Stressssssssss

I saw my Dr. yesterday. Have I mentioned how great he is? I have? Oh, well let me just say again he is super fantastic.
We discussed my blood work which was good and somehow defying logic. We talked about Chemo pills and bone pain (which is virtually non-existent). But most of all we talked about stress and how that can affect me. We talked a lot about my husband leaving and the effect on the kids and families and me. It is the first time we talked more about my stress level than my blood levels.

Most oncology doctors wouldn't go into such detail with their patients. He suggested many options...one involved a guy named Frankie "Four Fingers" Messorelli...actually I think that was my suggestion...

Anyway, my new marching orders are not to be stressed out...so I gotta go. My driver is bringing the Jaguar around to take us to the airport where the kids and I will spend a few weeks in Arizona on our oceanfront property.

A peach

Peach facts to enhance your life.....
Prunus Persica or peaches, they say, originated in China. They are symbols of abundance and protection. So far I am loving the peach. They are also said to be symbols of affection. The peach is bursting with vitamin A and C and E, and if you can handle more good news, they are good for your skin!!! I say, who CAN'T love a peach?

So today I ate a peach. With every bite I felt abundance and protection. Seriously. Maybe it wasn't because of the peach itself, but I felt it!
I also felt like telling my kids..."You're a peach" which I did and my son smiled and my daughter looked at me funny.

Today, peaches became part of the healing process and I ain't turning back. In fact, here is my gift to you today...in case you need some healing yourself.


Peach Cobbler Crumb Cake
1 (16 oz.) can of peaches in light syrup
1 box yellow cake mix
1 cube of butter


Instructions
Pour peaches and syrup in 9 x 13 cake pan. Sprinkle cake mix over peaches. Top with butter slices. Bake at 350 degrees until golden brown. Serve with Cool Whip or alone.

You're welcome

Where have I been you ask?

Last week the kids and I headed to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I was scheduled to go to a conference all weekend and the kids were scheduled to be entertained and fed and catered to all weekend.

Welllllllllll.....Mom and I both ended up with back spasms. Holy donuts they hurt and they annoy and they kinda ruin your chance to attend the whole conference.
I did, however, meet some great people and I am very thankful for that.
There was a moment when Emily's schedule and my pain didn't line up. That was not a good moment...but we worked it out. She got home in time to do everything she needed to do and I took another dose of muscle relaxers. I still have a lot to work on with her. I need to find a book titled: "How to parent your 18yr old with Asperger's who wants it all"

The silver lining is that she and I had a good talk, we both learned some things that will help each other in the upcoming years and we both have counseling appointments next week. We'll make it......nothing is impossible.

A hairy situation

Dog hair dog hair everywhere,
dog hair dog hair in the air,
dog hair dog hair on the floor,
dog hair dog hair in the drawer

dog hair dog hair on the couch,
dog hair dog hair in my mouth.
dog hair dog hair on my pants,
let's all do the dog hair dance.

Dog hair dog hair in the car
today I wage the dog hair war.
First I brush him for an hour
Next I place him in the shower.

The dog hair problem will soon be gone
At least until tomorrow's dawn.

I'm coming Forest!

This is my baby Forest....who is actually Holly's baby literally...but by ownership is my baby...and now under new ownership is in fact Ruth's baby. And as Natalie Grant sings:

You'll always be my baby
No matter how the years fly by
The way you love me made me
Who I am in this world
I'm a woman now, not a little girl
Wherever this life takes me
You'll always be my baby

Well she kinda sings that but I changed the words a little tiny bit...and I would like to add that she will always be his baby...and he was a great dad...still is...and taking it a step further..I love the Grant family, everyone of them..though I haven't seen Steve in a while, but I am planning coffee with Beth soon.

So today, I am off to be enchanted by Forest...get it? Enchanted...Forest...
I give up. While I am there I will be graced by the presence of my dear friend Ruth which will add greatly to my day in ways that are too many to count.

So due to the dictates of the ferry (oh how I miss homeschooling moms over the summer break) I must go. I have a lot of carrots to pack for my baby...I mean her baby..never mind.

Organizationally challenged

We all have gifts and talents. One of my talents is to be amazingly disorganized. Another one of my wonderful talents is to save every ticket stub, picture, report card, school picture, birthday card, gum wrapper, school project, newspaper clipping,teacher evaluation, business card, friend gift, and baby hair. I do this so that in the future when my kids want to remember their childhood and cry and laugh and wonder when the heck they did something, they will have at their immediate disposal, something to remind them of everything they have ever done in their entire life.

I also have the insane ability to make sure it is never in one place....making it almost impossible to find when I need to.

This was the story this morning. I needed two simple pieces of paper...critical pieces of paper...papers containing very critical information...AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!

After tearing everything apart...I found the papers... papers that documented my daughter's diagnosis.... in the middle of a 3 ring binder on the top shelf, that was full of football statistics from a computer football game. Brilliant!

Can you make New Year's resolutions in July? Because my resolution for 2010 is to get organized.

See you in December, when I will be sharing with you all the excuses for why this never happened...I better start a file for that.

Letting go..

Wow if the past few years have not been all about "letting go" for me. That and about 100 other things. But I would have to say that the letting go has been the biggest and hardest of the lessons....not to mention I am afraid of heights!


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