I am going in tomorrow for a few hours in order to give blood.
Before cancer, I always used to donate blood.After my radiation and chemotherapy, I stopped. I assumed that they wouldn’t want my blood. A few years ago, I found out that I was eligible to
give again, and so I did.
I know that blood is needed to save lives. I am thankful I am still here:this is just a little way of paying it forward.
I take a flip fitness class on Wednesday night.It is designed for all levels,even for those who might have to exercise in a chair.The idea is to move your body off the sofa.
I was feeling pretty lousy before I went and wanted to go. Due to the cold weather, we didn’t have a full class but we had fun.The best part is that I know I’ll sleep pretty well tonight, and when I leave the class, I feel as though I have some motivation for the week.
Things change, and as things go on, and sometimes change leads to depression, I feel better when I go to class, and am thankful for the opportunity to attend it.
My husband’s phone was a disgrace.
He inherited my old iPhone 4,which was slightly worn when I gave it to him and I went to the iPhone 4s.In the meanwhile, in the midst of building Undisclosed Deux, he managed to give it a few good drops that ended up cracking the glass.
I mean, I worked him off of a flip phone, and the phone he turned into splinters, so what I did was get me an iPhone 5c and give him my 4s, because he is more comfortable with that format.Never mind that trying to transfer things, well…we won’t get into it tonight. Suffice it to say, we both have new phones.
Well, I guess the fact that it was 33 out made me feel that way.
The movie about Day After Tomorrow,with Dennis Quade, would have adored the ice formations in the bay this weekend.If you wanted rocks for your liquor, all you had to do was go down to the jetty and there was all the rocky ice!
Also there were those of us who preferred to play in the snow:Kasia was crowned Queen of Snow Dog Angels-she love it.Zush just savored the coolness against the skin.
Suffice it to say, I’ll be happy when it’s gone….
.and I am here hanging out.
First wash and dryer loads were done successfully today.YAY! That marked a step in the right direction. It was as if I kind of said this is my house, and I am here. It was kind of a liberating thing.
The only weird part is when you are used to old stuff and noises and now you have new equipment and noises and you realize how behind the times**kind of**you are.Plus the fact that I never really paid attention to noises because they were pretty much the same.
I have been on the laptop futzing around and I have knitting in the corner I should be working on, books I can be reading…I’d go outside but the polar vortex tells me otherwise.
Stay warm, friend!
You’ll never guess where I am.
Nope.Not at my usual corner where I try to type this at.
I am in Undisclosed Deux, sitting at my Corian counter in the kitchen and it really feels great. It also feels a little surreal, knowing all of the angst that we put into this place, but it feels great.
We stopped at the local grocery and I bought some staples for here and there is actually stuff in our brand new refrigerator.Not one like we bought twelve years ago in a scratch and dent spot that looked pretty good, i.e., you couldn’t tell where we got it but my brand new, freezer on the bottom, refrigerator on top appliance,
It’s kind of funny that when we first moved here into the old house it was a blizzard and here we are on the first weekend** kind of** in the new spot, there is snow on the ground and temperatures that I don’t even want to think about.
Guess a new journey has begun.
Yup, call it what you will: polar vortex, icebox, or just too damn cold.
While we are between houses, our bed currently has its’ head by a window, and you can just feel the cold air.Fortunately for us, we sleep underneath a down feather comforter,so our body heat is trapped and we are warm BUT oh, that morning slap of cold air.
Being a December baby, I normally love cold and snow.Now, being a 54-year-old person,heh, I think there aren’t enough polar fleece shirts and thermal underwear to keep me warm.There is no happy medium, you know?
Well, as it is January,days are getting slightly longer: can spring be far behind?