Yeah, it has been a really long time. I haven’t been feeling well for about that long…. Fibromyalgia is sucking the life out of me. I need to put up more of a fight.
I think I’ll get back to writing here because I need something to keep me going. I’m working on getting back into reading too. I didn’t read much at all last year. It is so hard to focus and I find myself reading the same line over and over again and forgetting what I read.
Anyway, when I went to the doctor last week (I think it was) I had planned to do something before and changed my mind. Whenever I leave the house in the winter the cold makes me start to hurt all over. Usually, my husband drives me. He picks me up in a warmed up car and drops me off right at the door so I spend as little time as possible in the cold. Well, something came up and I ended up driving myself. So, forgetting that I can’t do what I used to, I planned some other stops along the way. Once I left the warm garage though and the cold air started seeping into the car I quickly changed my mind. Instead I stopped into the Literacy Council’s used book store which is close to the clinic. I picked up two books: The Inn at Rose Harbor by Debbie Macomber and Spirit Walker, a beautiful book of Indian poetry and artwork by Nancy Wood with paintings by Frank Howell. I bought a copy of Spirit Walker for my mother in law and read it before I gave it to her. I started tagging the poems I really liked with sticky notes and realized I had nearly tagged the whole book. I was so surprised to see that book there so I bought it for myself. The artwork is beautiful! I saw the Debbie Macomber book when it first came out in hard back and decided to wait for it. I finally found it in paperback and because my punch card was full I got it for free.
After my appointment I stopped by Joann’s to get some stuff to dress up a wallet box left over from Christmas. I have grand ideas for this box. I also joined this group on facebook called the Craft Hole that has challenges and swaps. One of the challenges is “trash to treasure” and I signed up since that is right up my alley! I’ve been sick with a cold though so I have’t been able to work on it. I was getting worried I wouldn’t finish before the deadline which is the end of the month. I’m feeling a little better though, so I started working on it last night. So for I’ve just been painting it with gesso to cover up their logo and all the orange inside. So it looks rather ghostly at the moment. I’ll make a post later for that. I’m still not sure exactly what I’m going to do next.
Anyway, I think it was Wednesday when I slept all day and woke up when my husband came home from work. I wasn’t feeling well because of the cold but I wasn’t as achy. I realized I was feeling more clear-headed so I decided to try reading the Debbie Macomber book. I read several chapters and Ahhhhh! I sure missed reading. I even did 10 minutes on my stationary bike while reading since my doctor wants me to do at least 10 minutes of cardio a day. Reading sure makes it easier and I managed to get through it without too much pain. Hopefully I can continue doing that.
American Idol started Wednesday also and I love that show. I didn’t love it as much last year but I’m loving it this year. Harry is great! Adding him as a judge was such a great choice. No more drama or cat fights between judges. Maybe this year the show can actually be about the contestants.
Okay, back to work on my ghost box.
From the Illustrated Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman
Daily Prompt: Bookworms
Grab the nearest book. Open it and go to the tenth word. Do a Google Image Search of the word. Write about what the image brings to mind.
suppose to be the case, without proof.
“you’re afraid of what people are going to assume about me”
||presume, suppose, take it (as given), take for granted, take as read,conjecture, surmise, conclude, deduce, infer, reckon, reason, think,fancy, believe, understand, gather, figure More
take or begin to have (power or responsibility).
“he assumed full responsibility for all organizational work”
Copied from Google
I assume that the sun is going to rise at the predicted time and will set again as anticipated. I assume that my coffee will not make itself so I must get out of bed. I assume life will keep on going until it ends and I will keep on reading until the world runs out of books.
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English: Freestyle skiing jump (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
WordPress Blog Prompt: What’s the 11th item on your bucket list?
Well I don’t actually have a bucket list written down but I do have several things I’ve always wanted to do like hang-gliding, riding a hot air balloon, go to Italy…etc. I have always wanted to go skiing and I live in Alaska and have never gotten to go. I really wish I had gone when I was younger and before I got fibromyalgia. Now, I’ll probably never be able to do it.
A friend of mine just went skiing. I saw her pictures online and was so excited for her…. Then, I was jealous. I really REALLY wanted to go and my husband doesn’t want to go down hill skiing. He tried it before and had a miserable time. He only likes cross-country skiing. I talked to my friend and she said I could go with her. She was going yesterday with her son who was in town anyway. I told my husband I was going to go when he came out and he talked me out of it. He was really worried about how I would feel afterwards. I knew I would have pain from it and I was thinking I could just bite the bullet you know? Well, he reminded me of some of the more difficult times I’ve had when all I did was get cold. He said, not only would I get cold but I would be exercising more than I’m used it. Way more since my muscles have shrunk down to nothing. So, I listened to my guidance councilor and didn’t go. After all, he is the one who has always been there by my side when I was down. He remembers how it was and I tend to tune it out. I want to think I’m still She-ra, princess of Power!!! I knew he was probably right and I’m not as tough as I think I am anymore. Pooh.
So now I’m going to put on my wii and skii! hehe <— I’m a poet and I know it!
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WordPress Daily Prompt: If there were a real Fountain of Youth, would you drink the water?
Only if there was enough for my Chris too.
I love my husband Chris with all of my heart and want to live just as long as he does and no longer. My soul will die when his does, whether my body does or not.
When I look in the mirror these days I frown at the blemishes and gray hair. I have gained a lot of weight and I don’t even feel like myself anymore. It is hard to exercise with chronic pain but I try. I wish I could look and feel like I once did BUT my husband is also gray, heavier and…. well he is just as lovable as ever. He has mellowed with age actually. He reminds me so much of his dad. Actually, the more I think about it…..
No. I am happy with the way things are. My husband doesn’t seem to mind that I have aged and I love him more every single day.
I am looking forward to living out the rest of my days with my husband. My kids are mostly grown and at some point I will (hopefully) have some grandchildren to love and spoil. And when I die, I am looking forward to seeing my mom and all of my other friends and relatives again. Heaven’s garden is being looked after by my angel mother.
Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times are in His hand
Who saith “A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!”
This was taken many moons ago on our anniversary. Now we have been married for 21 years.
I used to write poetry all the time but for some reason I just haven’t lately. Last week when my mind was wondering I thought of something and wrote it down. It was just a thought but could possibly grow into a poem. A few days later it happened again and I realized that this actually happens a lot and I just never remember them. I got a little journal for jotting down these little poetic seeds. I think if I just put a little time into it I could come up with something good but I just don’t ever sit down to write anymore. So I just started a new blog that will be for this call Poetreehouse. I have only written one poem there but there will be many more to come. I wrote that poem about my little maple tree in my front yard that is bright red and orange.
I am thinking of adding a few others to the site so if anyone else likes to write please let me know. Don’t think you’re not good enough. This is just a fun thing – an exercise of the brain.
Please check out the site and let me know what you think.