Sunday, May 31, 2009
Starting Herbal School
Well the other day I posted on my ND blog about being excited about school but bummed because I and not heard from them yet. Just got my Letter so I am once again stoked as hell. If you want to keep up with what I learn check out the link to it..
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Changing Years
Well it seems with my last few cycles I have noticed changes of maybe they have just become more apparent to me. Of seems that the years before I hit menopause are upon me and they seem at the moment a bit unsettling to say the least .
The guys are by now freaking out about gross girl stuff but if you spouse or significat other is 35 or older you might want to get in the know. The knowledge you gain will help her and you ease the stress of these years. Once I am done reading the review will be posted on out of print blog
The guys are by now freaking out about gross girl stuff but if you spouse or significat other is 35 or older you might want to get in the know. The knowledge you gain will help her and you ease the stress of these years. Once I am done reading the review will be posted on out of print blog
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Long Weekend
Enjoyed Monday and off was somewhat relaxing. Broke in the new grill and came up with a new rub for my chicken now I just have to write down what I put in it. Had a flat tire just outside of Starbucks and had the spare put on and O dark thirty in the evening. To top that all off Daughter got her spacers bright and early in the am. Bad idea to stay up late, and good old Kramer tire cost me $98 to get a tire changed and put on. that is just Tuesday morning.. well off to work.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Weekend OMG
So I for got the post the pick of the pig picking flier and due to the fact that I lost it in the heap of papers I take with me everywhere. Will get another and post it. they do it every weekend so More time to check it out.
My oldest son mowed the lawn this weekend and to his dismay and mind ran over 2 baby rabbits. to say he was devastated is not even close. what makes it so bad is he hit the first one then I came and checked the grass that was left saw nothing went back up front after assuring him none was there and not 5min later I hear "MOM, I hit another one. that was the end of grass cutting for him this weekend.
Dad finishes up the yard and we get a new grill (yeah Walmart) come home set it and realize we don't have chairs or table for out guest family.. Sigh back to Walmart we will go. Oh Well
Have a Great and Safe Holiday Weekend
My oldest son mowed the lawn this weekend and to his dismay and mind ran over 2 baby rabbits. to say he was devastated is not even close. what makes it so bad is he hit the first one then I came and checked the grass that was left saw nothing went back up front after assuring him none was there and not 5min later I hear "MOM, I hit another one. that was the end of grass cutting for him this weekend.
Dad finishes up the yard and we get a new grill (yeah Walmart) come home set it and realize we don't have chairs or table for out guest family.. Sigh back to Walmart we will go. Oh Well
Have a Great and Safe Holiday Weekend
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
You Know Your in the South When
I had noticed a few weeks ago a sign about a pig picking which at the time struck me as funny because my DH once told me when his mom would pull up in folks driveway she would comment about is this the place selling the pigs get a no and drive off.
Well you know your in the south when your local family gas station/carwash has a Pig Picking ok Saturday. That's right a Whole Hog Roast. Well being some what observant Jew the pig eating thing not gonna fly with me but I have heard the regulars tell them how glad they are that they decided to do it again this year .
When I stop for gas or what ever they know me by face if not my name buy again in the south manners are usually parmount.
So those of you on the Hampton Roads area check it out and tell me what you think. Here is a pick of the flyer.
Yeah I am going to check it out before work.
Well you know your in the south when your local family gas station/carwash has a Pig Picking ok Saturday. That's right a Whole Hog Roast. Well being some what observant Jew the pig eating thing not gonna fly with me but I have heard the regulars tell them how glad they are that they decided to do it again this year .
When I stop for gas or what ever they know me by face if not my name buy again in the south manners are usually parmount.
So those of you on the Hampton Roads area check it out and tell me what you think. Here is a pick of the flyer.
Yeah I am going to check it out before work.
Good News
Of all days on Mothers Day I found out she had surgery for Breast cancer and had her breast removed. Yesterday I found out that my Aunt is cancer free. In other good news Tovias is doing well and hopped up on Vicadin. He is truly having a House moment...
Oh Yeah I have started my studies for Master Herbalist check out the link on the side..
Take care off to work..
Oh Yeah I have started my studies for Master Herbalist check out the link on the side..
Take care off to work..
Monday, May 18, 2009
My Cats think I am Crazy
This morning was frustrating to say the least. piss poor communications leading to papers not being filled out and missed surgery date. Of course when you call to be told this is the first time this has ever happened before is just the icing on the cake. So to bring myself down from the edge of a just discovered cliff I passed back and forth. I Just knew it would take for ever for me to calm down but as I paced I looked over and watch as both my cats sat on the carpet and watched as I went on my repetitive route through the house.
I had to laugh as there heads followed me and then they would look at each other as if to say great she's finally lost it who is gonna feed us now...Watching them and of course a Venti Soy Chai for Starbucks I was good in no time...
So now I guess I will Finish my house work before work and read the news to see what I can See See See (sorry childhood flash back)
I had to laugh as there heads followed me and then they would look at each other as if to say great she's finally lost it who is gonna feed us now...Watching them and of course a Venti Soy Chai for Starbucks I was good in no time...
So now I guess I will Finish my house work before work and read the news to see what I can See See See (sorry childhood flash back)
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Grownup and Nightmares
Nightmares are often things that you tell your children won't come true. You comfort them and send them on there way or stroke there heads and kiss them to sooth the fear and the last resort is letting them crawl in bed with you. Now being the eclectic parent that I am I went and bought Dream Catchers for my children. Don't laugh all 5 of my kids have had them and maybe one has had a nightmare. but I digress...
Often we remember our childhood horrors as silly. The giant dinosaur who pick up your house (with out breaking it mind you) and ate who ever ran from it (no I have never done drugs).
Of course not all of our nightmares where as silly as that. We have those that carry over from real fears like our parents death. But What about When your suppose to be a grownup. What about your nightmares then.
Waking this morning with a deep aching fear and fresh images of a trip gone very bad is how I started my day. It may have been on a "Bad Dream" but the physical pain I felt at the core of my body was not. Knowing that I was not in bed alone and that if I told him what was wrong all the would do or say would not ease the pain and tension I was feeling. A hunter in a tree , people dying, those you thought got away laying on the ground scared to move. The details I remember are still quit clear. I was not afraid of dying because death is inevitable and without it there would be not room for others nor would there be emotional growth so death I don't fear because it is a necessity. Now how I die is entirely different.
Pain is not high on my list of ways to go but in that situation not knowing if you are next, or who is next is even less pleasing. int the dream when we all hit the ground I was the only one who could see the hunter. I watched as the men close to moved to cover me and a middle age women who turns out to be the hunters sister move them away to keep me alive and by doing so may have put herself on his kill list. The whole this is happening I fell the conflict of who is next, the anxiety of others dying trying to save me and being the only one who can see him and feeling helpless to save them but needing to try.
What woke me up I don't know but the emotions from that conflict came with me back to reality and that is what no amount of comfort could ease for me. It wasn't the death or the dying that bothered me it was.... What would I choose... That is the grownup nightmare
Often we remember our childhood horrors as silly. The giant dinosaur who pick up your house (with out breaking it mind you) and ate who ever ran from it (no I have never done drugs).
Of course not all of our nightmares where as silly as that. We have those that carry over from real fears like our parents death. But What about When your suppose to be a grownup. What about your nightmares then.
Waking this morning with a deep aching fear and fresh images of a trip gone very bad is how I started my day. It may have been on a "Bad Dream" but the physical pain I felt at the core of my body was not. Knowing that I was not in bed alone and that if I told him what was wrong all the would do or say would not ease the pain and tension I was feeling. A hunter in a tree , people dying, those you thought got away laying on the ground scared to move. The details I remember are still quit clear. I was not afraid of dying because death is inevitable and without it there would be not room for others nor would there be emotional growth so death I don't fear because it is a necessity. Now how I die is entirely different.
Pain is not high on my list of ways to go but in that situation not knowing if you are next, or who is next is even less pleasing. int the dream when we all hit the ground I was the only one who could see the hunter. I watched as the men close to moved to cover me and a middle age women who turns out to be the hunters sister move them away to keep me alive and by doing so may have put herself on his kill list. The whole this is happening I fell the conflict of who is next, the anxiety of others dying trying to save me and being the only one who can see him and feeling helpless to save them but needing to try.
What woke me up I don't know but the emotions from that conflict came with me back to reality and that is what no amount of comfort could ease for me. It wasn't the death or the dying that bothered me it was.... What would I choose... That is the grownup nightmare
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Primal Screams
It's not been often in my life where a situation,action or moment has made what seems like a primal scream from deep in my soul come forth so much so that my body shakes from the sound.
The first time I was in 8th grade and had final become part of the regular crowd, not the one they picked on. There was a new girl who had locks long before they became the in thing and bad acne to the point some bled. On one of the many days we went past her and comments where made and I laughed along seemed no different than any other but this time I looked her in the eyes and saw her pain and felt it like my own. Then the scream came and I stop in my steps and relized what I was becoming. I chose a different path in life that day.
I know there was another time but as of my writing this I can not remember clearly what it was.
That same scream came again yesterday bit this it was because of something a good friend told me that I shall not repeat. His words did not sink in right away. I had to read it again and as my eyes passed over his words it came.
For the life of me I could not grasp the words let alone the intent behind them. Normally I would just listen but I could not hold my peace and spoke my mind. I know I am being vague but I won't break confidence buy I have come to realize mind games let alone with the intention to hurt is my greatest pet peeve and that word does not even begin to cover the magnitude of how that makes me feel.
The first time I was in 8th grade and had final become part of the regular crowd, not the one they picked on. There was a new girl who had locks long before they became the in thing and bad acne to the point some bled. On one of the many days we went past her and comments where made and I laughed along seemed no different than any other but this time I looked her in the eyes and saw her pain and felt it like my own. Then the scream came and I stop in my steps and relized what I was becoming. I chose a different path in life that day.
I know there was another time but as of my writing this I can not remember clearly what it was.
That same scream came again yesterday bit this it was because of something a good friend told me that I shall not repeat. His words did not sink in right away. I had to read it again and as my eyes passed over his words it came.
For the life of me I could not grasp the words let alone the intent behind them. Normally I would just listen but I could not hold my peace and spoke my mind. I know I am being vague but I won't break confidence buy I have come to realize mind games let alone with the intention to hurt is my greatest pet peeve and that word does not even begin to cover the magnitude of how that makes me feel.
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