Thursday, November 30, 2017
It seems that every year comes with challenges. Every year we all seem to rise above and move on with life. Some events (obviously) easier to overcome than others.
Last week was both Bryce's second birthday and Thanksgiving. Sam and Adam hosted this year's dinner. Mainly because it was both two celebrations and that just getting through that much of a day would wipe me out.
Thanks to grandson Aidan, our budding chef, my portion of the meal got done. He helped by scoring the potatoes and then ricing them for me. He also helped make the pumpkin streusel pie. Kid is a natural in the kitchen and is always looking to learn more techniques.
We had dinner at 4 and everyone was on their way home about 7:30. I was so exhausted that I literally crashed for the night by 8:30.
This week I missed what is probably the last of my water aerobic classes for the year. Tuesday morning had me opening the door for the pups to 55 degrees and a gale! No way could I go. I waited until 9:30 but the wind/cold persisted. So I took a hot shower, got dressed and then went to let the dogs out again. Guess what? At 10:25 the wind left us and the temps were now a wonderful 72.
I was pretty mad. But I really can't breathe well in the cold and certainly not the wind. I took the dogs for a walk instead.
Usually people like to verbalize what they are thankful for this time of the year, so here's mine:
1-My parents are still doing okay.
2-Kids are all in good health.
3-Sister and niece were part of the survivors of the Vegas debacle.
4-My husband is a wonderful, patient and caring man.
and last but certainly not least, 5-That I am still here and living. While still weak and not that well, I'm not the same amount of "sick" that I was in June.