It could be. It depends what else happens today.
Today I am grateful that my hubby asked me to walk the dogs with him. We have a route that we usually take. First, we walk down the hill to our neighbourhood park. This park is partly manicured and partly wild. It's a lovely place to meander in. If it hasn't rained in a bit we take the "wilder" paths. If it's like today and it "snowed" (for 3 min) and rained then it's better to stick to the paved paths. There are a lot of hills and I would rather not slip and fall down one. We usually end up going to visit the river with it's Yin and Yang aspects. It's soothing. A little jaunt up a hill and we are in the dog park. It's a gorgeous dog park with MASSIVE Mighty Oaks to visit with. The dogs play and I go say hi to the trees by sitting on a bench under their huge limbs. I love that spot in the summer too! It's cooler and the sunshine dapples through.
After we finish at the dog park we make our way through the neighbourhood. It's a wonderful neighbourhood. Today I took pictures of a rock garden at one of the homes and also some budding bushes at another. Lastly, we walk up a steep hill (there is no shortage of hills in New Westminster- you can't walk anywhere without climbing one) to our house. Today we left in the "snowshower" and within moments were enjoying amazing sunshine. It was brisk and crisp and I loved it.
For those of you who don't know what a Canadian Winter looks like...the following pictures should be illuminating.
The other thing I am thankful for? My iPhone camera. I always have a camera with me because I always have my iPhone with me. Here are some pictures of my walk today. I am sad I didn't take river pictures.
There are huge mountains in this picture. You just can't see them. It's too cloudy.
My house is on that hill, in this picture, but I can't find it. LOL
I sort of think the rock on the right is petrified dung.
If you look closely you can see the white stripes in at least 3 of these stones..
Okay okay okay, these pictures are NOT indicative of a typical Canadian winter. These show what it's like in winter in the Lower Mainland of British Columbia. These winters are a lot of why I live here. There are a few other reasons. Like Mountains.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Not quite a thankful.
For Christmas and Yule this year I decided that I would make some of the gifts I was going to give. I have a sewing machine that my bestie gave me 3 Yules ago and I haven't really used it except to make some repairs in garments. It was time to start the learning curve and actually sew something.
I am insane. That is true so I made Mojo a 5 ft stuffed Godzilla for Yule. From scratch. Meaning there wasn't a pattern and I made it up in my head as I went. Unfortunately, I didn't take enough pictures to give you a step by step process but I will post a picture of the Godzilla after he was cut out of a beautiful green brocade.
At this point Godzilla was upwards of 6 feet. I was afraid to sew him and also to stuff him. I had never made anything like this before so I wasn't sure how much stuffing it would take. It turns out that I under stuffed him just a little and his head flops. I will have Mojo bring him in for repairs soon.
Next, I thought it would be nice to make gifts for my coven-mates and their young daughter. Since I was still in the sewing mood, or perhaps, even more in the sewing mood...I sewed their gifts as well. I made them personalised poppets. I was going to make them out of a thick upholstery fabric that I have, which is nice, but got a better idea. It was in thinking about their daughter, who is six, that I thought the fabric should be soft. What if she wanted to actually touch or hold the poppet? It would have to be soft. I thought of using some old t-shirts that I had hanging about the house and that were ready to hit the thrift store but I changed my mind. Thinking of the Goddess and that she does not require aught of sacrifice I also remembered that sometimes giving a gift should hurt just a tiny bit. I had two Wigglian Way t-shirts in my dresser drawer. Not only are they made of the softest organic cotton, they each have the Wigglian logo on them. That means that between two t-shirts I would have a Goddess image for Linda and a God image for Chris. I cut the poppets out carefully trying to get as much as the image into the pattern. Then I sewed most of the doll up and stuffed it with proper stuffing and appropriate herbs for each person. I hand-stitched the poppets closed with tiny painstaking stitches. I say that now but I don't know if they are that tiny. Linda's has earrings made in Nepal out of peacock feathers. The women that make them are single mothers and this is their only income. I got them from a vendor that I actually care about. She is a Buddhist lady that will always have some gorgeous thing to say about one thing or another. She is the kind of woman that makes your heart soar. Linda and Chris' hand-fasting theme was peacock feathers and those vibrant colours on the feathers. So pretty.Peacock feathers remind of Linda every time I see them. Chris' poppet had a handmade broom/besom that I picked up at the "Broom Store" on Granville Island the same day that I got Mojo a full sized one for his birthday. It is to remind Chris that he is exceptionally good at what he does.
For their daughter I took a t-shirt that I love the pattern but hate the way it fits and made it into a "pony-tailed" poppet. The ponytails are made of "silly bandz" which I was pretty sure little girls are into right now. She can either leave the doll like that or use the bandz.
From left to right who the poppets belong to. Chris, Linda, their daughter.
Last but not least. One day my son Taylor's girlfriend Richelle called me to ask if I had a sewing machine. Coincidentally, it was as I was building Godzilla. I of course said that yes I did and what was she thinking of making? Richelle thought that it would be a great idea to make Taylor a pair of pyjama bottoms as he is always stealing hers to wear. Well, in our family we have a tradition that on Christmas Eve we open ONE present. It is always a pair of pyjamas. Go figure. I don't know how that happens. Since I hadn't purchased Philip's yet and Jason and Jake weren't exactly getting them that year I thought that I would make a pair of bottoms for Philip. Jason and Jake actually got Oilers jerseys and boxers as a TOTAL surprise. I thought that they were going to have heart attacks to tell the truth.
One evening Richelle and I headed to the fabric store and bought a pattern to share, two types of fabric, elastic, basting, and two colours of German thread. She chose a Buzz Lightyear for Taylor and I chose a Zoo themed fabric for Philip. We are not a serious family really. The bottoms were actually quite easy to make although I didn't understand one of the directions and made it up on my own. Believe it or not, the elastic actually fits. I chose the Zoo theme because from the time when Philip was a little boy in Dublin, Ireland he thought that giraffes were called "joxers". I don't know why but that it the way it is. When we went to the Dublin Zoo last year the first animal we saw was a giraffe. That zoo holds a few poignant memories for me. Although the animals are behind glass it was the closest I've ever been to tigers and gorillas. I was one foot away from the tiger as she was sleeping right next the glass. The gorilla seemed so much like us that I found it painful to watch the great Silverback and his family in captivity. Dublin Zoo is amazing and they have so much room for the animals to move in but it's still a zoo.
In any case, I got so much joy out of making those pyjama bottoms that I'd like to make more. It was a joy to look at the pattern while I was sewing them.
I hope that my friends and family enjoyed all their gifts, handmade and purchased. This Christmas was the best ever!
I am insane. That is true so I made Mojo a 5 ft stuffed Godzilla for Yule. From scratch. Meaning there wasn't a pattern and I made it up in my head as I went. Unfortunately, I didn't take enough pictures to give you a step by step process but I will post a picture of the Godzilla after he was cut out of a beautiful green brocade.
At this point Godzilla was upwards of 6 feet. I was afraid to sew him and also to stuff him. I had never made anything like this before so I wasn't sure how much stuffing it would take. It turns out that I under stuffed him just a little and his head flops. I will have Mojo bring him in for repairs soon.
Next, I thought it would be nice to make gifts for my coven-mates and their young daughter. Since I was still in the sewing mood, or perhaps, even more in the sewing mood...I sewed their gifts as well. I made them personalised poppets. I was going to make them out of a thick upholstery fabric that I have, which is nice, but got a better idea. It was in thinking about their daughter, who is six, that I thought the fabric should be soft. What if she wanted to actually touch or hold the poppet? It would have to be soft. I thought of using some old t-shirts that I had hanging about the house and that were ready to hit the thrift store but I changed my mind. Thinking of the Goddess and that she does not require aught of sacrifice I also remembered that sometimes giving a gift should hurt just a tiny bit. I had two Wigglian Way t-shirts in my dresser drawer. Not only are they made of the softest organic cotton, they each have the Wigglian logo on them. That means that between two t-shirts I would have a Goddess image for Linda and a God image for Chris. I cut the poppets out carefully trying to get as much as the image into the pattern. Then I sewed most of the doll up and stuffed it with proper stuffing and appropriate herbs for each person. I hand-stitched the poppets closed with tiny painstaking stitches. I say that now but I don't know if they are that tiny. Linda's has earrings made in Nepal out of peacock feathers. The women that make them are single mothers and this is their only income. I got them from a vendor that I actually care about. She is a Buddhist lady that will always have some gorgeous thing to say about one thing or another. She is the kind of woman that makes your heart soar. Linda and Chris' hand-fasting theme was peacock feathers and those vibrant colours on the feathers. So pretty.Peacock feathers remind of Linda every time I see them. Chris' poppet had a handmade broom/besom that I picked up at the "Broom Store" on Granville Island the same day that I got Mojo a full sized one for his birthday. It is to remind Chris that he is exceptionally good at what he does.
For their daughter I took a t-shirt that I love the pattern but hate the way it fits and made it into a "pony-tailed" poppet. The ponytails are made of "silly bandz" which I was pretty sure little girls are into right now. She can either leave the doll like that or use the bandz.
From left to right who the poppets belong to. Chris, Linda, their daughter.
Last but not least. One day my son Taylor's girlfriend Richelle called me to ask if I had a sewing machine. Coincidentally, it was as I was building Godzilla. I of course said that yes I did and what was she thinking of making? Richelle thought that it would be a great idea to make Taylor a pair of pyjama bottoms as he is always stealing hers to wear. Well, in our family we have a tradition that on Christmas Eve we open ONE present. It is always a pair of pyjamas. Go figure. I don't know how that happens. Since I hadn't purchased Philip's yet and Jason and Jake weren't exactly getting them that year I thought that I would make a pair of bottoms for Philip. Jason and Jake actually got Oilers jerseys and boxers as a TOTAL surprise. I thought that they were going to have heart attacks to tell the truth.
One evening Richelle and I headed to the fabric store and bought a pattern to share, two types of fabric, elastic, basting, and two colours of German thread. She chose a Buzz Lightyear for Taylor and I chose a Zoo themed fabric for Philip. We are not a serious family really. The bottoms were actually quite easy to make although I didn't understand one of the directions and made it up on my own. Believe it or not, the elastic actually fits. I chose the Zoo theme because from the time when Philip was a little boy in Dublin, Ireland he thought that giraffes were called "joxers". I don't know why but that it the way it is. When we went to the Dublin Zoo last year the first animal we saw was a giraffe. That zoo holds a few poignant memories for me. Although the animals are behind glass it was the closest I've ever been to tigers and gorillas. I was one foot away from the tiger as she was sleeping right next the glass. The gorilla seemed so much like us that I found it painful to watch the great Silverback and his family in captivity. Dublin Zoo is amazing and they have so much room for the animals to move in but it's still a zoo.
In any case, I got so much joy out of making those pyjama bottoms that I'd like to make more. It was a joy to look at the pattern while I was sewing them.
I hope that my friends and family enjoyed all their gifts, handmade and purchased. This Christmas was the best ever!
Grateful day # I don't know what
Today I am thankful for two nights of uninterrupted sleep. I love sleeping. Sleeping is especially nice. If I don't sleep I am growly and owly and mean. Family feuds (not with my immediate family luckily) have happened because of lack of sleep...MINE. When I don't sleep I have to do massive amounts of exercise to become at least a tiny bit compatible with the rest of the human planet. I am not particularly fond of massive amounts of exercise. When I am not rested the smallest thing can drive me to a screaming rage or broke down bawling binge. Therefore, you can plainly see that this girl needs to sleep.
How did I manage that sleep? I haven't taken any painkillers for my "little friend" (who's picture I will share with you shortly). My arm is burning and pulling but I don't care. Painkillers WRECK sleep...and then you have to take sleeping pills. Don't get me wrong. I like sleeping pills. They are too easy though. You can become dependant on them. So, I take another "medicine" that isn't quite legal and is most often smoked. You know the one. That one is good but I found that I was having to inhale more and more to get the result I wanted and then my old paranoia would slip in again. I hate that. It makes me feel unloved. Weird hey? Anyway, I took away the painkillers, sleeping pills, and smoked medicine for awhile and then couldn't sleep for a few days. The Yule holiday may have had something to do with that though since I am a KID when it comes to opening presents on that special morning.
Finally though, after what seemed like a week or so (the same amount of time that it can take to start a feud) I have slept for two nights in a row without waking even once. Hip Hip Hooray! Also...no feuds. SWEET!
How did I manage that sleep? I haven't taken any painkillers for my "little friend" (who's picture I will share with you shortly). My arm is burning and pulling but I don't care. Painkillers WRECK sleep...and then you have to take sleeping pills. Don't get me wrong. I like sleeping pills. They are too easy though. You can become dependant on them. So, I take another "medicine" that isn't quite legal and is most often smoked. You know the one. That one is good but I found that I was having to inhale more and more to get the result I wanted and then my old paranoia would slip in again. I hate that. It makes me feel unloved. Weird hey? Anyway, I took away the painkillers, sleeping pills, and smoked medicine for awhile and then couldn't sleep for a few days. The Yule holiday may have had something to do with that though since I am a KID when it comes to opening presents on that special morning.
Finally though, after what seemed like a week or so (the same amount of time that it can take to start a feud) I have slept for two nights in a row without waking even once. Hip Hip Hooray! Also...no feuds. SWEET!
Little benign tumor that causes more pain than you would think. PS. I take the painkiller for more than the tumor but for the most part that is the hurtiest spot on my body right now. |
Monday, December 26, 2011
11 Days?
Yes, it's been 11 days since I last posted. It could make a follower or reader think that I am not thankful at all but I SO am!
I am so lucky and so spoiled. Yesterday was Christmas and I got to have a festive meal with Philip, Taylor, Richelle, Jason, Jacob, Mojo, Tara and Jessy. It was so nice to prepare a meal for most of my favourite people.
I also got wonderful gifts. One made me cry. It looks like this... (you'll have to go follow the link as I don't know how to save a picture on my new laptop- the laptop that will help me post more often)
http://www.tiffany.ca/Shopping/Item.aspx?fromGrid=1&sku=27125107&mcat=148204&cid=563629&search_params=s+5-p+1-c+563629-r+-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+
I live a charmed life. This I know. This I am grateful for. I am not under any illusions as to my blessings.
More than receiving gifts I was able to give great gifts. Some gifts I bought but I did make quite a few of the ones that I gave this year.
For Philip I made pyjama bottoms in a very youthful fabric with zoo animals. I made a 5 ft stuffed Godzilla for Mojo complete with a golden tooth. For my covenmates and their young daughter I made stuffed poppets/dollies each with a personalised touch. I made an instant vanilla cappuccino for Taylor and Richelle. I think that is all I made this year.
I would like to take a sewing class this year. It would be fun to make personalised gifts for everyone next Yule/Christmas.
As soon as I figure out this new operating system and how this laptop works I will post some more photos.
Thank you for being patient. I appreciate it.
See you soon!
I am so lucky and so spoiled. Yesterday was Christmas and I got to have a festive meal with Philip, Taylor, Richelle, Jason, Jacob, Mojo, Tara and Jessy. It was so nice to prepare a meal for most of my favourite people.
I also got wonderful gifts. One made me cry. It looks like this... (you'll have to go follow the link as I don't know how to save a picture on my new laptop- the laptop that will help me post more often)
http://www.tiffany.ca/Shopping/Item.aspx?fromGrid=1&sku=27125107&mcat=148204&cid=563629&search_params=s+5-p+1-c+563629-r+-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+
I live a charmed life. This I know. This I am grateful for. I am not under any illusions as to my blessings.
More than receiving gifts I was able to give great gifts. Some gifts I bought but I did make quite a few of the ones that I gave this year.
For Philip I made pyjama bottoms in a very youthful fabric with zoo animals. I made a 5 ft stuffed Godzilla for Mojo complete with a golden tooth. For my covenmates and their young daughter I made stuffed poppets/dollies each with a personalised touch. I made an instant vanilla cappuccino for Taylor and Richelle. I think that is all I made this year.
I would like to take a sewing class this year. It would be fun to make personalised gifts for everyone next Yule/Christmas.
As soon as I figure out this new operating system and how this laptop works I will post some more photos.
Thank you for being patient. I appreciate it.
See you soon!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Lucky number 13...
I missed a day and that is part of my thankful.
For the last 4 days or so my elbow has been hurting very bad. Very Very Bad. Like someone took a hot poker and stuck the inside of my elbow with it, then they rubbed salt in the wound, and then....stuck me again.
The pain is radiating and I don't know why.
I don't want sympathy or anything like it. It's part of my health concerns. They won't likely go away.
Here's my thankful.
I live in Canada and had to go to the doctor yet again. I also have to go for an ultrasound (make the appointment tomorrow). It's THAT time of the year. I am not stressed about the doctor and the ultrasound.
Extrapolate and discuss among yourselves.
For the last 4 days or so my elbow has been hurting very bad. Very Very Bad. Like someone took a hot poker and stuck the inside of my elbow with it, then they rubbed salt in the wound, and then....stuck me again.
The pain is radiating and I don't know why.
I don't want sympathy or anything like it. It's part of my health concerns. They won't likely go away.
Here's my thankful.
I live in Canada and had to go to the doctor yet again. I also have to go for an ultrasound (make the appointment tomorrow). It's THAT time of the year. I am not stressed about the doctor and the ultrasound.
Extrapolate and discuss among yourselves.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
I think this is Day 12...
I'll count later.
What is there to be thankful for when my body aches, I can't stop coughing, and I have a fever? First? That I am alive.
Second? I finally got into the Spirit of the Season. Today.
I got the idea for my best friend's Yule gift. Here is a picture of it.....
Are you kidding me Mojo? Like I was going to show you. Bah Humbug.
What is there to be thankful for when my body aches, I can't stop coughing, and I have a fever? First? That I am alive.
Second? I finally got into the Spirit of the Season. Today.
I got the idea for my best friend's Yule gift. Here is a picture of it.....
Are you kidding me Mojo? Like I was going to show you. Bah Humbug.
I found this blog post that I wrote last year.
I wrote it on November 22, 2010 for a blog I was going to call, "As good as bacon" but for some reason didn't even start. I didn't even publish this post. It was an important one. Some things have changed since then...
I am not a writer but I am going to write about my life, health, happiness, and how I intend to get there. I am going to write about the beautiful things in life.
Last night I went to the hospital in the middle of the night with chest pains, shortness of breath, and dizzyness. That scared the proverbial SHIT out of me. I suffer from Rheumatoid Arthritis and possibly Lupus (there are 5% of Lupies that are ANA negative and I am quite possibly one of them). As well as RA and possible lupus I have Hashimoto's disease which is an autoimune disease that attacks one's thyroid gland.
I work. I work hard. I work as a special education assistant and it is physically, emotionally, and mentally challenging.
Needless to say, I am exhausted. All the time. Never ending.
I WANT TO CHANGE THAT! I want to enjoy my life. There is so much to do and learn and experience on this planet and I want to do all of it.
So, I was at the doctor's today for my weekly shot of methotrexate. He said I smelled awful. Of cigarettes. I am sure I did. I smoke. It's disgusting. When he said that He also told me that if I chose to stop smoking in the future come to him and we'd talk about options. After that, he did a check up and a final appointment for my back injury sustained at work. Then he gave me my shot. Then I asked him to help me quit smoking. I've tried the patches (I am allergic to the adhesive and they just fall off), the gum and lozenges, and wellbutrin. I've even tried quitting "cold turkey". Smoking is tough to stop. Very tough. We decided that I will try Champix. I hope I don't get in trouble for mentioning product names. With this drug you are supposed to lose the craving for cigarettes. I sure as hell hope so.
I injured my back, so I haven't been able to do yoga for some time. Every day I go to a physical rehabilitation program. I believe in it. When I am able, I am going to return to yoga and possibly Bikram's hot yoga.
I have plans tonight...so I am going to stop boring you with my first post. The last thing that I am going to say is that I am going to change my eating habits. I've already started by eating smaller portions. Realistic portions. Not portions that will feed a 357 lb sumo wrestler. Normal woman sized portions. Last week at the clinic where my rehab takes place people leaving the program brought doughnuts. LOTS of doughnuts. One day there were seriously 6 boxes of doughnuts for 20 people. Do you want to know how many of those irristable doughnuts I ate? None. Not a one. Do you know hard that was?
I am not a writer but I am going to write about my life, health, happiness, and how I intend to get there. I am going to write about the beautiful things in life.
Last night I went to the hospital in the middle of the night with chest pains, shortness of breath, and dizzyness. That scared the proverbial SHIT out of me. I suffer from Rheumatoid Arthritis and possibly Lupus (there are 5% of Lupies that are ANA negative and I am quite possibly one of them). As well as RA and possible lupus I have Hashimoto's disease which is an autoimune disease that attacks one's thyroid gland.
I work. I work hard. I work as a special education assistant and it is physically, emotionally, and mentally challenging.
Needless to say, I am exhausted. All the time. Never ending.
I WANT TO CHANGE THAT! I want to enjoy my life. There is so much to do and learn and experience on this planet and I want to do all of it.
So, I was at the doctor's today for my weekly shot of methotrexate. He said I smelled awful. Of cigarettes. I am sure I did. I smoke. It's disgusting. When he said that He also told me that if I chose to stop smoking in the future come to him and we'd talk about options. After that, he did a check up and a final appointment for my back injury sustained at work. Then he gave me my shot. Then I asked him to help me quit smoking. I've tried the patches (I am allergic to the adhesive and they just fall off), the gum and lozenges, and wellbutrin. I've even tried quitting "cold turkey". Smoking is tough to stop. Very tough. We decided that I will try Champix. I hope I don't get in trouble for mentioning product names. With this drug you are supposed to lose the craving for cigarettes. I sure as hell hope so.
I injured my back, so I haven't been able to do yoga for some time. Every day I go to a physical rehabilitation program. I believe in it. When I am able, I am going to return to yoga and possibly Bikram's hot yoga.
I have plans tonight...so I am going to stop boring you with my first post. The last thing that I am going to say is that I am going to change my eating habits. I've already started by eating smaller portions. Realistic portions. Not portions that will feed a 357 lb sumo wrestler. Normal woman sized portions. Last week at the clinic where my rehab takes place people leaving the program brought doughnuts. LOTS of doughnuts. One day there were seriously 6 boxes of doughnuts for 20 people. Do you want to know how many of those irristable doughnuts I ate? None. Not a one. Do you know hard that was?
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Books, books, books
If I said I wasn't thankful for books or the ability to read I would be lying. I love reading. I read paper books, magazines, online, newspapers, signs, instructions, etc...all for joy. I've figured out that reading is my favourite past time.
There are a number of books that I have read more than once. Here is a pictorial list...
I have read each of these books at least THREE times. I am thankful that I learn something new each time.
Right now I am re-experiencing The Earth's Children Series, by Jean M Auel again...for the first time. BLISS!
There are a number of books that I have read more than once. Here is a pictorial list...
I have read each of these books at least THREE times. I am thankful that I learn something new each time.
Right now I am re-experiencing The Earth's Children Series, by Jean M Auel again...for the first time. BLISS!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
I am on the ball today.
Today I am thankful for my bed.
The above bed is NOT my bed. I wish.
This is pretty too, but it's not my bed.
This is not my bed either but how pretty!
That's the spot in my bed I am going to be in in 5 minutes. It has blue jersey sheets (nice and warm) and three, yes THREE comforters. One is a Miawa cotton one with sanskrit blocking, one is a persian style jewel coloured comforter, and the one on top is a microfibre gold one. It is easy to clean and can hold up to animals being on it. It's not the prettiest but it sure is comfy. Night night for now. I have the flu.
The above bed is NOT my bed. I wish.
This is pretty too, but it's not my bed.
This is not my bed either but how pretty!
That's the spot in my bed I am going to be in in 5 minutes. It has blue jersey sheets (nice and warm) and three, yes THREE comforters. One is a Miawa cotton one with sanskrit blocking, one is a persian style jewel coloured comforter, and the one on top is a microfibre gold one. It is easy to clean and can hold up to animals being on it. It's not the prettiest but it sure is comfy. Night night for now. I have the flu.
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