Friday, February 27, 2015

Not Losing My Marbles

When you target shoot, as I do, for Marbles, and when you are hopelessly outmatched by your competition, it is a wonderful day indeed when you finally win. 

And today was such a day.    I beat my worthy opponent by a mere 6 points (he had offered to spot me 10 points, but I didn't need his stinkin' patronage and earned myself a natural win, a point I've had to mention many times already!)    Victory is sweet, and my martini trophy glass is not quite so empty anymore! 

It still feels very much like winter here, we still have lots of snow and ice.  But a friend's chicken's are obviously feeling optimistic lately and I am hoping that they know something I don't know.   When the hens start laying again, spring can't be far behind!   Let's hope!  :)

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Bitter Cold

It has been bitterly cold.  Sunday night my car thermometer registered at 13 below - that's a real number, not a wind chill number - although by the time I arrived home an hour later, the temperature had risen to a balmy minus ten.   A nearby community was 24 below, so I felt lucky to live in the tropics.  But the wind chill by my house was 35 below.    Brrrrrr.    Today it was 10 degrees ABOVE zero when I went out, and it felt like a heat wave. 

Strangest of all, a friend and I were driving the other day when, (literally) out of the blue, a bird dropped dead right out of the sky, falling right in front of our car.  I've never seen such a thing.     I know there are parts of the world that are colder, and I hope they have way better socks and gloves than I do.   For mid-Michigan, this is cold weather.

Today is Mardi Gras, so yesterday the Littles and I decorated the King Cake that I ordered, as I do every year, from New Orleans, with the traditional green, gold and purple sugar.   An hour later we were all in sugar shock.   Love it.  :)    And since I live in Michigan, where paczkis are the order of the day on Fat Tuesday, I managed to eat one (or two) of those at my early morning meeting at work.   It's good to know that I am all ready to celebrate Fat Tuesday today -- I've got the fat already packed on, lol.   Hey, it's a matter of self defense when the weather is this cold!  I need that insulation to keep me warm.  :)    I hope you are all feeling as fat and happy this Mardi Gras as I am!




Sunday, February 15, 2015

How Can I Be So Busy and Still Nothing Is New?

It's only February, but I already have that "where is the time going" feeling this year.    It's the shortest month, but I feel like I'm pretty much ready for it to be over.  Although there is not much to show for it, it's been ridiculously busy, mostly with self-imposed tasks, of course, so no room to complain.   Here are the highpoints, which (I think you'll agree) are not very high.
There has been a lot more snow and a lot more shoveling.  The rabbits show up every night for the kibble I set out for them, and I can tell when there is fresh snow that there are more of them than I would have expected -- it looks some days like there has been a bunny stampede out there.

My car got smashed by a neighbor who hit it while I was briefly parked on the street, waiting for someone to pull out of the driveway.   The neighbor's explanation: there isn't usually a car there so I didn't look.   Two weeks later and I still haven't been able to schedule for the two days that are required for the repairs.  

I left a bathroom faucet on by accident one busy day last week and came home to find an inch of water on the floor.   The good news: the bathroom floor is now cleaner than usual.
Our search and rescue group had a January drill in the snow.  My clearest lesson was that, dang, I am old.   Trudging through snow is very hard work and I was exhausted long before we were finished.    I was glad for the walking stick that makes me look here like a blind person, lol.  Thank goodness the drill required frequent stops for compass shoots and flagging.  The secondary lesson was that I quickly forget the exhaustion and someone convince myself that it was a lot of fun and that I can't wait to do it again.   Sort of like birthing a baby.  :)
I have tentatively decided that I will not stay in my hospice job after this year.   I don't feel that I'm bringing the energy that my patients and families deserve; although I have cherished the lessons that this job has taught me, it is time to think about doing something else.

My grandkids and their parents will be moving from their house on my block this summer.  They bought a new house, not far away, but no longer in my neighborhood.     Change is inevitable and they (and I) are both nostalgic and excited about this one.  They love the new house and, although there will be a few adjustments in all our lives, I think it will be wonderful for them in the long run, and it feels like a new stage of life for me.
I won a 'boot bag' from a local ski shop, big enough to be a Go-Bag to keep in my car for unexpected Call Outs or times when I am snowed in at a friend's house and don't want to make the drive home.   I love winning, of course, so this was a fun surprise.
I've been making cookies for the local sheriff and 911 operators the past few months.   So far, as far as I can tell from the feedback, the Valentine's Day cookies have been their favorites.   Who would have guessed -- maybe they are a bunch of closet romantics?  

In the crafting world,  I used the theme of Masks in one of my grief groups and we talked about the 'masks' we wear and created a few to symbolize where we were or wanted to be emotionally.    I love seeing the expression of emotion through craft.
 
In my own, still messy, craft room,  I started making scrappy quilt squares, pretty little things.   If I find the time (and focus) to make enough squares, maybe I will try to finish a for-real-grown-up flimsy that I can have quilted for my granddaughter.   Don't hold your breath on this one; they will just as likely end up being yet another tote bag.
This week is Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday, time for a whole new mood-set.  I hope I will find time for reflection moving forward, and will feel more settled as we move into the next part of this year.   For many of my friends, 2015 has had a difficult and rocky beginning, with too much sickness and sadness and death already.    I am counting my blessings and hoping that things smooth out for all of us as the next weeks go by.     Remember to celebrate the little things.  :)