Sunday, November 24, 2013
Not much except life going on.
Countdown is 13 working days in my current position, not that I'm counting!
Bittersweet. I love the job, hate the commute. I will miss my friends, not the facility.
I have actively pursued completing as many projects as a can; quite a laugh because I didn't have time for them before and where do they think I'll get time for them now?
I grew up at my first job, spent 27+ years there from the age of 20!
I have "matured" here in the past 11+.
I will shortly turn 60 in my new job which should be the "Golden Retirement Years" job.
I need to shop for shoes and pants. I've been able to wear sneakers most of working here due to the refrigeration and my insistence of being a "hands on" manager. Colored jeans have suited as well as I'm not in the public eye; you CAN dress me up and take me out, I just prefer not to.
Cooking Thanksgiving dinner for just the three of us, DH and one DD. Last year I was lost as it was the first without Dad and my SIL took us in. The holiday season is forever marked with big reminders of loved ones lost. 4 death anniversaries within 4 weeks and birthday anniversaries too. With the passing of time they will fade into softer memories and the heart hurts will be replaced with soft tears.
I'm off to find a Turkey brining recipe; heard it on NPR and decide we deserved my full attention to the meal.
I read a great article on FoodLab about brining vs salting and will salt. Being a scientist, I agreed with the science behind it!)
I got a turkey breast which in my household will last for weeks. We eat little meat. It's all about the smells of the holiday!
CTUPTON, team leader, from Evening Eating Sabotage Myself Frustration ..Help! linked some really great recipes from:
I think the sweet potato cups and Brussels sprout/pine nut recipes will have my attention this year.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Why do we do so well then fall off the wagon?
Many of my Spark Friends are asking the same questions lately.
I have no answers but I didn't have a good nights sleep after eating my dinner; fairly well-measured. It was, however, mostly meatballs with sauce, shredded cheese and little pasta. My "I'm mad at the world" dinner of choice. I placed it in my usual dinner bowl so I would not eat much. I'm in a tomato sauce phase. Must be some nutrient I need. I could eat just the sauce (gravy- for those "other" Italians).
Just when I should be focusing on leaving a good legacy at my current job, I'm attacked with nagging personal maintenance problems.
Mamo from hell.
Yep, some of you have been there.
The tech caught my chest wall in a headlock; as I said it hurts. she says, hold on it's almost done. It felt like she pulled my chin into the picture. My doc says I may have some nerve damage, my left chest wall feels like I got hit with a line drive. If I rub it, rotate my shoulder forward or tighten my hand on the steering wheel, the left side of my chin goes numb!
The good new is the results are fine.
I need to have oral surgery on a root canal gone bad.
My stupid toe still bothers me. I developed adhesions on the suture line, got a cortisone shot and have to rub the darned thing daily to break it up. There's some exercise, bending and stretching!
The hip bursitis has now reached a year and a half longevity. It's better than it was but I still can't sleep on my left side.
My new rosacea medicine used to keep my face from being red-makes my face red.
My mother used to say "If it ain't your a$$, it's your elbow." It always made me laugh as it was so ridiculous.
She was right.
I STILL HAVE MY SENSE OF HUMOR!
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Stand for an hour on a soccer field watching your grandson care less about soccer.
Play hide and seek and hide in spots chosen by the 3 year old. Try being claustrophobic, scrunching up in a ball in a 3 ft high cubby hole with sealed doors to the count of 30 then the agonizing search of everywhere but the closet.
Hide where you want to and amaze everyone by becoming a human dust rag. I fit under the train table, a 4x3 table with a 10 inch opening underneath. It was like swimming in dust bunnies...but oh, what a hit!
Be told it's your turn to do jumping jacks and accomplish them without getting two black eyes or peeing your pants.
Make the kid happy by laying down on his bed while he falls asleep AND not fall asleep yourself!
Stay up until 12 then talk to the kids about wanting to se a Lady Gaga concert.
Sometimes I'm just plain amazing!
Saturday, November 16, 2013
The past few days have got me thinking, hard thinking, about life.
One family friend is now in hospice. She's younger than me. The last time I saw her she was full-so FULL! of life.
A Spark friend gave me enough to go on - I had been missing her for a few months - I knew there were issues. Her road is now changed. I told her to copy those beautiful blogs, save them to her computer so her family can have them. They DETAIL her life's
I wish I had taped all my Dad's stories. They are lost to me now except for the smiles of remembrance.
I have cleaned out my blogs over the past year or so. Not obsessive, but with some purpose. I write, I delete. I complain, I delete. I entertain, I delete. I blog nice photos, I keep them around for a while.
I take pictures, make photo books and yet I really do not caption much of what I put in them. They are for me to admire and show off. Not for people to remember me by. Of course, I'm rarely in the photos so they reflect my skills and things I love, not my beautiful face!
I have all my parents photos. I tossed all the fuzzy, faded scenery ones of family gravestones or foundations of some friends houses. So many I know I was told who they are but it was never written on the backs. Familial strangers smiling at me. I should remember.
I am well and plan on being so for a long time! I will continue to blog complaints, funnies and rants. I'm just thinking.
Maybe I need to write some things down so people can remember.
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