Shocking events seem to never cease here in the house where "anything's possible"! Today I have come to realize, through my husband's incredible hard work & commitment to completing the job, there is actually real honest to goodness cement on our garage floor, not just more & more layers of stuff. I am a pack rat. I save stupid stuff just in case someone might need it some day. I attach sentimental value to dumb things when the value actually lies within the memory of the people involved in the incident, not the thing. So today, I have much to give to the mission, to the women's crisis center & much has been given to my neighbor in the form of hand me down children's clothes & accessories. It feels good to get things cleaned up & organized & to not just throw away a lot of the items. Don't get me wrong though, there is still a truck-load of items to take to the dump as well.
My doctor appointment yesterday involved acupuncture, something called "interferential" treatment using like 'sonar' waves to go deep into the tissue & also traditional Chinese medicine in the form of a treatment called 'cupping' to help with my bursitis. I had 15 acupuncture needles in & only know this because they were counted at my request upon removal - I couldn't feel them for the most part. Although the appointment wore me out a bit & stress really got the best of me yesterday I feel a lot better. It is nice to do something pro-active for my health that does not involve taking a whole bunch of pills. Yea!
Rather than bore you with current events lately, memories have been popping back in my mind & I'd like to share some of them with you, hopefully they are not as boring as my current life!
The first time I helped my newly divorced step-sister take her twins to the snow & one started to cry "the snow went potty in my pants" because of falling over into it & becoming wet. Now that is charming & I hope I never forget that.
My husband custom built a gorgeous bird cage a few years ago, with lighting, branches for perches, silk plants & a fountain style bird bath. It was incredible living-art with different varieties of finches living there along with button quail. So tranquil & peaceful & entertaining. We quickly learned that button quail startle & when startled they sort of pop up like a piece of pop corn. He had to add egg-crate-foam to the top inside of the cage for what we came to call the "bonk factor". Unfortunately when we moved into the two-story house we now live in, there was no way to get this gorgeous bird cage into the house. He promises he will make a new one. Lately, I've been feeling like the startled quail, without the protective foam for the bonk-factor!
Someone I've newly met called me a hero for having 6 children, I corrected the mis-used adjective from hero to "crazy'. I have heard of people with more children though. I wonder if they also shop at restaurant supply stores, do head-counts entering & leaving places, have rows of shoe-shelves in an entryway closet & no matter how much time is spent matching, still have an overflowing basket of lonely socks looking for their mate?
I was asked what kind of books I like to read & all I could think of was children's books & magazines & catalogs. Maybe in my ancient years I will read a real, grown up book, rather than how-to manuals & rhyming things with great illustrations. Maybe.
Well, I need to clean out our former computer room to make way for my niece & her fiance who will be here on the first. As excited as I am to have them here, I still have no gumption today (or ever it seems) to get the room cleaned out. My darling husband has installed nice shelves in the garage & even ridded the area of cobwebs & most of the spiders, maybe I can relocate things to there? hm.
The last trip hubby made to the store he bought bathtub crayons for the boys. However, I took a long bathtub soak yesterday & noticed how horribly difficult it was to open the package. Not wanting the boys to be frustrated in their excitement to use the crayons (yeah, that's the excuse I'll go with!) I opened them & began writing I love you messages to them & drew a few silly pictures. Making a trip to the bathroom this morning my heart was warmed to be flooded with many drawings & writings from the boys seen due to the shower curtain being pulled back! It was wonderful!! I do not look forward to cleaning them off anytime soon. Luckily, it shouldn't be a problem because I don't clean much.
Well, finger aerobics on this keyboard are getting to be too much so I will end for now. Be Blessed Dear Readers, Whomever your higher power may be, be blessed, and loved!
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