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Surprise Visitor

Thursday night, around 10:30pm, I was just about to head to bed when I heard the garage door go up.

What the heck?

I got very scared and hollered out to the Mr., who’d gone to bed a couple of hours prior.

Before I knew it, the door between the laundry room and the garage door was opening.

What the double-heck?

Then I heard the angelic voice of my Chicky, “It’s just me, Mama.”

Oh, be still my beating heart.  My girl had come home for a surprise visit!

It was a good thing I’d just taken off my TENS unit, because I might have had a heart attack from the shock!

Just kidding.  Sort of.

We visited a few minutes before I got up, washed dishes with the extra adrenaline, and headed to bed.

Waking up to her being under my roof…well, is there a better feeling in the world than having your children in your home?  I think not!

How I loved seeing her shoes all lined up.  It takes a LOT of shoes to get through a weekend, let me tell you!

The next day, she came to see me at school during my lunch break…

See how cool I am?

Ahem.

We had a wonderful weekend.  We ran errands on Saturday.  She humored me by going shoe shopping with me.

But first, we had to grab lunch.

Then, it was off to Dillard’s to try on shoes.

Remember that I’m all about Vionic shoes right now because of the support they provide…much needed for my pronated, still-healing-broken ankle.

I spied these and gave them a whirl.

I wasn’t sure about them at first but wound up loving how they looked with my blue jeans (and yes, those are my legs…with torn blue jeans…because I am cool like that).

The saleslady brought lots of other shoes for me to try on…

I am desperate for a pair of shoes to wear with black or grey pants.

Chicky was not fond of these.

The next pair wound up being one of my favorite of the day.

Look how great they go with my blue jeans!  I can also see them with casual dresses (solid) or shorts.

In the end, I bought the first pair…the brown, sparkly ones.  I wore them out of the mall.  ❤

Chicky and I ran a few other errands and then returned home.  I made her a dish from one of my Oh She Glows recipe book, and we enjoyed a quiet evening at home.

She left early Sunday morning so she could get home in time to relax before the weekend was over.

Her visit really lifted our spirits.  Her smile and laugh are always infectious.

She’s been incredibly attentive in recent months, and this makes our hearts light.  She is beautiful on the inside and outside…a true blessing.

 

A Visit from Chicky

This weekend, the Mr. and I were treated to a visit from our sweet Chicky.

When I found out that she had President’s Day off, I asked if she would consider coming home for the weekend.  The Mr. has been very ill, so I thought he’d cheer up if he could spend time with her.

Now, let me tell you that I have amazing children.  You’ve heard me wax poetic about them in the past.

Chicky has been especially attentive ever since I broke my ankle.  She stayed with us for two weeks during Christmas vacation.  We loved having her home.

She drove up on Saturday and completely surprised the Mr. when she walked in the door.

After she visited awhile, we decided to run some errands.  She was considering upgrading her phone, so off we went to the Sprint store.  She got her phone, and we drove out to the beach to do a bit of shopping.  First, though, she wanted to go to the actual beach to take some pictures with her new phone.  She wanted to try out the new camera on it.

I was a little nervous about walking on the sand but desperately needed to be in my happy place.

Y’all…the weather was perfect…the sand cool to the touch but not uncomfortably so…the water frigid.

Slipping my toes into the sand felt so very right.  I carefully walked to the shore, avoiding as many holes as I could.  My physical therapist told me it was good for me to walk on it (he said this after the fact, so at least I wasn’t in trouble!).

I snapped a few photos of her, and she even agreed to a selfie (forgive my face…I didn’t fix my hair or put on much makeup)…

Yes, I am posting her face for the FIRST TIME EVER!  I asked, and she agreed.

Isn’t she just the cutest thing ever? ❤ ❤ ❤

Because traffic was a bear, it took us forever to do just a couple of things, so we headed home to cook a late dinner.  The Mr. has been going to bed pretty early each night, so it was all he could do to hang on while we made up his fish and mashed potatoes.

She went to bed early because, heck, she’s a teacher and sleeps all the days when she’s not teaching.

We got up and went to church the next morning, and I got a good picture of her and the Mr.  I won’t post that because the Mr. is blog-o-phobic.  Ha!

Then, after lunch, Chicky and I headed out for an hour and a half drive.  I was on the hunt for new sneakers (see yesterday’s post), and we needed to return something the Mr. had bought his mom for Christmas.

I sang and car danced on the way, much to her chagrin.  It would seem that some things (or people) don’t change no matter how much time passes.  😀

Chicky couldn’t resist a little treat.  She’s a healthy eater, so the splurge was a rare one.

Yes, she is adorable, is she not?

I heart her much.

I appreciated having her feedback on the shoes, although she made me chuckle when she told me not to limp while I was trying them on.  I think she forgot that I’m recovering from a broken ankle.  Actually, she hasn’t forgotten because it permeates all of my conversations.

Ahem.

We had a grand time shopping and found a couple of good deals.  Overall, we didn’t spend much, though, despite the temptations we faced at World Market and Fresh Market.

Dinner was fish again for Chicky and the Mr. and a Tomato Basil Pasta recipe I’d made the day before (Oh She Glows has wonderful recipes) for me.

After dinner, she and I settled in for a movie…London Has Fallen…and then she headed to bed.

She and the Mr. left early yesterday morning.  She needed to go back home, and she was dropping the Mr. off at his parents’ house.  They are going to be taking him to his next doctor appointment so I can stay home and work.

Although I’m used to my life as an empty nester, it’s so easy to slip into the new-yet-familiar routine that having your children home brings.  I sure do miss my kiddos when they aren’t here, which is why Chicky’s visit meant so much.

Don’t be a stranger, sweet girl.  You are a blessing.  ❤

Thursday Shenanigans

Yesterday was a busy day at Chez Auburnchick.

But first, can I just mention the Survivor finale from Wednesday night?

The entire season was so emotional!  What a bittersweet ending.

So, back to Thursday.

It was my Friday.

I worked so hard at school and cranked out some grading during my planning period, lunch, and my students’ silent reading times.  I am down to two sets of class assignments…both from the seven total school days I was out with my ankle.  I see light at the end of the tunnel.

When I got home from school, my focus shifted from school work to housework.

Yes, that’s right.  Housework…as in the stuff I’ve been unable to do since breaking my ankle.

First up was the bathroom counter.  I didn’t take a “before” picture.  Trust me.  It wasn’t pretty.  Here’s what it looked like after I finished.

Next, I headed to the kitchen to do the second task the Mr. had requested…the stove.

Once again, there’s no before picture.  Just admire the shiny gleam.

I was careful, I promise.  I kept my knee on the scooter and didn’t reach out in crazy directions.  Yes, it was slow-going, but I got both tasks done in plenty of time to wrap my first present of the season.

The Mr. has wrapped all of our other gifts.

After that, I fed the dogs for the first time since I got hurt and let them out to potty.

Go me!

By that time, the Mr. had gotten home from work, so I sat down, iced my ankle, and knit while I caught up on a few shows I had on the DVR.

Can we talk irony for a moment?  I started a new sock project right after my surgery and, without realizing it, have been working on the right sock…which I can’t try on until I get my cast off.  Sigh.  I’ve modeled it on the left foot for now.

It was weird…watching TV while knowing that I didn’t have to go in to work the next day (Friday).

We were staying up later because we had special plans.

It got dark, and we got in the car and drove to the airport.

We sat and waited about 45 minutes…

I couldn’t keep the smile from my face…

Time quickly passed, and before I knew it, I was crutching my way toward my sweet boy and his girl…reunion in full-on mode.

Y’all, I’d anticipated this moment for weeks.  In the last few days leading up to the evening, I’d gotten teary-eyed a few times just thinking about it.

Of course, my plans had originally included a tackle hug, but after my little “fall,” I had to reimagine the affair.  It turned into a careful, step–by-step walk into my boy’s arms.

Cue the tears…for real this time.

I hugged his girl afterward, such a sweet young lady she is.  The bonds are strong after having weathered basic training separation anxiety together this past spring.

Having them in the car with us as we drove them to the house was pure bliss.  Going to sleep knowing that they were only a couple of rooms away…well, I don’t even know if I can describe the feeling.

They’ll be on this side of the states until after Christmas.  You know that I’m going to enjoy every single second of it.  More shenanigans are to be had, that’s for sure!

Cast Sightings

I am so thankful that I am beginning to feel a little more like my normal self.  Each weekend, I reflect back to the previous one, and I’m amazed at the progress and am even more thankful for God’s strength.

Part of my recovery has involved getting out and about.

On Saturday, I woke up at the butt crack of dawn, unable to go back to sleep.  I got myself dressed and made up with minimal help from the Mr.  I was up so early that I even blogged while I watched more of the Star Wars marathon that TNT is currently showing.

The Mr. heard me rummaging around and got up a little earlier than he’d originally planned.  It was going to be a busy day.

First up…an appointment with my hairdresser.  It was time for highlights!

The Mr. dropped me off a little early and headed out for a quick road trip to meet his parents so they could give him a few items for the reception after Rooster’s wedding, which is fast approaching.

Meanwhile, I waited my turn…

Dana has been cutting my family’s hair for years.  She’s super thoughtful and always keeps me laughing with her tell-it-like-it-is attitude.

The place was hopping too!  Everyone was busy getting their hair “did” before the holidays.  I loved the chatter.

Before long, I resembled a satellite tower…

If you were anywhere in the vicinity, I’m sure your cell phone reception was clear as a bell.

Ha!

Dana really pampered me, let me tell you.  After removing the foils, she washed, cut, dried, and straightened my hair.

It was another step in my journey of feeling more like myself.

Oy vey, but the dark circles under my eyes.  I’d left off the concealer…a lesson to me.  Having a cast makes for inconsistent sleep patterns.

Anyhoo…

The Mr. got back in plenty of time, so I didn’t even have to wait for him.

We headed out for a few hours of shopping.  Here’s a better picture of my hair.  Bliss.

We had a few things we were in search of…namely flare leg yoga pants.

Y’all, I have about five pairs of pants I can wear, which I should be and truly am grateful for, but y’all, a girl needs more options!

After discovering that I could not wear ANY of my existing blue jeans, because skinny jeans just don’t stretch over casts, the Mr. was determined to find me pants I could wear.

Go ahead and be jealous.  He’s mine.  ❤

We hunted high and low.

We visited Kohl’s, Dillard’s, and a myriad of other stores.

We had no luck.  Being petite has its drawbacks sometimes.

We even went to Victoria’s Secrets.

We didn’t find pants, but we did find some other goodies.

While he stopped by another store in the mall, I gave myself a break and waited on a bench.  Scootering around is tiring, especially when you’re healing from breaking three bones in your ankle.

We hit a couple more stores before calling it quits.

I was exhausted.  I know I’ve already mentioned that, but seriously.  This healing business takes a lot out of a person!

I had a good night’s sleep and hardly remember turning over even.

Sunday morning, the Mr. and I headed out to church.

I was able to stand for the singing portion of worship, with my knee on the scooter.

It was yet another step toward normalcy.

An older couple joined us at our table; the husband is recovering from back surgery.  His wife had jokingly asked if we were at the handicapped table.  Ha!

After a quick lunch at home, we headed back out to the mall…this time across the bridge though.

Victoria’s Secrets was our first stop so we could take advantage of a couple of coupons we’d been unable to find the day before.

I got these socks for free (after reminding the clerk about the sign outside) for purchasing a PINK item.

I had a choice of several and was struck by this pair.  First, it was a pretty, light shade of pink.  Second, I love the play on the word “sleigh.”  I think Beyonce has a song with this verbiage…another way of saying “slay.”  I am NOT a Beyonce fan, but I am all about figurative language.  I plan on “sleighing” the challenges associated with my fracture.

Next, we went back to Dillard’s to find a pretty clutch for me to use for the wedding.  I’d already purchased one, but I discovered that my phone wouldn’t fit into it, so I needed another one.  The plan was to return the previous one but, in true Auburnchick fashion, we left it in the car and found it too tedious to go back and retrieve it.  We’ll return it this week.

I found a clutch I was okay with, and we left, headed for the Nike store.  First, though, was a stop at Charlotte Russe, a store we used to frequent.

They didn’t have pants I could fit into with the cast, but they did have dresses and skirts.

And yes…yes I did.  Just for the record.  That skirt will match what will probably be a black removable boot that will replace my cast.

Because I’m all about matching.

Ahem.

Later, when I got home and started taking things out of bags, I noticed this on the other side of my Charlotte Russe bag.  Isn’t it just the best?

The Nike store was our next stop, but it quickly became apparent that I wouldn’t find flared yoga pants there either.

We headed to one more store…Charming Charlie.  I’d seen this store on the way to Dillard’s and told the Mr. that I wanted to stop by on our walk back.

It’s a new-to-me store and so delightful!  There were tables everywhere, but what got to my overachieving, highly organized self was how the merchandise was arranged…according to color.

Oh my!

I had to scooter around just to take it all in.

Then, I found a third clutch that I liked for a much better price than what I’d found in Dillard’s (even with the clearance price, mind you).  Plus, my phone fit into it.  Bingo!

That’s not a great picture, but I think you get the idea.  I wanted something for my phone and lipstick.  The strap will help me hold onto it while I scooter around.

We were done at this point and headed home, with one quick stop at Sam’s Club for dog food.  I let the Mr. go in without me and watched my First5 weekend video while I waited.

I am thankful that this will be a short week for me.  Big plans are brewing around these parts.  Because of that, I’ll be maximizing my evenings with lots of lesson plan preparations so I can relax in the days and two weeks ahead.

Meanwhile, keep on the lookout for cast sightings.  There won’t be too many of them with me set to get my boot soon.

Praise God for His healing touch and daily miracles.

 

“I Don’t Do 6am”

There’s nothing like being laid up…having to depend on your spouse for everything…to force you to deal with one another’s idiosyncrasies.

Y’all, this experience is marriage counseling on steroids.

Let me list the things that I depend on the Mr. for:

  • Getting me to the restroom when I wake up and am groggy.
  • Selecting my clothes each day (one of my students told me I looked “snappy” yesterday.
  • Getting a chair out so I can put makeup on each morning in front of the bathroom mirror
  • Getting my breakfast and cleaning up after me
  • Getting my vitamins
  • Fixing my lunchbox
  • Getting my stuff to the car each morning
  • Driving me to work
  • Escorting me to my classroom.
  • Pushing my wheelchair to the numerous before-school parent conferences that have coincided with my return to school.  He makes sure I’m set up for the day before he leaves for his own job.
  • Picking me up from school (friends are helping too)
  • Keeping the house clean
  • Taking care of our dogs
  • Fixing my dinner
  • Icing my ankle
  • Helping me get bathed and into my pajamas
  • Washing my clothes
  • Decorating for Christmas, shopping, and wrapping presents
  • All other duties as required

This man, though.

He has rarely complained…except at 6am.

This guy, on my first day back to work on Wednesday, had a hard time dealing with an early wake-up call.

Oh.

My.

Goodness.

There I sat, proud as could be, of the fact that I’d straightened my hair and put on makeup, and he was like, “I’m not going to tell you, ‘Good job.’  I don’t do 6am.”

Ahem.

For a gal who has done 4:30-6:00am for the last 26 years, this was a little funny to hear.

He’s not a morning guy.

He’s a 9am, I-can-function-now, kind of man.

Even on the way to school yesterday, he grumbled.  I jokingly said, “It’s because you don’t do 6am.”

He nodded in agreement.

Now, let him fuss a bit at 6pm, as he did yesterday on the way out to eat dinner, and he was all good.

Because while he doesn’t do “am,” he is very good at doing “pm.”

Ha!

Despite the many adjustments to our routine that this injury has forced upon us, there is still so much good.

When we get frustrated with each other, we talk it out.

I’m learning that I have to be careful how I comment about things that need to be done so that he doesn’t think I’m ordering him around.  Merely commenting on something is sometimes too much for his already overburdened mind.

He’s tired.  He’s functioning as two people right now.  I get that.

I am recognizing his need to decompress between work and our night ritual.  I respect that.  He needs a bit of time just for him without running after me.  Though he’s ready to jump up and do what I need, I’m letting him be for that time so he can recharge a little.

He’s learning that I’m going through some fears right now.  Although I’ve always been pretty strong emotionally, this fracture did a bit of a number on my psyche.  He’s being very tender toward me to help ease me through some things.  He’s making accommodations for those fears to keep me placated, and he’s doing this in a very patient manner.

There’s a lot more give without fussing, because ain’t nobody got time (or tears) for that.

We are figuring out what is important and starting to ignore, or quickly let go of, what’s not.

I’d like to think that this process is cultivating an appreciation for one another’s roles in our marriage.  I think that the Mr. realizes all of the extra things I did before, and I’m seeing what a tender heart lies under that crusty exterior.

“Thank you” is going a long way in our home.  Mutual respect, which time had eroded, has returned.

He may not do 6am, but he’s my knight in shining armor, nonetheless.

#findingjoyinthejourney is alive and well in Chez Auburnchick.

 

Post-Thanksgiving Hodgepodge

Well, we survived Thanksgiving around these parts.  It was the quietest one we’ve ever had…our first without any family around.  I was sick the entire day…the effects of my surgery doing their full-on-ugly thing.  The Mr. did his best to keep me going while even managing to get some of the house decorated.  Dare I say that he’s learning how to multi-task like a woman.

Anyhoo, it’s time for the Hodgepodge.  Link up with Joyce after you post your own answers on your blog.  Thanks for visiting!

1.  Give us three rhyming words that say something about your Thanksgiving holiday (or your most recent holiday gathering if you didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving). 

Puking
Napping
Surviving

Ok.  Those sort of rhymed.  They all ended in “ing.”  Ahem.

2.  When did you last say, ‘the more the merrier’? Did you mean it?

We are planning our son’s rehearsal dinner and have sort of given up on worrying too much about numbers.  Hubby has been generous that way, so yes, the more the merrier (and the more expensive).

3.  What’s one piece of advice you’d give someone who is your same age?

Don’t walk through a dark house.  Turn on the lights so you don’t break an ankle.  Broken limbs at this age are no fun.

4.  You’re ordering a veggie plate, what four veggies are on it?

As a vegan, I love veggie plates.  I’d order cauliflower, broccoli, carrot sticks, and celery, with hummus for dipping please.

5.  Shop til you drop! Did you? Have you ever? Will you between now and Christmas?

Back in the day, the Mr. and I shopped until we dropped.  I am not, however, one who really enjoys shopping.  I’ve done a bit of online shopping since Thanksgiving, and I am hoping that the Mr. will be agreeable enough to take me to the mall on Sunday so we can buy a second pair of wedding shoes (my original ones won’t do now that I’m sporting a cast) as well as a present for Super Sis.  I can’t do too much shopping because 1) I cannot drive anywhere until my ankle heals fully (another downside of breaking the right ankle…no driving) and 2) I have many other things to do between now and then, such as returning back to work and coming home to elevate my ankle.  So, the Mr. will do most of our shopping.  Sigh.

6.  What’s your favorite chair in your house, and why is it a favorite?

My blue recliner is my favorite, and dare I say only “real” chair in the house.  Because it reclines, I have a comfortable place to take a nap (lots of naps), read, or knit.  I’ve spent hours in this chair recently.  I am even sleeping in it right now until I feel secure enough to get back in bed…sans dogs for awhile.

7.  Share an early memory of faith, religion, or spirituality.

I mainly just remember spending my late childhood attending the small Baptist church in town…three times a week…twice on Sunday and once on Wednesday.  This church also hosted VBS each year.  What fun!  I imagine that all of the churches in the small towns near mine took turns hosting VBS.  Basically, we kids spent most of the summer attending each church’s programs.  I know that the time spent there began instilling in me a faith that now runs deeply.  I am grateful for the service of all who gave their time so that we kids could have fun and learn about God’s Word.

8.  My Random Thought

Today, I returned to my classroom after being out a week and a half (the week before Thanksgiving break and Monday and Tuesday of this week).  In fact, as you’re reading this, I’m probably shedding a tear or two as I greet my precious high schoolers.  Although I’d be okay with staying home and sleeping in, if we could afford for me to be a stay-at-home wife, this just isn’t my lot.  God is using me in my daily interactions with my students; I have seen the many blessings that have come from my time in the classroom.

I’ll be glad for the distractions that always accompany the management of over 80 students.  I’ll be happy to resume where we left off before our routine was interrupted.  They’ll be happy, I think, to have some consistency.

Going back will help the next three weeks go by quickly.  I am excited about a looming visit and the wedding of my already-married son and his wife (this will be the wedding for friends and family who couldn’t attend the very small ceremony a few months ago).  My Chicky will be here for over a week, so catching up with her will lift my spirits as well.

I humbly ask that you will be praying that my ankle will continue healing.  The break was so bad and is complicated by my doctor’s discovery of me having brittle bones.  I am incredibly eager to be back on my feet, no longer reliant on others for so much; patience has been hard for me.

Thank you all!

Thanksgiving 2016

Happy Thanksgiving, y’all!

I selected the graphic above because it resembled the Mr. and me.

This is the first time we are spending Thanksgiving alone.

In all of our married lives.

We were going to host our family for Thanksgiving lunch, but when I broke my ankle on the 13th, our plans had to change.  I’m not exactly ready to cook yet.

We wouldn’t have had our kids at home.  Chicky drove back to her apartment after spending a couple of days with me during my surgery.  Rooster and his gal are all the way across the country celebrating their first Thanksgiving together as newlyweds.  The Mr.’s parents and our own siblings and their family (remember that they are married to each other) are in Bigger City, Florida, where I had my surgery, and driving back over was definitely out given my recovery process.

And so it is that we find ourselves alone at home.

Rather than focusing on the negatives, I am going to, once again, find things to be happy about.

  1. My Faith – God is my rock; He’s my stronghold.  He is strong…especially now that I am exceptionally weak.  I do not know what I would do if I couldn’t call on His name, both in praise and in desperation.

    From a recent First5 devotion

    From a recent First5 devotion

  2. My Husband – This man continues to impress me.  I’ve cried a super lot since I broke my ankle and for a number of different reasons…pain, frustration, and gratefulness.  I figured that he’d be super tired of all of this by now, but it seems as though he’s actually gotten energized with each day.  Maybe part of this is because the shock of it has worn off.  Maybe it’s that we’ve developed a new routine.  I don’t know.  What I do know is that he’s become even more thoughtful.  Learning that my bones are brittle has given him a mission…something he can do, as opposed to being able to essentially do nothing about my ankle being broken.  He has been researching how I can get more calcium into my diet, and he’s already gone out and bought specific food to help me fine tune my regimen.  The man even bought turnip greens, and he’s going to cook them today!  It’s incredible to watch him in action, and I can honestly say that I love him more today than even a week and a half ago.

    Rice cake with almond butter

    Rice cake with almond butter

  3. My Children – Chicky came home in time to sit with me before my surgery, and she took care of me the first night after my surgery.  She also drove me home the next day.  She has texted me every day that she hasn’t been with me just to see how I’m doing.  Rooster has called me every day since I got hurt.  He calls when he’s on his way home for lunch or when he’s finished work for the day.  His girl has texted me too, so I’m getting even more love.  These children of mine may not know how much their calls mean, but I try to tell them each time we talk how much I appreciate their thoughtfulness.  I’m often in tears after speaking with them because my heart feels as though it’s going to burst from all of the love I feel.
  4. The Rest of the Family – The Mr.’s parents opened up their home to me.  They allowed me to disrupt their quiet lives so that I would be close to my surgeon and the surgery center and so I would have a comfortable place to both prepare for and later begin my recovery from my surgery.  They’ve texted me every day that I’ve been home to check on how I’ve been doing.  They’ve prayed for me and asked for prayer for me at their church.  Super Sis made a pasta salad that was vegan-friendly, and I ate on that for dinner both nights I was at our in-laws’ house.  She also came over for a sister sleepover the night before my surgery.  She made sure that I made it to the bathroom without falling and even straightened my hair.  There is always a lot of laughter involved when we are together.
    Me...waiting in the bathroom...while Super Sis ran back home to get her straightener.

    Me…waiting in the bathroom…while Super Sis ran back home to get her straightener.

    Goofy faces with my seester

    Surgery hair is ready!

    Surgery hair is ready!

    Chicky and I stopped by to say goodbye before we headed home on Tuesday.  She’s a runner like me. ❤

  5. Friends – So many people have been praying for me since I broke my ankle.  Several have texted me every day; some have come by to bring meals, gift cards for meals, and even a book!  One prayed for me before she left.  You know what?  They haven’t forgotten about me either!  It would be easy to stop calling and texting now that I’ve had the surgery, but the contact has increased…just when I need it most.  Until 1am yesterday morning, the pain was out of control.  Knowing that I’m not alone…that I have people to lean on…has made this easier to bear.
  6. Fur Babies – They don’t understand what’s happened.  They only know that I’m not as accessible as I’ve been.  They want their mama back to normal so I can curl up with them in bed and snuggle with them again.
  7. Yarn – It takes my mind off of the world around me.  It allows me to create fun things to gift to friends.  It’s one of my escapes.

    Notice the name of the colorway? I bought this in San Antonio when I went to Rooster's Air Force graduation.

    Notice the name of the colorway? I bought this in San Antonio when I went to Rooster’s Air Force graduation. My ball winder is broken. My swift is not, thank heavens. I hand-wound that skein of yarn. It took me awhile, but I did it the old fashioned way!

  8. Humor – Imagine how much of a dull place this world would be without humor.  My doctor displayed some humor when he put a smiley face on my big toe when he visited me in pre-op.  Ha!
    See the smiley face on my big toe?

    See the smiley face on my big toe?

    I received the following card from my daughter-in-law’s parents.  The cover is the inset picture.  Her dad’s clever blurb is the bigger picture.  It made me laugh out loud for real.


    I found a bit of humor in the Charity Miles announcement that appeared on my phone Tuesday morning…the day after my surgery…

    And then there was this…one of my bracelets that I got ready to cut off when I got home on Tuesday…

    The Mr. said that I should have been wearing this BEFORE I actually fell!

    The Mr. said that I should have been wearing this BEFORE I actually fell!

  9. Books – They take me away to other worlds.  I received this book from one of my favorite young adult writers, Allison van Diepen, on Tuesday.  She and I are friends on Twitter and Facebook.  She’s great about sending me pre-released copies of her new books.  I cannot wait to dig into this one!
  10. TV – I know, I know.  TV is bad.  I don’t have it on during the day, unless it’s a Saturday and there’s football on, but at night…that’s a different story.
    I vegged out to the Dancing With the Stars Finale (Monday night's show) when I got home on Tuesday.

    I vegged out to the Dancing With the Stars Finale (Monday night’s show) when I got home on Tuesday.

    Did you watch Survivor‘s show last night?  Oh my gosh!!  It was a double episode, and the second tribal council packed a punch, let me tell you!!

And so that’s my list.  It’s by no means all-inclusive.  I’ve left so many things out.  The point, though, was to think happy thoughts…to move beyond my temporal sadness to see the big big picture.

God has blessed me abundantly…far more than I could ever hope for and that which I would never ever deserve.

I pray that all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving as well!

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