Thursday, December 27, 2012
More years ago than either of us would like to think, my mother brought home a new, wrinkled, red creature in a basket. It cried. I know, Dad loved showing that slide.
Over the years, the little dude in that basket became my best friend and playmate. He outstripped me in so many ways... competition? Sibling rivalry? We joke about it, but it makes both of us somehow better. So, if you're of a mind, and know him, wish MOBYCARP a happy birthday!
Second observance: December 27, 2009 was the date I last had a carbonated beverage. Best thing I ever did for my own long-term success, and in ways I did NOT expect. So today, I celebrate 3 years soda-free.
Third observance: I woke up without the miseries this morning, and that's always cause for celebration! One day at a time.
Today's pep talk: leave for work early. Be prepared for snow that's supposed to start in a few hours. Drive carefully on the way home, beware of the icy patches covered by new snow. And keep your work priorities straight. Get the most important things done, and remember to breathe.
I packed my lunch before I went to bed, anticipating I might have to shovel this morning, but it hasn't started yet. Yay!
Life is good. Spark on!
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Not fun stuff. I perused some other blogs of fellow Sparkers, and saw I'm not alone. This time I know for sure it is NOT bad behavior with food.
Many times you've seen me blog "introspective" blogs on why I had a lapse with food. This time I found myself doing the same thing will illness. Which I tend to do, as well, but not usually out loud in my blog! You see, I hunt for ANYTHING as an explanation rather than "I'm sick".
I look for excuses like, "I had too much salt and fat yesterday, I'm not really sick, I have a food hangover." This has definitely NOT been the case over this past few days. I had stellar behavior with food. I did modify my exercise based on not feeling completely up to snuff over the weekend. Only yesterday did I feel better enough to jog on the treadmill. So the next thought that springs to mind: "did I try to do too much too quickly, and cause a relapse?"
I started feeling lousy late yesterday afternoon, so I put myself to bed early. I took a Zyrtek because my sinus looked swollen at that point. Woke up this morning to full blown, "this head hurts too much to do mental work!" And naturally, out of Advil... best I could come up with was junior aspirin.
Second thing I look for (particularly with headaches)... "I've messed with my caffeine levels... it's withdrawal. A couple of cups of java and I'll be fine again." Again, not this time... the couple of cups of coffee I had this morning didn't make it diminish.
So I reported off work, put myself back to sleep, and didn't get up until afternoon. At this point, out of other options, I must conclude I have succumbed to a bug. I hope it's over now, because I'm feeling human again. And I hope I didn't pass it along pre-full symptom onset when I went to church Christmas eve.
That's how these things get passed around, you know... we aren't fully symptomatic, but are contagious. That said, I'm glad I didn't go on to work and spread it further. It's looking good for being better enough to face the cold temps and snow and get to work tomorrow, anyway, so I hope.
Hope those of you who've had "the bug" are similarly recovering. And those who haven't caught it? May it never darken your doors!
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
As I did last year, I slipped into church for the Christmas Eve "Lessons and Carols" service. For me, this service speaks of Christmas and makes my holiday. Actually, I like the 11 p.m. candlelit communion service a little more, but for me to stay up that late is a danger to those around me when I drive home... so I settled for the 7 p.m. service which only keeps me up about an hour later than usual. I was in bed by 10 p.m.
This morning I opened my package "from Santa" (the anonymous gift that showed up on my desk at work that no one has fessed up to leaving). In it was a pair of fuzzy warm footies, a candle in a holder, three (exactly the right amount) meltaway chocolates, and a note. "Mothers, too, sacrifice for our country. Thank you for yours." Between knowing exactly what would be welcome and the note, I am somewhat stymied... methinks this may have been a joint effort. There's a fellow military mom I went to school with... but my team would know more about the candles and the footies.
Anyway, whoever Santa is... thank you!
And when I got to my computer, son was online, so we've been swapping IM's. And get this... my REAL Christmas surprise: the box I shipped on the 17th? Got to his station TODAY, on Christmas. So he and his team are knocked out on caramel corn and the same flavored coffee I am now sipping. Psychic connection complete.
It is indeed a Merry Christmas. It doesn't take much, you know... just those little connections.
The steel cut oats are simmering. I spent more than I normally do to buy fresh strawberries yesterday as my special breakfast treat. And in a little while, I'll be putting a ribeye steak in the crock pot because a roast is too big for just little old me! The candles are lit, and Handel's Messiah is on the boom box. (Yes, I'm that old, I still have a boom box.)
Merry Christmas to all. Be conscious of your choices, enjoy and savor the good in your day, and let the stresses and tensions go. They are temporary!
Much love and peace to you all, whatever your personal beliefs!
Monday, December 24, 2012
Yesterday morning I woke up kind of under the weather... sinus headache & through the day after I took a Zyrtek a little stomach queasy too. And here I thought the Holiday flu was all self-induced overindulgence. Not so this year! I swear! I had not overdone the food, sugar, salt, fat, anything! I just didn't feel good.
I perked up with a phone call from my youngest sister. She presented me with what I will count as this year's Christmas happiness. She was bubbling to share with someone. At long last she had once again run across the family to whom she wanted to give the Square Dance award clock that had been our Mom's. She's been wanting to pass this memento on for years... Mom passed in 1996, Dad in 1999... and she knew this family was the right home for it. But they kept missing one another and lost touch.
Yesterday, she ran into them while shopping. And she mentioned the clock again, connected, and it got passed along. "Are you SURE?" asked the couple, because of the meaning of the award. Yes, we're sure... our family wants this family to have it. Love it when meaningful items end up where they will be valued!
And when 3 o'clock approached, I found myself on the treadmill to re-watch Ironman Kona coverage on NBC. I did not RUN, as I was still feeling a little dicey, but I walked for 95 minutes, covering 6.36 miles, a good brisk walk. Then I went to bed nice and early, and am up similarly early this morning to be Sparked on by my online buddies.
This morning, I re-read last year's paper journal for Christmas eve day. I had celebrated a similarly quiet day, culminating with slipping into a church service, unobtrusively. I also did a strength workout at the gym, it says. Even though I was seriously struggling with food last year at this time, I was not giving up. So with that, and a few blogs this morning, I'm ready for my day.
The steel cut oats are at the simmer. I'm feeling much better than I was yesterday, and it's Christmas eve. What more could a gal want?
Merry Christmas to all! Treat yourselves well... and savor what you choose as indulgences, be it music, or church or special seasonal food treats!
It's going to be a good day!
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Except for the topics of conversation, yesterday could have been any Saturday. I went to my consultation, got a hair cut, shopped for groceries. I did buy new underwear and socks... kind of a Christmas timing thing, held over from childhood. One of our standard "gifts" under the tree.
About 3 in the afternoon, the sun was shining, it was probably about 35 degrees. Warmest it's going to get through Christmas, anyway. And I just didn't want to be stuck inside. So I took a walk. And was reminded why I don't run outdoors this time of year / in this kind of weather. Icy patches slowed my normal pace, for sure.
It was a nice walk. I was not the only one wanting to greet the afternoon sunshine. Others were out walking their pets or with one another. I like walks in my neck of the woods. I might not know every family personally, but I can see the threads of their lives as I walk by. Foreign plates in the neighborhood for visits, children who must be somebody's relatives, pets I haven't seen before... holidays are great for this kind of psychic connection.
Since I'd been up so early, I made it an early bedtime, too. Food was good. Activity was line in the sand. And Sunday is another day.
Speaking of Sunday: Remember my talking about how our local marathon sells out so fast? WELL! Would you believe once they opened it yesterday for the half marathon distance? Sold out in 11 hours! It's full. If you were thinking of it and haven't done it... it's too late now. I got my slot early, thank goodness, because they held off the shotgun of registration for the half, and I was looking to do the full. I have to wonder how many signed on for 26.2... I am pumped.
Today's workout plan: long and slow on the treadmill. Not gonna risk those slippery roads/sidewalks.
Other items on the ticket: buy my roast for Christmas dinner (small).
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