scare me? I think so, but the thing is, I am already scared because of how long this has been going on.
Being sick really does put a damper on my outlook on life and my emotions. I don't want to say I am depressed, depression is a very serious thing, something that isn't to be joked about. However, I can't say I feel like the usually chipper person I think I normally am.
I know that I can usually see the silver lining on almost every situation, but it is getting much harder to see the better about this illness. What good and I supposed to see in continually getting ill with the same thing?
A few people have said, "oh but you lose weight when your sick."
Let me just say this now, I am not loosing any weight with this, in fact with all the steroids they have been giving me in pill and shot form, I have been gaining weight. Moreover, since I can't exercise without coughing and the shortness of breath, I have lost almost all of the muscle definition I had been seeing from karate. I don't like how my clothes fit, because they don't fit like they used to. That drops my mood a few degrees too, this just sucks.
OK, sorry for this rant, but yeah not really; one because the title says rants in it and I am ranting; and two because for some weird reason, this has made me feel just a little better in the head.
Peace.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Recovery is a Long Process
I have been feeling better, it is genuinely nice to be able to go a day without coughing. I am not a top speed yet, but I am noticing improvement within myself with every passing day. I can't wait to be able to start do things, most things, without a shortness of breath.
Life is definitely looking up in that way. :)
Now, to work on the other things in life:
1. the ridiculousness of the work force, or lack there of;
2. the unbelievable presumption of politicians and what the-powers-that-be thinking they can tell me what to do or not do; and
3. the ridiculousness of the form of capitalism that is now accepted.
Oh wait, these things that would fix the nation, not just my life, I may need some helpers to make the those three things possible.
At least, I feel I can take on the world right now though, I haven't felt that way in quite a while, and even though I will probably be beat down, it doesn't mean I won't stop trying so long as my health is holding out.
Probably this is the first sign of insanity, and yet, I can't help but wish for different results from this great nation, just from some very clearly expressed displeasure from the masses. Now if we could just agree on that message and get the message clearly stated, again probably insanity on my part.
Its not easy to get the masses to agree on much.
Hmm... maybe I should type about a different topic.
Such as the concept now popularly called "Preppers", people that believe that there is necessary reason to prepare for an unmitigated disaster of almost any kind.
From the super volcano sleeping under the Midwest exploding, or a complete collapse of the modern world as we know it. Should we be prepping? Is it necessary? The media seems to find it sensational to expose this concept as almost ludicrous, but really I don't think.
I find it sensible. People should have a basic understanding and mastery of how to live off the grid, we as the human race have made our lives so easy, that for most, living without electricity, heat, or running water would be impossible.
Seriously, how many people know what plants are edible for the area they live in, for the neighboring areas they don't live in? How many people know how to even grow their own food if necessary? DO most know what will grow in the region they live in?
How many people know how to properly dress an animal? There are people that don't even know how to successfully kill an animal on their own, unprocessed meat is something they don't know anything about.
Some believe that it is wrong to eat meat, now I don't think that being a vegetarian or vegan is right or wrong, I just don't think it would be an option if there were a world disaster that happened. I mean how would you get most of your necessary protein if you don't know how to grow the right foods, or can't grow them because of the region you live in.
Being a vegetarian or vegan would not be a viable option, without the proper protein in your diet, that for most, the region they live in couldn't even grow, malnutrition would happen and then death. Being a vegetarian or vegan would be a luxury.
Yes, I know historically only the richest ate meat on a regular basis, so there is that flaw in my theory, but not really, even the poorest that couldn't afford meat on a regular basis, if they could get meat, they would eat it, or process it so that it would last as long as possible. So the not eating of meat wasn't a choice it was often times a forced part of regular life.
Disease and malnutrition were rampant, and now obesity and malnutrition are. Malnutrition is still an issue, it probably always will be. We can pump our food full of the things we need, but if it isn't naturally made, the supplements we make and put into our foods are just not good enough and often times have side effects we cannot imagine or see the effects of for years.
It is also sad that there are those that will not eat the necessary foods to prevent malnutrition, they don't like the texture or can't stand the flavor, they hurt themselves without even realizing that their picky-ness is doing this damage to themselves in the long run. In a post-apacalyptic world picky-ness would never get to be an option, so learning to like almost every food option availble makes sense.
I believe this "prepping" is sensible, it isn't just for those that are scared, its for everyone to have the basic knowledge necessary to survive. There is a huge part of the population that has no clue and it can be prevented.
After all one saying I do use and believe in is this, "it is always better to be safe than sorry."
Peace.
Life is definitely looking up in that way. :)
Now, to work on the other things in life:
1. the ridiculousness of the work force, or lack there of;
2. the unbelievable presumption of politicians and what the-powers-that-be thinking they can tell me what to do or not do; and
3. the ridiculousness of the form of capitalism that is now accepted.
Oh wait, these things that would fix the nation, not just my life, I may need some helpers to make the those three things possible.
At least, I feel I can take on the world right now though, I haven't felt that way in quite a while, and even though I will probably be beat down, it doesn't mean I won't stop trying so long as my health is holding out.
Probably this is the first sign of insanity, and yet, I can't help but wish for different results from this great nation, just from some very clearly expressed displeasure from the masses. Now if we could just agree on that message and get the message clearly stated, again probably insanity on my part.
Its not easy to get the masses to agree on much.
Hmm... maybe I should type about a different topic.
Such as the concept now popularly called "Preppers", people that believe that there is necessary reason to prepare for an unmitigated disaster of almost any kind.
From the super volcano sleeping under the Midwest exploding, or a complete collapse of the modern world as we know it. Should we be prepping? Is it necessary? The media seems to find it sensational to expose this concept as almost ludicrous, but really I don't think.
I find it sensible. People should have a basic understanding and mastery of how to live off the grid, we as the human race have made our lives so easy, that for most, living without electricity, heat, or running water would be impossible.
Seriously, how many people know what plants are edible for the area they live in, for the neighboring areas they don't live in? How many people know how to even grow their own food if necessary? DO most know what will grow in the region they live in?
How many people know how to properly dress an animal? There are people that don't even know how to successfully kill an animal on their own, unprocessed meat is something they don't know anything about.
Some believe that it is wrong to eat meat, now I don't think that being a vegetarian or vegan is right or wrong, I just don't think it would be an option if there were a world disaster that happened. I mean how would you get most of your necessary protein if you don't know how to grow the right foods, or can't grow them because of the region you live in.
Being a vegetarian or vegan would not be a viable option, without the proper protein in your diet, that for most, the region they live in couldn't even grow, malnutrition would happen and then death. Being a vegetarian or vegan would be a luxury.
Yes, I know historically only the richest ate meat on a regular basis, so there is that flaw in my theory, but not really, even the poorest that couldn't afford meat on a regular basis, if they could get meat, they would eat it, or process it so that it would last as long as possible. So the not eating of meat wasn't a choice it was often times a forced part of regular life.
Disease and malnutrition were rampant, and now obesity and malnutrition are. Malnutrition is still an issue, it probably always will be. We can pump our food full of the things we need, but if it isn't naturally made, the supplements we make and put into our foods are just not good enough and often times have side effects we cannot imagine or see the effects of for years.
It is also sad that there are those that will not eat the necessary foods to prevent malnutrition, they don't like the texture or can't stand the flavor, they hurt themselves without even realizing that their picky-ness is doing this damage to themselves in the long run. In a post-apacalyptic world picky-ness would never get to be an option, so learning to like almost every food option availble makes sense.
I believe this "prepping" is sensible, it isn't just for those that are scared, its for everyone to have the basic knowledge necessary to survive. There is a huge part of the population that has no clue and it can be prevented.
After all one saying I do use and believe in is this, "it is always better to be safe than sorry."
Peace.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Feeling a Little Under the Weather
Well ... hmm ... This is the first time I have actually given one of my
posts a title that isn't the date, I realize I have been a little repetitive
with that since blogger.com already places the date on each post created.
I feel silly for doing it and I realized it quite a while ago, but at first I thought "well I started it out this way, I might as well commit to it completely," then I have been thinking recently that it is just foolish to be repetitive on something I don't need to be.
Kind of like one of the reasons I have started using twitter again. It posts the same information for me on twitter and facebook and I don't have to bother with the repetitive part of reposting anything myself, I am trying to be more efficient where I can.
Now, on to the part that makes the title of this post relevant.
I have been ill with pneumonia, it is something I have never had before in my life and personally, never thought I would. Evidently from what the last doctor told me just this last week, I have been fighting this pneumonia or walking-pneumonia or whatever it has been diagnosed, it has even been called acute asthmatic bronchitis, since November.
I am tired of it, really, really, tired of it. I think my work is tired of it as well. I have been trying to get better, following what instructions I have been given for my medications, doing the breathing treatments, etc., however, as soon as the medication is finished, I have been sliding right back into being ill again, slowly moving towards more and more severity in the symptoms of this illness. Needless to type, it sucks, a LOT.
I do not enjoy heartburn just because of the medications I am taking, not because of what I have or have not eaten. I am tired of the weight gain from the steroids that they give me. I am tired of my body aching from coughing uncontrollably and I am tired of not getting to do what I like to do anymore. I miss sleeping on my side or back, I don't like sleeping sitting up to deal with the coughing and heartburn.
I am tired of being exhausted at the end of a day at work in an office, no office job should have you exhausted at the end of the day, it is just ridiculous.
I haven't been able to go to karate since December. I was told I couldn't go to karate until April by my doctor due to my health. I may not get to back then either and that sucks too, I really have enjoyed going to karate and getting closer with the youngest and my Dad with these classes. The youngest even moved to the same class my Dad and I were in, but I haven't been able to go with them. Now I just feel completely left behind and that everything I learned before will have to be relearned as I can't even really practice at home for lack of breath with just very little activity. Going up stairs has me out of breath!
Arg! It is irritating and at times I rail in anger in my head about the injustice of being sick with something that just will not go away. Then I also realize that I am whining about something that all I can do it follow doctor's instructions on.
Whining, I hate whining, and yes I know most of this post is me whining. I apologize.
It is also depressing, to watch things that I want to do, pass right on by. I love the winter, I love outdoors sports and I can't do a single one of them this year. Hell, I can't even do the things I don't like, such as snow shoveling.
I can't even do indoor things unless I know I can sit there for at least an hour or more, to cool down inside at the place where I elevated my body temperature at. Yeah, I haven't been able to do anything like exercise at all.
Grr. Well I am now typing to boost myself up and quit whining, I am determined to be healthy, I am determined to get better and stay better, this illness will not win.
I know that it isn't a terminal disease, but it is something that can alter my activity level for the rest of my life. I could be stuck with impaired breathing, I hope not, but it is a possibility.
I went yesterday to a pulmonary specialist's office and they took some x-rays of my lungs and tested my lungs' abilities. I didn't get any answers yesterday, of course, it was only for the tests to be taken, but hopefully when I get to finally see the pulmonary specialist next month, there will be answers for me and permanent solutions. I just can't believe I have to wait a whole month.
Grr with me please as I wait as patiently as I can.
Grr and Peace.
I feel silly for doing it and I realized it quite a while ago, but at first I thought "well I started it out this way, I might as well commit to it completely," then I have been thinking recently that it is just foolish to be repetitive on something I don't need to be.
Kind of like one of the reasons I have started using twitter again. It posts the same information for me on twitter and facebook and I don't have to bother with the repetitive part of reposting anything myself, I am trying to be more efficient where I can.
Now, on to the part that makes the title of this post relevant.
I have been ill with pneumonia, it is something I have never had before in my life and personally, never thought I would. Evidently from what the last doctor told me just this last week, I have been fighting this pneumonia or walking-pneumonia or whatever it has been diagnosed, it has even been called acute asthmatic bronchitis, since November.
I am tired of it, really, really, tired of it. I think my work is tired of it as well. I have been trying to get better, following what instructions I have been given for my medications, doing the breathing treatments, etc., however, as soon as the medication is finished, I have been sliding right back into being ill again, slowly moving towards more and more severity in the symptoms of this illness. Needless to type, it sucks, a LOT.
I do not enjoy heartburn just because of the medications I am taking, not because of what I have or have not eaten. I am tired of the weight gain from the steroids that they give me. I am tired of my body aching from coughing uncontrollably and I am tired of not getting to do what I like to do anymore. I miss sleeping on my side or back, I don't like sleeping sitting up to deal with the coughing and heartburn.
I am tired of being exhausted at the end of a day at work in an office, no office job should have you exhausted at the end of the day, it is just ridiculous.
I haven't been able to go to karate since December. I was told I couldn't go to karate until April by my doctor due to my health. I may not get to back then either and that sucks too, I really have enjoyed going to karate and getting closer with the youngest and my Dad with these classes. The youngest even moved to the same class my Dad and I were in, but I haven't been able to go with them. Now I just feel completely left behind and that everything I learned before will have to be relearned as I can't even really practice at home for lack of breath with just very little activity. Going up stairs has me out of breath!
Arg! It is irritating and at times I rail in anger in my head about the injustice of being sick with something that just will not go away. Then I also realize that I am whining about something that all I can do it follow doctor's instructions on.
Whining, I hate whining, and yes I know most of this post is me whining. I apologize.
It is also depressing, to watch things that I want to do, pass right on by. I love the winter, I love outdoors sports and I can't do a single one of them this year. Hell, I can't even do the things I don't like, such as snow shoveling.
I can't even do indoor things unless I know I can sit there for at least an hour or more, to cool down inside at the place where I elevated my body temperature at. Yeah, I haven't been able to do anything like exercise at all.
Grr. Well I am now typing to boost myself up and quit whining, I am determined to be healthy, I am determined to get better and stay better, this illness will not win.
I know that it isn't a terminal disease, but it is something that can alter my activity level for the rest of my life. I could be stuck with impaired breathing, I hope not, but it is a possibility.
I went yesterday to a pulmonary specialist's office and they took some x-rays of my lungs and tested my lungs' abilities. I didn't get any answers yesterday, of course, it was only for the tests to be taken, but hopefully when I get to finally see the pulmonary specialist next month, there will be answers for me and permanent solutions. I just can't believe I have to wait a whole month.
Grr with me please as I wait as patiently as I can.
Grr and Peace.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
February 11, 2012
Well ... today was quietly productive, just the basic home stuff was completed but it gives me satisfaction to get it done. Got to find that somewhere ... ;)
I didn't deep clean anything but maybe the next weekend, right now, Skinney and I are sort of celebrating, quietly mind you, our anniversary, we will be married seven years on Valentine's day.
That is pretty cool in my book, we have actually been together for almost 11 years now, the longest relationship I have ever been in besides with my family but, looking back I say it has flown by and I can't wait for more years with him, not to fly by, but slowly creep along so we can savor them.
I was pinning on http://www.Pinterest.com today and I saw the photo of two old people, the little old lady sitting on the little old man's lap, both of them tattooed up, and I thought to myself as I pinned it, this will be Skinney and I someday... It is a pretty cool thought to me. :)
Yesterday was the middle child's 14th birthday, I didn't get to see her, but at least Skinney did, as he met with his x to have the oldest go visit with her for the weekend. I hope that our middle child realizes that we really don't see her enough and that we do love her even if we don't get to see her... Heavy Sigh.
My great-aunt turns 88 on the 13th, you would not believe it if you saw her, she is quite an active little old lady. :) She keeps my almost 91 year old grandpa sane and I bless her for it.
Now a HUGE change of subject.
Hmm, probably the best way to type this is to just type it, as it has been bugging me some.
My x-husband died on November 1, 2011, I didn't ever think he would die so young, after all, he is only seven months older than me. I may not be in perfect health (recent lung issues) but 35 is not that old. We didn't get along any more obviously, and we did not have contact after the divorce, but I had always had hope that he would do what he was supposed to do so he could see the youngest one day.
Now he never will get to fix things, and to me that is sad. I had hoped for things to work out, I am not sure in what way, but I had hoped that things would of worked out sometime in the future, or something.
My boy has asked for me to purchase a brass plaque for his father in our city zoo so he can go see him that way and not worry about anyone vandalizing his memorial. I think that is very mature of him at 13 now, he is an amazing young man, so smart and capable, I could not be anymore proud of him and how he handled all of this.
See my x-husband died homeless, he was living in a park alone when he died.
At least he was baptized before he died of a grand maul seizure, but if he hadn't been completely alone he may not of died.
I found out all this from his second x-wife, it was very shocking to me. Neither she or I could afford to bury or cremate him, so we had to let the county take care of him.
It bugs me some, but I also know for the most part that it wasn't my responsibility or hers, and yet I considered it because of my youngest.
I tried to get a hold of his sisters in Florida and his uncle in Idaho, but I never knew his family well and I never was able to find any of them to tell them.
That is sad too, I couldn't even tell his family. He really was alone at the end.
I have to deal with his personal property next week. (BIG SIGH) Things happen that we never really expect ... I just hope he is at peace.
I plan on letting his other x-wife keep his property, I just have to claim it because of my son, I don't need anything else beside my son to remember him.
...
I don't know why I am blogging about this, believe me, I am not trying to gain sympathy from anyone, I don't need or want any, maybe its just to get my thoughts in order.
I think it helps me because it also really bothers me that someone my age that I used to know is already gone.
I know I am so lucky that I still have my grandfather and my great-aunt alive, I guess I get a sense of immortality because they are still here, my x-husband passing makes me really aware of my mortality.
...
This is not a very happy or uplifting post, and I am sorry about that, but the title says rants and ramblings not uplifting posts. OK, now I am just being snarky, I will stop.
Thank you for your patience with me, Peace.
I didn't deep clean anything but maybe the next weekend, right now, Skinney and I are sort of celebrating, quietly mind you, our anniversary, we will be married seven years on Valentine's day.
That is pretty cool in my book, we have actually been together for almost 11 years now, the longest relationship I have ever been in besides with my family but, looking back I say it has flown by and I can't wait for more years with him, not to fly by, but slowly creep along so we can savor them.
I was pinning on http://www.Pinterest.com today and I saw the photo of two old people, the little old lady sitting on the little old man's lap, both of them tattooed up, and I thought to myself as I pinned it, this will be Skinney and I someday... It is a pretty cool thought to me. :)
Yesterday was the middle child's 14th birthday, I didn't get to see her, but at least Skinney did, as he met with his x to have the oldest go visit with her for the weekend. I hope that our middle child realizes that we really don't see her enough and that we do love her even if we don't get to see her... Heavy Sigh.
My great-aunt turns 88 on the 13th, you would not believe it if you saw her, she is quite an active little old lady. :) She keeps my almost 91 year old grandpa sane and I bless her for it.
Now a HUGE change of subject.
Hmm, probably the best way to type this is to just type it, as it has been bugging me some.
My x-husband died on November 1, 2011, I didn't ever think he would die so young, after all, he is only seven months older than me. I may not be in perfect health (recent lung issues) but 35 is not that old. We didn't get along any more obviously, and we did not have contact after the divorce, but I had always had hope that he would do what he was supposed to do so he could see the youngest one day.
Now he never will get to fix things, and to me that is sad. I had hoped for things to work out, I am not sure in what way, but I had hoped that things would of worked out sometime in the future, or something.
My boy has asked for me to purchase a brass plaque for his father in our city zoo so he can go see him that way and not worry about anyone vandalizing his memorial. I think that is very mature of him at 13 now, he is an amazing young man, so smart and capable, I could not be anymore proud of him and how he handled all of this.
See my x-husband died homeless, he was living in a park alone when he died.
At least he was baptized before he died of a grand maul seizure, but if he hadn't been completely alone he may not of died.
I found out all this from his second x-wife, it was very shocking to me. Neither she or I could afford to bury or cremate him, so we had to let the county take care of him.
It bugs me some, but I also know for the most part that it wasn't my responsibility or hers, and yet I considered it because of my youngest.
I tried to get a hold of his sisters in Florida and his uncle in Idaho, but I never knew his family well and I never was able to find any of them to tell them.
That is sad too, I couldn't even tell his family. He really was alone at the end.
I have to deal with his personal property next week. (BIG SIGH) Things happen that we never really expect ... I just hope he is at peace.
I plan on letting his other x-wife keep his property, I just have to claim it because of my son, I don't need anything else beside my son to remember him.
...
I don't know why I am blogging about this, believe me, I am not trying to gain sympathy from anyone, I don't need or want any, maybe its just to get my thoughts in order.
I think it helps me because it also really bothers me that someone my age that I used to know is already gone.
I know I am so lucky that I still have my grandfather and my great-aunt alive, I guess I get a sense of immortality because they are still here, my x-husband passing makes me really aware of my mortality.
...
This is not a very happy or uplifting post, and I am sorry about that, but the title says rants and ramblings not uplifting posts. OK, now I am just being snarky, I will stop.
Thank you for your patience with me, Peace.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
February 8, 2012
Wow, I have been very quiet on here for a very long time.
I apologize for that, I really do.
I suppose I could try and justify my time away from here, but to be honest I don't think I will. I don't want to make up stories to make myself feel better about neglecting my blog and I don't want to lie to anyone here that bothers to read my posts.
To be honest, I have just been busy elsewhere and did not feel the compulsion to post anything here. With the multitude of social networking sites that are out there now, google+, facebook, LinkedIn, Multiply, etc. I have been feeling that if I posted anything on one site, I would just be repeating myself if I posted on multiple web sites.
I don't like repeating myself too often. I think I have to do that enough with my family, especially since there are now three full fledged teenagers in said family.
Yes, I typed three.
It is overwhelming and stressful.
However, anyone, who has ever been a parent of any number of children, I just typed something incredibly, COMPLETELY, and possibly redundantly, obvious with that statement, it is nothing new to you, or any other parent. And yet, I felt compelled to type it, because it makes it more concrete for me. They are stressful, they make me cry, they make me laugh, they make me angry and have heartburn, but they are mine and I won't trade them in. I may threaten to, but I won't actually do it. E-bay won't let me sell them and I don't trust craigslist so, I can't sell them.
I think that even with the trials and tribulations that my three teenagers have given and will continue to give me, I will keep them ... for now.
Peace ;)
I apologize for that, I really do.
I suppose I could try and justify my time away from here, but to be honest I don't think I will. I don't want to make up stories to make myself feel better about neglecting my blog and I don't want to lie to anyone here that bothers to read my posts.
To be honest, I have just been busy elsewhere and did not feel the compulsion to post anything here. With the multitude of social networking sites that are out there now, google+, facebook, LinkedIn, Multiply, etc. I have been feeling that if I posted anything on one site, I would just be repeating myself if I posted on multiple web sites.
I don't like repeating myself too often. I think I have to do that enough with my family, especially since there are now three full fledged teenagers in said family.
Yes, I typed three.
It is overwhelming and stressful.
However, anyone, who has ever been a parent of any number of children, I just typed something incredibly, COMPLETELY, and possibly redundantly, obvious with that statement, it is nothing new to you, or any other parent. And yet, I felt compelled to type it, because it makes it more concrete for me. They are stressful, they make me cry, they make me laugh, they make me angry and have heartburn, but they are mine and I won't trade them in. I may threaten to, but I won't actually do it. E-bay won't let me sell them and I don't trust craigslist so, I can't sell them.
I think that even with the trials and tribulations that my three teenagers have given and will continue to give me, I will keep them ... for now.
Peace ;)
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
December 22, 2010
Today is a good day, I believe. (Even if it is snowy and my boots aren't the kind that don't slip.)
Everyday is a good day when I am able to wake up, get up and go about my life. (Even if I am soaked in snow now because of said boots slipping right out from under me.)
I try to remember to be grateful for the little things as they often times far out weigh the larger events in our lives. (Which means I am supposed to be happy that I can get indoors and dry out in a warm environment instead of being stuck outside in said snow boots repeatedly falling in the snow.)
Remember its the little things that matter and one of them is noticing that although I am now soaked from falling in the snow, my feet are still dry, so my boots are good and bad, slippery = bad, dry feet = good. Its a wash on the boots then.
Peace and Happiness to all.
Everyday is a good day when I am able to wake up, get up and go about my life. (Even if I am soaked in snow now because of said boots slipping right out from under me.)
I try to remember to be grateful for the little things as they often times far out weigh the larger events in our lives. (Which means I am supposed to be happy that I can get indoors and dry out in a warm environment instead of being stuck outside in said snow boots repeatedly falling in the snow.)
Remember its the little things that matter and one of them is noticing that although I am now soaked from falling in the snow, my feet are still dry, so my boots are good and bad, slippery = bad, dry feet = good. Its a wash on the boots then.
Peace and Happiness to all.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
August 5, 2010
Each year it gets harder and harder to get to this website to blog on here.
Real life has been really intruding in my Internet life, and I am trying to keep up with 1 teenager, 2 preteens (at times) and a rascally rabbit of a husband! Plus the 2 dogs, the 1 cat and I think I have at least 1 fish, I am not sure anymore, they hide now. That list is not easy to keep up with, especially since the eldest kid wants to do fall sports, which I say good to because it keeps her busy, but then it also keeps me busy.
Its not just that either, I am sadly addicted to facebook, still.
Le Sigh~ sorry again.
But maybe I shouldn't be, after all this place only has 4 followers while on facebook I have over 3,000 people I am connected to.
But maybe I should be sorry, because I have far more complete thoughts on here then I do on facebook, like on Twitter, facebook limits you on your wall on how much you can post and I think anyone that reads this knows that truly short rants aren't really my style.
I like long dissertations on what the hell is wrong with me, my kids, my husband, or the world. I like to be creative putting my thoughts down into words, just don't get their very often anymore and I am sorry for that.
Soon though, I have been working on what is wrong with the US and hen I have it perfected, I will post it here.
So now you have something to look forward to, I promise to get it on here before school starts, or maybe right after it has started so that I can have a few minutes of peace and quiet.
Peace.
- I don't know if its because I am older and quieter, (snort) yea... right...I am about to start laughing at myself about this one.
- I have less that I want to share as I become more private in my life? Whatever.
Naw, it isn't any of that, I am just too doggone busy to say much anymore and if I do blog, I don't want it to be like this post it probably going to end up, short and at the very least, not very satisfying to anyone that is going to read it.
Le Sigh~ sorry.Real life has been really intruding in my Internet life, and I am trying to keep up with 1 teenager, 2 preteens (at times) and a rascally rabbit of a husband! Plus the 2 dogs, the 1 cat and I think I have at least 1 fish, I am not sure anymore, they hide now. That list is not easy to keep up with, especially since the eldest kid wants to do fall sports, which I say good to because it keeps her busy, but then it also keeps me busy.
Its not just that either, I am sadly addicted to facebook, still.
Le Sigh~ sorry again.
But maybe I shouldn't be, after all this place only has 4 followers while on facebook I have over 3,000 people I am connected to.
But maybe I should be sorry, because I have far more complete thoughts on here then I do on facebook, like on Twitter, facebook limits you on your wall on how much you can post and I think anyone that reads this knows that truly short rants aren't really my style.
I like long dissertations on what the hell is wrong with me, my kids, my husband, or the world. I like to be creative putting my thoughts down into words, just don't get their very often anymore and I am sorry for that.
Soon though, I have been working on what is wrong with the US and hen I have it perfected, I will post it here.
So now you have something to look forward to, I promise to get it on here before school starts, or maybe right after it has started so that I can have a few minutes of peace and quiet.
Peace.
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