the answer is a resounding YES!
I don't know if it's the gorgeous weather or what, but my head is clear, there's a smile on my face, and hubby's been one very lucky man. I cooked dinner this week! Uh huh... and you were thinking it's because we'd been sumo wrestling, weren't you? (Care of Ed for that.)
In any case, it's been a wonderful, wonderful week. Just lovely. We had an impromptu get together for dinner at a friend's place on Thursday, errands went smooth as silk tonight, and tomorrow, the pook's been invited to her SECOND kiddie birthday bash - for twins no less! Too exciting. Sunday, we're hoping to go to a Medicine Wheel ceremony to celebrate the East and the spring.
All good stuff.
Though our weekends are looking a bit packed for the month of April. The Pook will be celebrating her brithday on THREE of those weekends! I get to see my Canadian luvs!!!
I'm keeping positive, and taking efforts to get full night's sleep and keep the weekly schedules minimum, as we usually try to keep at least one weekend a month activity free, and it's looking like April isn't that month. But, that's okay. How many 3-yr-olds do you know that not only get 3 parties, but celebrate in two states, AND have special Canadian visitors?
Friday, March 31, 2006
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Recuperating
Well, we've all been nasty, icky, sick here in our mountain home. Though I'm working my way back to 100%, I'm just happy the computer screen no longer makes my head spin, and tummy swirl.
Poor hubby was sick in the beginning of the week, I was taken down Tues night, and the poor pookie's been in an out of sorts for a bit.
The good news is, that today, we are finally feeling some normalcy. I've been thinking about writing about my spirtual adventure that occured while my body purged and I spent Tues night on the bathroom floor, but, I might need to revisit that another time. I don't want to push myself. :)
I will say though, that, I was so sick I actually called off work, and, managed to put away 4 books in the last 4 days. Which, was wonderful, I might add. Although, I could've done without the sick part. It makes me wonder though... I'd been wanting off work so badly, and so stressed, makes me wonder if I actually "called" this upon myself. But that, is for another time.
So, I'll leave you all with this quote, then, hopefully make it to bed.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.~Corrie Ten Boom
Poor hubby was sick in the beginning of the week, I was taken down Tues night, and the poor pookie's been in an out of sorts for a bit.
The good news is, that today, we are finally feeling some normalcy. I've been thinking about writing about my spirtual adventure that occured while my body purged and I spent Tues night on the bathroom floor, but, I might need to revisit that another time. I don't want to push myself. :)
I will say though, that, I was so sick I actually called off work, and, managed to put away 4 books in the last 4 days. Which, was wonderful, I might add. Although, I could've done without the sick part. It makes me wonder though... I'd been wanting off work so badly, and so stressed, makes me wonder if I actually "called" this upon myself. But that, is for another time.
So, I'll leave you all with this quote, then, hopefully make it to bed.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.~Corrie Ten Boom
Monday, March 20, 2006
Happy Spring
Today is the Vernal Equinox, meaning, days will be getting longer than the evenings. Sometimes, it floors me how quickly time flies. When I was younger, it seemed to go so much slower. But then, I don't think I had so much going on as I do now... Ah well.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Empress Spring Frog
If I were ever a member of the Ya Ya Sisterhood... that would be my name. Although, if I go by my nickname, I'd be Princess Smiling Sun.
Hmmm... which do you think fits me best?
Hmmm... which do you think fits me best?
Saturday, March 18, 2006
What's in a name?
When I was little, I didn't like my name. It was picked for me by my mother, and seemed too formal and elegant for lil ol me. I wanted something more fun and adventureous. So, in highschool, I shortened it and took a "nickname", which, was quite funny because my mother named me a name she thought one couldn't create a nickname from.
In any case, there have been times when I thought about changing my name, and what name I could be. I'd ponder and create, and make up names, and most recently, I played with my nickname to come up with another version, just for fun.
But this morning, looking at my name (it's not really a nickname anymore), I couldn't really imagine myself with any other name, because I feel as though I've finally "grown" into my name, if that fits.
A strange, but altogether neat revelation for a Saturday morning I thought.
Of course, I've never officially changed my birth name, but that doesn't really matter, because no one really calls me by my birthname anyway anymore. Well, unless I'm in trouble that is. :)
In any case, there have been times when I thought about changing my name, and what name I could be. I'd ponder and create, and make up names, and most recently, I played with my nickname to come up with another version, just for fun.
But this morning, looking at my name (it's not really a nickname anymore), I couldn't really imagine myself with any other name, because I feel as though I've finally "grown" into my name, if that fits.
A strange, but altogether neat revelation for a Saturday morning I thought.
Of course, I've never officially changed my birth name, but that doesn't really matter, because no one really calls me by my birthname anyway anymore. Well, unless I'm in trouble that is. :)
Friday, March 17, 2006
Week's Prose
Sweet silence of morning, dappled with bird calls. Blessed with a clear head, my work completed swiftly and with focus (this morning at least), blogs and other addictive material avoided.
I sit here, calm, caught up, Pookie sleeping soundly still. There's a stillness, even as my fingers dance upon the clicking keys.
Snow has fallen, leaving a powdered-sugary coating upon the ground and houses. Cars are warming up, the steam blending up and into the environment.
It's been an interesting week. Tuesday was a full moon, and the way the day worked out, just seemed as though I was meant to be there for someone grienving so much in her life - dead father and best friend. One she feels taken too soon, the other a long cancerous process. She just turned 28 - that age when the universal cosmos comes together to check on your and see where you are on your life path - not always pleasant for some, and virtually clear sailing for others. Yet, there always seems to be something.
Hubby's been tired and not sleeping well, though he's been handling the grumpiness and sniffles quite well. Although I suspect he'll be crashing this weekend into the soft bed that brings him comfort, and downing the NyQuil that brings him relief. At least he'll be home early today.
This morning pook lays sleeping in bed, curled amongst pillows, her body cuddled within the covers that she kicks off in sleep. She is a precious jewel, warm and fragile, as I tenderly kiss her blushed cheek. I adore this soft being, cringing as she coughs in sleep. But, to the doctor today, to make sure it's nothing serious.
And so I sit here, typing, filling my body with water, as my liver's not been too happy with the continual chocolate and comfort foods I've been eating as though it were my only thread to freedom of the stress I've been not dealing with in regards to having to work this weekend. Though this morning, I feel as though I can cut down on the intake of it at least. At least I don't drink. :)
And so sweet Friday is hear, with Shamrocks and green galore, and snowy fervor. Though part Irish, I'm not one to celebrate this holiday, although as a child corned beef and cabbage was ingested this day. But not today. Nope, tonight it will be Italian lasagne shared with our small family and a visiting friend.
Here's hoping for a peaceful and rejuvenating weekend to all, I know it's much needed after this last weekend for us.
I sit here, calm, caught up, Pookie sleeping soundly still. There's a stillness, even as my fingers dance upon the clicking keys.
Snow has fallen, leaving a powdered-sugary coating upon the ground and houses. Cars are warming up, the steam blending up and into the environment.
It's been an interesting week. Tuesday was a full moon, and the way the day worked out, just seemed as though I was meant to be there for someone grienving so much in her life - dead father and best friend. One she feels taken too soon, the other a long cancerous process. She just turned 28 - that age when the universal cosmos comes together to check on your and see where you are on your life path - not always pleasant for some, and virtually clear sailing for others. Yet, there always seems to be something.
Hubby's been tired and not sleeping well, though he's been handling the grumpiness and sniffles quite well. Although I suspect he'll be crashing this weekend into the soft bed that brings him comfort, and downing the NyQuil that brings him relief. At least he'll be home early today.
This morning pook lays sleeping in bed, curled amongst pillows, her body cuddled within the covers that she kicks off in sleep. She is a precious jewel, warm and fragile, as I tenderly kiss her blushed cheek. I adore this soft being, cringing as she coughs in sleep. But, to the doctor today, to make sure it's nothing serious.
And so I sit here, typing, filling my body with water, as my liver's not been too happy with the continual chocolate and comfort foods I've been eating as though it were my only thread to freedom of the stress I've been not dealing with in regards to having to work this weekend. Though this morning, I feel as though I can cut down on the intake of it at least. At least I don't drink. :)
And so sweet Friday is hear, with Shamrocks and green galore, and snowy fervor. Though part Irish, I'm not one to celebrate this holiday, although as a child corned beef and cabbage was ingested this day. But not today. Nope, tonight it will be Italian lasagne shared with our small family and a visiting friend.
Here's hoping for a peaceful and rejuvenating weekend to all, I know it's much needed after this last weekend for us.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Monday Moments
It's been a gorgeous day today. Sunny, over 70 degrees, the perfect weather for a T-Shirt and shorts if you delighted in that. I didn't get to enjoy it as much as I'd have liked, but, I am enjoying sitting in the house, windows open, breeze blowing.
A storm is on its way in, it shows in the sky, but, if you listen carefully, you can hear that quite spring symphony of a mixture of birds, frogs, and grasshoppers in the grass. It's sweet bliss. It's the type of day for laying down and listening. A day to stop and just be.
A storm is on its way in, it shows in the sky, but, if you listen carefully, you can hear that quite spring symphony of a mixture of birds, frogs, and grasshoppers in the grass. It's sweet bliss. It's the type of day for laying down and listening. A day to stop and just be.
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