Update

In case you didn’t know, I work at a vet clinic and it is calving season right now. The days are long, unpredictable and extremely busy. It is a non-stop barrage of people patients, and phone calls. I consider myself lucky when I am able to leave work on time. It is a good thing. A much needed swift and painful slap on my ass to wake me out of my winter slumber and propel me into spring. As the snow recedes, a flood of summer projects takes its place. We are busy talking, planning and deciding on how to revamp our yard to make it more user-friendly. Will we be able to get all of this done? Not likely. But it is nice to dream 🙂

I saved a life this week. With a combination of technical skill and pure luck, I placed an IV catheter in a recumbent calf. By the end of the day, he was half up and sucking on a bottle. Let me tell you, I am feeling pretty damn great because of it. This wasn’t one of those typical moments in my life where I briefly recognize a job well done and move on. The feeling lit my whole drive home and has stayed with me all week. I feel good about what I am doing.

Days off, hubby and I are diligently repairing the basement. I will use the term “we” quite loosely here since he is the one to do most of the work. I hold the boards, close my eyes and press the button on the air nailer. I am super pleased with our progress. It is still a hoarding haven for too many useless things, but we are working on it, and that’s what counts.

It has been good to take a bit of a break from this blogosphere. It just got to the point where I  was skimming through your posts just to leave my mark behind. Each of you put a lot of thought and time into your blogs and I didn’t think that it was fair, or honest, for me to scan over what you have put out. It is not a popularity contest.  It is not about the numbers for me, but maintaining a certain amount of  quality to relationships I have formed here. And I feel very fortunate to have met some pretty incredible people. Thank you all 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

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Don’t you just love when you connect to a photo challenge and it takes you days to realize that you didn’t even get the name right?

Public humility is a good thing, especially if it can garner a chuckle.(?) Amazingly enough, nobody commented on it. WP, you are too polite.

In other news…
…the pace of life here has sped up  substantially these last couple of weeks. Luckily, I am able to run on auto pilot. In the meantime, this blog may be set aside for some much needed R&R. (I have a fantasy of flopping my body in the bed and sleeping until noon…)

Xo WP. Hope to be back when I can think coherently…

Cancercize with Renee

Wanted to share this inspiration with all of you today. Comments disabled here, please visit Paula and Renee.

Never A Dull Bling

renee fearless I totally pilfered this from Renee’s Facebook Page. The ring says “fearless.”

I have a friend who was diagnosed with breast cancer last November.  She is also a blogger here on WordPress… The Revenge Wogger.  I know and love her as Renee.  She started her blog as an anonymous avenue to document her “revenge wogging” as she had plans to overtake a friend in a particular race they do together every year.  That race is coming up in May.  Cancer has detoured her for a little while… but only for this year.

Renee had a double mastectomy in January.  Thankfully she’s starting to recover from that surgery, but now she starts chemotherapy on March 17th.  Before cancer got in the way, she was a Zumba instructor.  That’s been put on hold as well.  However, it has been said that one way to beat the fatigue that chemotherapy sends your…

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Us

I have been trying to recall how we came to be

trying to remember when you were just you,

and I was just me

Forgive me, but my memory is a little bit hazy…

I remember long looks at the grocery store

And then came the post it notes on my door

You remember when we first connected

how my body reacted was quite unexpected

Months passed by as we got to know one another

friend to friend, lover to lover

Then chaos came knocking on our front door

It rattled our foundation and crumbled our floor

You remember all of the anger, pain and misery

I found a man with morals, standards and integrity

(Trust me, this is not to be taken lightly!

These qualities are not found in everybody!)

Do you remember those days, how we hid ourselves inside?

Revelling in our bodies, there was nothing left to hide

We consoled ourselves with only our skin

we were young and adventurous

and living in sin

We spent years inside that sensual bliss

But the impact of the strife, I couldn’t dismiss

It became too much for me to bear

I decided to leave, not because I didn’t care!

It was just a little too much for the younger version of me

I think you understand, it was part of my destiny

How many times did fate bring us back together?

To reignite our flame and keep us connected to one another?

And even though we spent those years apart

We couldn’t ignore what was truly in our hearts

I couldn’t foretell our future, how our story would unfold

Until we met again that day, in the middle of the road

Somehow we intuited it was now or never,

to combine our lives and be together forever

From that moment on

I have never regretted it

Yes, you drive me nuts!!

But that’s to be expected

Looking back now,

anyone can see

Honey, you and I

are just meant to be

💋💖💘💝💞❤💋💗

 

 

 

My Little Homemade Remedy

Where do I go
When life is a little rough
I get on my knees
And look in her eyes
For me, that is enough

It is enough to remind me
Of what is important here
Not the bills to pay
How clean my house is
Not even my career

When her blue eyes are twinkling
And she is giggling with glee
I can’t help but laugh with her
And wonder
“How am I so lucky?”

I should record her laughter
The way it echoes through my home
I could listen to it
In my golden years
After she is gone and on her own

If I could preserve her spirit
And bottle up her energy
I could sip it,
Like medicine,
My little homemade remedy


My written response to “Where is your happy place?”

Needing Wind

Sigh. This has just been one of those years… We started it off with the best of intentions and were thwarted by things (mostly) out of our control. I can tell you that I have felt like a miner with a dull spoon, scraping away at the same rock with little results, waiting for for that piece of gold to fall to my feet. I can also tell you that I have lost my enthusiasm along the way.

This last week, we have had to reassess our situation here and contemplate which way is the best to go. It is never easy to let go of your dreams and admit defeat. It is not easy for us to make the call, load up all of our four legged critters and say goodbye. And the impact of our decision has left us feeling…well defeated.

We could use a little wind in our sails to help us push past these waters right now. Every night, as we lay on the couch and wrap our arms around each other, I can’t ignore the heaviness in our hearts, and it feels a little too much like empty comfort.

Patience Please!

If you have some extra patience
Could you please send some my way
My child just doesn’t understand
There are things I need to do today

I woke up an hour early
So I could get a head start
But she woke up early too
And blew my plans apart

She began to help with breakfast
A simple, daily chore
She cracked some eggs in a bowl
And dumped them on the floor

We took our efforts outside
To tidy up our lawn
One moment she was there
And the next moment – gone

And where would I find her?
But well beyond the trees
Up on the road, with the dogs
Acting just like the puppies

After that I had decided
That she should have a nap
I brought her inside the house
And snuggled her on my lap

I thought I had achieved success
When her eyes started closing
But then the damn phone rang
And it prevented her from dozing

The rest of my day was filled
With very similar events
Forgive me for complaining
I just really needed to vent!

Now she is tired and cranky
Clinging on to my knees
So if you have some extra patience
Could you send me some, please!

Writing 101: Day 14: Recreate a single day

Butterflies

rehashing this older post for writing101:day9

Dear Mom,

I needed to let you know, mama, that I am still thinking of you. If you were here I would let you braid my hair like you used to. I might let you brush it if you promised to be gentle. Maybe you could cook for me, and we could measure your “little bits”, so I could get it right, because, somehow, when I try, it just doesn’t taste the same.

You should see my girl mama. She looks a lot like us, she has our eyes. She reminds me of you even in her young age. She likes to dig in the dirt and pull out the flowers. She thinks she is weeding. And, yes mama, I am trying to teach her just like you taught me, but she doesn’t like to listen all the time.

I need to thank you mama, for all the love you gave me because now I know how to give it to her. I hope I give her enough to help her through her hard times just like yours helped me. I hope she can carry it with her and pass it onto her own family.

Remember these mama?

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They were the butterflies you pulled off of the grill of uncles’ truck when he came for a visit. No mama, it isn’t gross, and don’t tell me to throw them away. They have kept well all these years between the glass and they remind me of you. You touched these wings , you preserved them, you found beauty in their death. I keep them beside my bed as a reminder of the lesson and I hope you have found beauty where you are too. xoxoxoxox