Thursday, March 08, 2012
I do. Want to that is. And I suppose if someone prepared a wonderful variety and delivered it to me several times a day I might. Meanwhile, I don't.
Raised by a generation that was newly delighted with TV dinners and canned fruits and vegetables, i honestly don't remember meeting fresh fruit till I was a mom. Canned pineapple, peaches and pears were the variety that molded my youth. Maybe that's why I'm not hooked in to it now. (And sadly and with some embarrassment, I still love canned green beans)
Every morning as I brush my teeth and hand-deliver some handfuls of fresh, cold water to the awakened me, I thank God anew for the great stuff He made for us. I actually marvel at it. Water is high on my list of yummy things to be grateful for and most grateful I am.
I wonder if I could begin to view fruit - the gloriously fresh kind - as a gift from Him. Well, it is after all, and as such learn to appreciate it, maybe love it, and certainly seek it.
So far it isn't working. I'd appreciate any suggestions you might have to help me start loving the good growing stuff He made to keep us healthy.
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
Last night on our way to bed, Sully tore his left ACL. Just like the first one a year ago, something happened on his way inside, he gave a yelp, and hasn't been able to put any weight on it since. Since he was still having problems with the right one, having to carry all the weight has bowed it outward.
It breaks my heart. He is only a dog --- I do know that, but he is my dog and room mate and a fine one at that. I'm waiting to hear from the vet right now. I can't afford another surgery, no less two of them so I hope there are other options.
Such sweet companions goldens are...all giving and asking nothing in return except a fetch or two. We could learn something from God's creatures.
Thanks for listening.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
Well there I was waiting, waiting to get some blood work done this morning. It started because I didn't want to go in the waiting room with all the sick people, and there I was in this wonderful dead end hallway. So who wouldn't Quick Fire in a situation like that, I ask? And I did for the 20 minute wait - no one thing for very long but just movin and dancing all wall pushupping, and lunging and even jogging. IT WAS AWESOME.
One of the blood techs said,
"What are you doing the pee-pee dance?" Well really! I thought everyone knew about QFs.
My personal trainer upped the stakes this morning and I am typing this with still trembly arms. I think I like it. And I feel blessed that he is so responsive to my needs and my input even though he is only 12 years old - I swear. But I'm still a bit puny so I'm off to a nap in a bit.
Getting healthier is pretty cool. Cheers!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
5 - 7 - 5 syllables and no talent needed
funny, silly, deep, significant or not
Srabbled with my son
Crock put turkey - just right done
Sandwich here I come!
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