Showing posts from November, 2011

Thanks Giving

This Thanksgiving Eve, I sit, surrounded by sleeping children - most of whom are mine - anticipating the huge surprise that is just hours away. I'm stressed. I'm in pain. I did waaaay too much today. But I'm thankful. Thankful my body held up today. Thankful that children went to bed so nicely tonight. Thankful that, once Miss M is picked up, I'm tired enough that I should hopefully fall to sleep quickly after a relaxing shower to calm my muscles and joints. I'm thankful that our van is in working order, everything that needs to be packed has been packed (I hope!), and that we have loving family awaiting our arrival in PA for Thanksgiving ... a trip our kids will find out about (SURPRISE!) at around 1AM when we force them out of their nice warm beds into the cold, cold night to hopefully sleep peacefully most of the 8-10 hour drive. 

Mostly, I'm thankful for friends who helped me through the day, encouraging me to keep my flagging spirits up as my gratitude for …

Flare for the Dramatic

For me, there are two different types of PsA flares. There’s the big huge one I’ve been in for nearly a year now, and there are the intense flares within the big flare, like the one I’m experiencing now, that make life just that much more fric … errr….unbea…ummm… interesting.
As I type, I’m sitting here under my big huge heavy blanket trying to keep my joints warm, entertain small children and not give in to cranky demands of a certain nap-resistant child. Thank goodness my computer, as well as my latte, are nice and warm. Not to be overdramatic, but it’s flippin’ cold in here! According to the weather channel, it’s 42 degrees outside, which means it’s roughly 43 degrees in here. Why, you ask, do I choose to sit in the cold when I’m in the middle of a flare? Because here in the non-heated part of the warehouse that houses our homeschool co-op is where the toys and books and fun stuff are. And there, on the other side of the door, in the heated theater, is where two of my children are r…

Dear Self,

Please slow down.
Please stop doing so much.
Please be gentle with yourself.
Have fun with the kids.
Help the kids have fun with the housework.
Take time out every day for YOU.
Treat yourself with kindness.
Lower your expectations.
Accept that messy is the new clean.
Enjoy life, don't struggle through it.

Thank you.

Rannygahoots Guide to SPORKS

After four days of strenuous research, Rannygahoots Laboratories has put together the following guide on Surviving Power Outages Relatively Kinda Sanely:
Step 1: LIGHT In case of emergency, you should always have flashlights with batteries, candles, and hundreds of glow sticks on hand. Most important are the glow sticks, preferably the kind you can bend into bracelets, as these provide not only an amazing amount of light, but entertainment value as well. See before and after photos below...

Step B: WARMTH Body heat is a ready source of warmth. Gather vast quantities of blankets, put some mattresses together on the floor, and share your body heat. Refrain from saying whiny things like, "He's touching me!" or "She's too close to me!" because closeness is essential to the conduction of body heat and besides, it drives your mother up the wall and it isn't very warm up the wall. 
Step 3: SAFETY Your house is usually a safe haven, but should branches and trees deci…

Alive! and, well....

It's been a harrowing four days. Four days? It's only been FOUR DAYS???
*takes deep breath and starts again*
It's been a harrowing four days. It started with snow in October. A LOT of snow. Over a FOOT of snow. In OCTOBER. Really. See? (before)

Do you know what happens when you get over a foot of snow on trees that still have leaves? They break. Breaking trees are Loud. Trees and branches crashing to the ground areloud. Trees and branches falling on your house are LOUD and cause you to evacuate. At midnight. In the snow. Here's how events unrolled from there...
(photo: during)
12:46AM: decide we cannot make it up the hill to the nearest shelter after dodging trees and downed power lines (the shelter is 4 minutes from our house on a good day) and go back down the hill
1:13AM: arrive at gas station that has power, fill tank, buy water, call every hotel and motel in 40 mile radius to find that there is not a single room to be had
1:33AM: decide to see if truck stop a few e…