Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Some days I honestly should not multitask! So today I was sitting here packing for my trip I have planned to Houston. That would be the trip I thought I was leaving for on Thursday and coming home on Monday. As I chatted with my girlfriend to ask what time her plane left, she tells me, uh next week? WHAT? NO! Your kidding! Yes indeed, I had last years date written down and they had moved back the BBQ Championships by a week. So I got to spend the next couple hours scrambling to figure out if I could still do this trip. My husband has a work trip this weekend so it sounded ideal on planning airport runs - now not so much. He gets home and I turn around and leave 2 days later. Add to the issue of leaving a week later when my daughter keeps trying to have this grandbaby early. Argh! So after consulting with everyone, I have new reservations for the RIGHT date. Now I have to go grocery shopping since I figured I was going to be gone for 5 days so I need veggies and yogurt!
Saturday, February 09, 2008
My best friend's father was shot and murdered on Thursday in a senseless attack that left 5 people and the perpetrator all dead. It is so hard to not be able to get on a plane on go help her with dealing with the arrangements. Having had to deal with my mother's death and all the arrangements by myself several years ago, I could only imagine what she was dealing with - and add the stress of having the media and public all witnessing. Right in the middle of all of the phone calls, my daughter called upset and convinced her water might have broke. I fell apart, cried alot and just prayed that I wouldn't get another phone call in the middle of the night to go to the hospital. I just wasn't sure I had the strength to be birthing coach right at that point.
Friday was another day. I was exhausted, having only slept 3 hours but it was more emotional exhaustion. I had to force myself to eat since I hadn't eaten well the day before. Got the phone call stating it was another false alarm on the baby front so I could at least relax on that subject for now. By late afternoon I decided I needed to do something for myself. I didn't want to escape the ways I use to which could easily have been with food. I grabbed my son and decided we were going to hang out while I finished up my tattoo work on my arm (since he has the same artist). The big splurge was when he bought me McDonald's for dinner. He did try to find the "healthiest" thing he could on the menu. It was odd to eat from there when I haven't eaten there in about a year and a half (never actually ate much of anything there to begin with). It was just nice to sit there while getting inked, and relaxing, listening to the guys all chatter. My brain was able to slow down enough that when I finally got home at 1am, I could crash. Waking up 4 hours later, I felt like I had slept 8 and at least I wasn't an emotional basket case.
I am continuing to spend "me" time nurturing myself today - just relaxing, reading, and working on getting my foods back on track. It is nice to see that even under extremely stressful times, I have managed to find the strength to push thru with new behaviors to deal with it. It does just tell me that I have truly figured out some new coping mechanisms and escaping with food isn't one of them anymore.
Friday, January 11, 2008
I am thankful it's Friday since it seems like I have been slammed with paperwork this week. Add the influx of all the new people to Sparks and to my teams, it has made for alot of meet & greet and explanations. Today I am doing some cooking and baking for my daughter's baby shower/bbq/house warming/football watching/party. Somehow I don't believe there will be baby shower games at this shindig! She is providing the burgers/dogs and a potato salad. I am making the rest: beans (which I just finished), dips, cole slaw, some cookies (on my list to do next), a mojito cake (yum) and whatever else I find time for. I keep asking for numbers (since I have catered before) and I get the, "oh 20-40". Le sigh, there are some days I wonder if there was a baby swap at the nursery when she was born because it is hard to figure out the family resemblance.
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