I heard that there was something interesting happening on TV tonight. I opted for the peace and tranquility of my colouring book because that deluded Oompa Loompa only infuriates me.
Hi my awesome people! So I mentioned last night is was a wee bit tired. Well let me be perfectly honest I had ZERO interest in getting out of bed this morning. But because we are grown ups (allegedly) we had lots of busy plans so we rolled out, bodies protesting every centimeter. I had a wonderful morning tea with Sandra and caught up with my sweet little godson who is now old enough to potty train and speaks to me in whole sentences (How did that happen SO fast?!).
In the afternoon we were off for the 3rd Annual Jugger BBQ in the Park! I love getting our local Juggers together for this fun event that mixes playing and more socialization. It’s great when people stop and watch and cheer and ask questions about the game. This year I got to pass grill duty off to Gil (payment for picking him and several other drunk boys last night from a bachelor party.) Instead I got to spend the afternoon hanging out on my banana, making awesome new friends and relaxing in the sunshine.
The highlight of this years BBQ was a visit from one of our younger Juggers. J is 14 and he has not been able to play with us in WAY too long. He was diagnosed last winter with Burkitt’s lymphoma which was a big shock because he was so young. But today he seemed tall, handsome and healthy!! And also much closer to being a teenager than he was this time last year.
After the BBQ we has to run off to Prospect for yet another game of dodgeball. WEEE! It certainly wasn’t the greatest game of my life since every cell in my body was aching from yesterday but I was in good company, most us were too sore to do anything but laugh at our selves. But it was fun and I got to hang with my peeps so… woo.
The evening brought a hot a date with my favorite husband and then a long soak in a hot bath. Pretty much it was a perfect day! Happy Sunday everyone.
I am laying in bed fully dressed, half watching some Star Trek and trying to force myself to stay awake because at some point I will have to make a third trip to Prospect to pick up Gilly from Jeff’s bachelor party. This waking state is no mean feat as I am BEYOND exhausted. Today we had get another fundraising tournament with our dodgeball family, this time to raise money to send our sweet Ginger, Brogan, to represent us and Team Canada in Melbourne at Dodgeball World Championships.
I never go to these events with a goal of winning. I go to be a member of a community and to work on my skills. Today the gym we play in was EXTRA hot, the games long and hard fought but in the end we did win which was icing on the cake. But my body is paying the price big time! A bad landing bunged up one knee, a well placed ball to the face had me seeing Tweety Birds for a while. Five forty minute games follow by three thirty minute games works pretty much every muscle you know you have and some you are unaware of. oww.
You want to talk about getting some perspective?! I remember getting this phone call 2 years ago. I remember the person in the voice mail telling me where they were calling from then seeing spots in front of my eyes. I was still in total defensive mode, even though I had the report from the pathologist, I was still scared, my body was still in recovery from the surgery and I was STILL on antibiotics after almost three months of post surgical infections, yes, I was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. I didn’t want to listen to the rest of the message but it went on… much to my sheer joy.
I am glad this memory came back in my facebook feed this morning. There is nothing in the world to lift your mood and to give you perspective about what is really important in life than a reminder about how bleak things seemed.
Well Kittens and Cool Cats I am not sure where the rest of 2016 has gone but as of today, which happens to be the first day of Autumn, we are down to the last 100 days!
You can accomplish A LOT in 100 days. I have decided that I am just going to do my damnedest to enjoy it all. I know that sometimes it is easier to find the negative but I am making it my mission to be positive and engaged for the next 100 days.
I kicked off my 100 days by going on a wonderful date with one of my favorite people. We ate junk food, collected Pokemon and talked for ages. It was damn awesome!
So yesterday I had myself a good ol’ fashioned melt down. It wasn’t pretty, I wasn’t proud but it was coming and today… well today is another day.
It had been brewing for a while. A few things happened leading up to melt-fest ’16. I mentioned earlier in the month that I had so post traveling blues. Shortly after that I heard some news that didn’t impact me directly but shook me up and left me feeling really deeply hurt for a few weeks and I just couldn’t shake it. Add to this the sleep and mood crap that comes with the joys of perimenopause, an old sick dog who is breaking my heart and yes… you guessed it, it got dark!
But I have decided that today I am picking myself up. I am finding the bright spots. I am taking in all the words of kindness from my friends, I am going to find my gratitude, my center. Yeah I will have crappy days and that’s okay because I know there is ALWAYS a better day coming.
Mental health… ain’t it grand?!
A few short months ago it seemed like it was inevitable that we were going to lose Oliver sooner than later. Our heart were broken at the thought of the choices we were faced with but we decided we would do what ever we could and trust that our vet would tell us when enough was enough.
Today my boy actually LEAPED up the front steps, tail wagging, tongue lolling. He was HAPPY! He hates his weekly or bi-weekly trips to the vets office, he knows now that icky things happen there but the phlebotomy (bloodletting) really seems to be working and the high dose of glucosamine has him moving like a young pup again. We know this isn’t a permanent fix, he is an old man and we know that someday, sooner than we like, we will have to say goodbye. But TODAY I have a happy boy who loves giving snuggles and that makes me so happy.
So it’s that time of year, hot and damp which means it’s ideal for fruit flies. I friggin’ hate fruit flies. And I hate making all those little traps because I hate the waste they produce, all that cling wrap! So I decided to make my own traps that I could reuse without the waste. I found cute little jam jars at the dollar store, popped a few holes in the lid and them… bop! Fruit fly traps I can empty, rinse and reuse over and over and over.
When I was falling asleep last night I was thinking about what was making me so unhappy. I mean I had a some pretty awesome stuff happen this summer…. dude, we went to IRELAND! Then it dawned on me that might be part of the problem. I have spent the whole year planning stuff, first my trip to Toronto and then our grand adventure in Ireland. Now… I am plan-less. The same thing happened to me after our wedding, after the buzz of it wore off I found myself in a deep funk. I was embarrassed at the time, I had just had this AMAZING experience and I was totally bummed, I thought I was just being spoiled until I mentioned it to another friend who had been married the year before. She said that she had felt the exact same way! What a relief. I was normal…. well normalish.
At lest I was able to quickly put my finger on the problem and now I can go about remedying it, finding new things to put my energy into. I sorry if I came off as mopey yesterday. Thanks for listening!
Listen guys! HEY!! HEY GUYS!! Listen! Seriously I am like the worst blogger ever. I am sorry.
I have no idea where the time goes, there just never seem to be enough hours in the day. Not that I have spent the summer doing anything REALLY interesting. I gotta booboo and broke my #notv plan. I worked a lot, played some Pokemon Go. Honestly I did almost nothing on my list. Oh don’t get me wrong, there were some really great times, it just went by too fast and I was too caught up in other things to really get everything I wanted out of this summer. I know there are still 16.5 days left but it all just went by too fast.
I’ve always had a soft spot for September and the approach of Autumn, to me it’s always been a kind of New Year. I am hoping that I can find my chutzpah, find some energy and get off my duff and make something splendid out the the remaining nice time we have before winter. September and October are awesome months and I am hoping to really make the most of them!