Like I said in my Runnemede Remembered BLOG, Good Friday is always rainy. And yesterday was no exception. We had a lot of rain and a few thunder boomers as well. But today? Well, it's just beautiful out there. A little cool, but otherwise a very nice day. The sunporch is up to 80 degrees with the windows closed, but I'll get them open after I finish here.
I don't think I mentioned before that I did see the doctor on Thursday and told her about how awful I had been feeling for the last few weeks. She upped the Lyrica dosage, which we had talked about several times before, but I wanted to keep it down, in case I needed a bump later on. Well, I am really fed up with the burning/muscle aches, so I decided to bite the bullet, or pill, and try to end this horrible feeling I get. She told me I was the 8th patient she'd seen that week (of her fibro patients) that had the same trouble, and she thought maybe it was the weather.
Well, since I don't control the weather, and weather here is wet and dry, hot and cold, and you never know what tomorrow will be like because the weather people rarely get it right, I decided to move on. Will it work? I don't know. So far, so good.
Back to the nice weather. Tomorrow is Easter. Sunrise services will be abundant and they will be c-o-l-d. There is a freeze warning for overnight tonight, meaning that at 7:00 a.m. the temperature will probably be in the mid to high 20s. Bundle up all you Sunrise service folks.
Me? I'll wait for the regular service. And I can't wait. I do enjoy Resurrection Day and the hope it gives me. And I love the music. Wish we sang those songs more often. And why shouldn't we. He Lives, He Arose, Christ the Lord is Risen Today -- all hymns that we should sing more often as a reminder that yes, our Lord is Alive!
I think that's about it for now. I must get some lunch for Alan before he starts making it himself. It's self preservation for me to do the meals because I clean as I go. Alan doesn't know what the words mean (clean as you go) and I have as much work to do to clean up after his mess as if I did it myself, so here I go -- off to make some lunch for Alan.
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Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Oh, what a beautiful day!
And this is after a wonderful night in which I actually slept.
Today it's sunny and warmish -- 50s to very low 60s -- after "snow" yesterday. I didn't see it, but several people in our lifegroup did see it. It stuck to some surfaces like wooden decks.
So, I'm up for quite a bit today. Energy level is medium. Alan is going to get a haircut at which time I'll turn the van around and get it in a position for packing.
My housesitter is all set to be here when we leave and I am so looking forward to the Caribbean waters.
I'll be going over to Cyndi's tonight to take the two-week pictures of Jack. Hopefully, I'll get a few of the rest of the children as well. My grandchildren's albums are filling up and I love it.
I now have two books for their art work. I'm in need of more, though. My oldest grandchild has stopped drawing, as well as his sister. But she will occasionally make me a scrapbook page which is just as good. She's very talented in thinking of ways to make pages. Wish I had that particular talent. Both my daughters got their Nana's art genes, and have passed them down to their own children, or some of their children anyway.
Well, I think I'll go bask in the sunshine while I have the chance. It's supposed to cloud up tonight and rain tomorrow. Doesn't it always rain on Good Friday? (see my post on Runnemede Remembered on this subject).
We are expecting a nice Sunday morning, cold but at least it will be sunny. By the afternoon the temps will be in the 60s which is great.
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Today it's sunny and warmish -- 50s to very low 60s -- after "snow" yesterday. I didn't see it, but several people in our lifegroup did see it. It stuck to some surfaces like wooden decks.
So, I'm up for quite a bit today. Energy level is medium. Alan is going to get a haircut at which time I'll turn the van around and get it in a position for packing.
My housesitter is all set to be here when we leave and I am so looking forward to the Caribbean waters.
I'll be going over to Cyndi's tonight to take the two-week pictures of Jack. Hopefully, I'll get a few of the rest of the children as well. My grandchildren's albums are filling up and I love it.
I now have two books for their art work. I'm in need of more, though. My oldest grandchild has stopped drawing, as well as his sister. But she will occasionally make me a scrapbook page which is just as good. She's very talented in thinking of ways to make pages. Wish I had that particular talent. Both my daughters got their Nana's art genes, and have passed them down to their own children, or some of their children anyway.
Well, I think I'll go bask in the sunshine while I have the chance. It's supposed to cloud up tonight and rain tomorrow. Doesn't it always rain on Good Friday? (see my post on Runnemede Remembered on this subject).
We are expecting a nice Sunday morning, cold but at least it will be sunny. By the afternoon the temps will be in the 60s which is great.
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009
More upbeat news, I think
First, let me start with the only downer: Yesterday was horrible for me. I just couldn't move. The good news is it wasn't because of any pain in my limbs. For some reason, I had none -- a rarity. But I couldn't stand up without feeling like I was going to faint or collapse, so I went to bed. Today, Praise God, I'm feeling better. Still weak, but better. Two more days and I see Dr. C.
Now for the upbeat news: I finished, yes actually finished, three NYT crossword puzzles, including the Sunday puzzle which is really large and difficult, usually. Maybe I'm beginning to think in a convoluted manner as most of the clues require. I finished yesterdays in less than 1/2 hour. Today it took me about one hour to finish. Sunday? Well, I have to say it took me several hours, off and on. When I hit a wall, I'd stop, then I'd pick it up later. Finally finished it at 10 pm.
Another good thing is that while they keep saying we're going to get snow (which was supposed to start yesterday), we haven't, or rather I haven't seen a flake. Just to let you know, I haven't really been looking out the windows consistently either, so there may have been a few flakes floating around and I haven't seen them.
Hopefully, Alan and I will get out to the drugstore and his hair cutter today. My day out is Thursday this week. We talked about how we're packing for our trip which will be upon us fairly soon. I really am looking forward to it, and hope that this latest physical problem isn't a problem but was a one-day event that will not happen again.
Another good thing is that I'm down another two pounds, which makes 16 so far. I can't remember when we started on this starvation diet, which I'm not minding by the way, but it seems to be working for both of us.
I am satisfied with one meal a day. Alan, of course, needs his three, and would rather have six small meals. Yeah, like I'm going to make six meals a day? I have enough trouble trying to make three diet meals and keep his calories under 1400 per day. I know that sounds low for a man, but he's pretty much stationery most of the time, and uses few calories. When and if he starts getting more exercise (i.e., walking the decks of the ship), he can eat more.
I know people think our taking cruises is an extravagance. I don't care. We enjoy them, and Alan saved for years for his retirement so he could travel. Maybe now that we're down 30 percent in our retirement funds, we'll have to stop cruising for a while, but until we're sure of that, we'll just tighten our belts, so to speak, and spend our monthly allotments carefully, and try not to touch the savings from our travel account.
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Now for the upbeat news: I finished, yes actually finished, three NYT crossword puzzles, including the Sunday puzzle which is really large and difficult, usually. Maybe I'm beginning to think in a convoluted manner as most of the clues require. I finished yesterdays in less than 1/2 hour. Today it took me about one hour to finish. Sunday? Well, I have to say it took me several hours, off and on. When I hit a wall, I'd stop, then I'd pick it up later. Finally finished it at 10 pm.
Another good thing is that while they keep saying we're going to get snow (which was supposed to start yesterday), we haven't, or rather I haven't seen a flake. Just to let you know, I haven't really been looking out the windows consistently either, so there may have been a few flakes floating around and I haven't seen them.
Hopefully, Alan and I will get out to the drugstore and his hair cutter today. My day out is Thursday this week. We talked about how we're packing for our trip which will be upon us fairly soon. I really am looking forward to it, and hope that this latest physical problem isn't a problem but was a one-day event that will not happen again.
Another good thing is that I'm down another two pounds, which makes 16 so far. I can't remember when we started on this starvation diet, which I'm not minding by the way, but it seems to be working for both of us.
I am satisfied with one meal a day. Alan, of course, needs his three, and would rather have six small meals. Yeah, like I'm going to make six meals a day? I have enough trouble trying to make three diet meals and keep his calories under 1400 per day. I know that sounds low for a man, but he's pretty much stationery most of the time, and uses few calories. When and if he starts getting more exercise (i.e., walking the decks of the ship), he can eat more.
I know people think our taking cruises is an extravagance. I don't care. We enjoy them, and Alan saved for years for his retirement so he could travel. Maybe now that we're down 30 percent in our retirement funds, we'll have to stop cruising for a while, but until we're sure of that, we'll just tighten our belts, so to speak, and spend our monthly allotments carefully, and try not to touch the savings from our travel account.
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Sunday, April 5, 2009
Crossword Puzzles
I think I mentioned this before, but maybe it was on Facebook.
Alan got a "free" subscription to the New York Times. He doesn't know how it started, he just got a notice in the mail saying he was receiving a "free" trial subscription. Then he got a notice that he owed them lots of money for a subscription he didn't ask for.
Back to the subject at hand -- I don't like the newspaper because it is so far left. Just the other day, in the middle of an article about the Governor of New York, they slammed Rush Limbaugh, saying that he (Rush) should have waited to leave New York because now they have (in New York) new drug laws that would give him (Rush) a druggie more leniency than the State of Florida. That little dig had NOTHING to do with the article about the Governor except the Governor was glad Rush was one of the "rich" people leaving the state.
Back to basics...I do like reading the book section and I always read the editorials and get angry. But most of all I enjoy the crossword puzzles. Well, not really enjoy. I find them so frustrating because (1) they don't tell you if the clue requires a one-word answer or more than one word; (2) something they'll combine letters in one square -- like th -- but they don't tell you that either; and (3) most of the time the clue has nothing to do with the word or words they want for that particular number. But I persevere and every morning I sit down while my pills are working and do the puzzle.
I am so grateful to one of my neighbors who regularly picks up my paper and puts it by my door so I don't have to walk out to the curb to get it. I have no idea how long this "free" subscription will last. Alan refuses to pay for a subscription he didn't order, and I don't want to pay money to that paper for anything, so I may be having to download a few puzzles to keep up this new morning activity.
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Alan got a "free" subscription to the New York Times. He doesn't know how it started, he just got a notice in the mail saying he was receiving a "free" trial subscription. Then he got a notice that he owed them lots of money for a subscription he didn't ask for.
Back to the subject at hand -- I don't like the newspaper because it is so far left. Just the other day, in the middle of an article about the Governor of New York, they slammed Rush Limbaugh, saying that he (Rush) should have waited to leave New York because now they have (in New York) new drug laws that would give him (Rush) a druggie more leniency than the State of Florida. That little dig had NOTHING to do with the article about the Governor except the Governor was glad Rush was one of the "rich" people leaving the state.
Back to basics...I do like reading the book section and I always read the editorials and get angry. But most of all I enjoy the crossword puzzles. Well, not really enjoy. I find them so frustrating because (1) they don't tell you if the clue requires a one-word answer or more than one word; (2) something they'll combine letters in one square -- like th -- but they don't tell you that either; and (3) most of the time the clue has nothing to do with the word or words they want for that particular number. But I persevere and every morning I sit down while my pills are working and do the puzzle.
I am so grateful to one of my neighbors who regularly picks up my paper and puts it by my door so I don't have to walk out to the curb to get it. I have no idea how long this "free" subscription will last. Alan refuses to pay for a subscription he didn't order, and I don't want to pay money to that paper for anything, so I may be having to download a few puzzles to keep up this new morning activity.
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Enough Griping
I realized that most of my comments in this journal (my life as I'm living it now) have been real downers. Well, that's my life, I suppose. But I thought I'd TRY to write something more cheerful.
Maybe if I don't write about "my life as it is now" but about something more mundane I'll be able to accomplish my goal for this day.
I just finished two books by Karen Kingsbury -- One Tuesday Morning and Beyond Tuesday Morning, both books about September 11, 2001. You'd think they would be real downers, but I find her books to be just the opposite no matter what the subject matter.
I highly recommend these two books. She has written another book in the 9/11 series, but I'll have to wait until tomorrow (Monday) to get to the library to get a copy of it (Every Now and Then).
The books totally consumed me the past two days. All tolled 617 pages. I did notice, however, that I'm reading much slower than I used to, or is it that the pages are bigger and the print smaller? This was a little bit annoying for me, because I figured I could get to bed early (not at 4:00 a.m. as it turned out both nights). But my reading was not at 60 pages an hour, but more like 20 pages an hour. Quite a difference when doing the math and figuring it would only take me four hours to finish, rather than the eight it actually took.
Yeah, I know, doing the simple math would seem to indicate that it should have really taken me another four hours. I guess it has something to do with the size of the print and the size of the page -- in other words the number of words I can actually read in 60 minutes rather than the number of pages I can read in that amount of time.
So, you're all wondering what besides 9/11 the books are about? Well, go get the books at the library or buy them (they come in a two-volume set, paper bound, available at Sam's for under $15). You'll enjoy them, I'm sure. They are not morbid or depressing in any way. Rather they show how the survivors overcame the grief they suffered and came through the ordeal with the help of our gracious, merciful Lord.
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Maybe if I don't write about "my life as it is now" but about something more mundane I'll be able to accomplish my goal for this day.
I just finished two books by Karen Kingsbury -- One Tuesday Morning and Beyond Tuesday Morning, both books about September 11, 2001. You'd think they would be real downers, but I find her books to be just the opposite no matter what the subject matter.
I highly recommend these two books. She has written another book in the 9/11 series, but I'll have to wait until tomorrow (Monday) to get to the library to get a copy of it (Every Now and Then).
The books totally consumed me the past two days. All tolled 617 pages. I did notice, however, that I'm reading much slower than I used to, or is it that the pages are bigger and the print smaller? This was a little bit annoying for me, because I figured I could get to bed early (not at 4:00 a.m. as it turned out both nights). But my reading was not at 60 pages an hour, but more like 20 pages an hour. Quite a difference when doing the math and figuring it would only take me four hours to finish, rather than the eight it actually took.
Yeah, I know, doing the simple math would seem to indicate that it should have really taken me another four hours. I guess it has something to do with the size of the print and the size of the page -- in other words the number of words I can actually read in 60 minutes rather than the number of pages I can read in that amount of time.
So, you're all wondering what besides 9/11 the books are about? Well, go get the books at the library or buy them (they come in a two-volume set, paper bound, available at Sam's for under $15). You'll enjoy them, I'm sure. They are not morbid or depressing in any way. Rather they show how the survivors overcame the grief they suffered and came through the ordeal with the help of our gracious, merciful Lord.
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Thursday, April 2, 2009
Getting older...
...is no fun. And, I know I've said that many times before.
Yesterday was an "in bed" day. My friend who cleans for me every other week was in house and cleaned while I lay in bed. She'd come in every once in a while just to see how I was doing, and her daughter (who's 10) also checked up on me several times.
I was in one of those flare-ups that laid me low, and this a.m. I woke up -- well I didn't really sleep much -- and couldn't even stand to have my blanket touching me, let alone my back against the mattress. Took my meds and I am much better.
I can't wait until I see Dr. C next week. Hopefully she'll be able to help me get fewer flares.
Alan, on the other hand, seems to be handling my "in bed-ness" fine. He says he's hungry and I say get what you want -- which isn't helpful to his diet, because he hasn't a clue what NOT to eat unless I yell at him, "Don't touch the cashews/nonpareils/trail mix/cream cheese/jelly/ peanut butter "-- take your choice. I got stocked up yesterday on GOOD things for him to munch on -- fruits mostly. The strawberries are exceptional right now, and they're sweet enough that no sugar or honey is necessary.
Hopefully tonight I'll be able to cook again. I dislike not being able to cook, because it gives me pleasure to "make up dishes" and especially giving something different to Alan. When I cook I usually "concept" what I'm going to make for a few hours before it's time to put it in the pot. Which reminds me, I need to get that small roast in the crock pot right now. Which means I'll have to add to it and Alan will have something other than an open-faced sandwich to eat.
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Yesterday was an "in bed" day. My friend who cleans for me every other week was in house and cleaned while I lay in bed. She'd come in every once in a while just to see how I was doing, and her daughter (who's 10) also checked up on me several times.
I was in one of those flare-ups that laid me low, and this a.m. I woke up -- well I didn't really sleep much -- and couldn't even stand to have my blanket touching me, let alone my back against the mattress. Took my meds and I am much better.
I can't wait until I see Dr. C next week. Hopefully she'll be able to help me get fewer flares.
Alan, on the other hand, seems to be handling my "in bed-ness" fine. He says he's hungry and I say get what you want -- which isn't helpful to his diet, because he hasn't a clue what NOT to eat unless I yell at him, "Don't touch the cashews/nonpareils/trail mix/cream cheese/jelly/ peanut butter "-- take your choice. I got stocked up yesterday on GOOD things for him to munch on -- fruits mostly. The strawberries are exceptional right now, and they're sweet enough that no sugar or honey is necessary.
Hopefully tonight I'll be able to cook again. I dislike not being able to cook, because it gives me pleasure to "make up dishes" and especially giving something different to Alan. When I cook I usually "concept" what I'm going to make for a few hours before it's time to put it in the pot. Which reminds me, I need to get that small roast in the crock pot right now. Which means I'll have to add to it and Alan will have something other than an open-faced sandwich to eat.
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