Well, I get a second thwak at being June Cleaver. Michael starts his new job on the 31st. (Monday) and we are very excited. Today, Buffalo came by and we had our Sunday pancake brunch... then she stayed and chatted until dinner (homemade pizza on my most fabulous scarborough crust) and then she stayed for desert, Strawberry cupcakes with lemon walnut frosting topped with slices of fresh strawberry.
Oh yes, I'm getting my kitchen groove back on.
We took the girls to NYC for their spring break. It was marvelous. We walked so much that I have taken the last two days to recover. Conveniently missing my sister's baby shower. Sorry for the snarkism that is about to follow, but this is her third child, she decided to get preggers as a way to keep her man who she was having difficulties with, and I just couldn't do it. I can't go to this baby shower ( I generally hate baby showers) and I think that she should have kept the stuff that she had before. It's worse than what I've said above, but I'm holding back some. I can't do it.
Anyhow, the girls had a marvelous time and I got to meet up with Pat for a while and she was gracious enough to drive us around for a bit on our last day. We bought a city pass for the four of us and went on everything but MOMA and The Natural History Museum. Bummer. But we did get to go on a touring cruise, The Guggenheim (terrible exhibit there, and the museum was under restoration so we missed the exterior. That sucked all the way around.) The Met was awesome, the observatory at the top of the Empire State Building was awesome too. We took the girls to Times Square and they were blown away. We had a great time, and I was happy to sneak off without the gang on Thursday for an early meet up with Pat. I was so proud, I made it to the museum all by myself and didn't skip a beat, didn't get lost. My two visits previously under Pat's direction paid off.
I was ready to by Nun's attire for the girls. I swear, grown men were looking at my little girls like they were pork chops. It sucked. I thought I was going to actually have to say something when I kept watching one of him trying to start a conversation (the girls were oblivious thank God) and he kept licking his lips. And I wanted to pop him. No shit.
It is just after the spring equinox and I am about to start spring cleaning tomorrow like nobody's business. Spring cleaning for me lasts until May 1, and by then everything has been cleaned, dusted, organized, carpets cleaned, beaten and properly aired out, and then.... the house gets aired out and I go over everything with a lavender and sage bundle. Then... it's time to garden.
In the mean time, I am hoping at my ability to make a comeback. My various injuries have been hard on me this last year. But I am encouraged by my recent resilience. I do not have near the stamina or fitness that I used to, but I am hoping that I can recover it. I know it will be hard, but I feel more informed than I was. Anyone dealing with pinched nerves... I know it seems like a crock, but I swear by a good chiropractor. I don't think I would be walking without my chiro visits.
When looking for a chiropractor, don't just pick any... don't even necessarily go to a friend's chiro... Look for one that does it because they love it. Look for one that follows their therapy up with the roller tables or trigger point massage.
Right now, I wish I had Amber's momma here because I would get a buck ass nekkid head toe acupuncture. Acupuncture and regular chiropractic appointments ( accompanied with ice packs ) have been the only thing to relieve the pain. I still have pain on some days. I have stiffness everyday when I wake up in the morning or if I sit too long. But I stretch it out, slow and sure.
No medication I ever took ever took the pain away.
We are too young to be old.
Here's to health.
Posted by hawkie at March 30, 2008 10:47 PM