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It's kicking our butts

    January does not like us.  Not at all.  Not even a little bit.  We are currently riding out the Great Boogie Plague of '09, and I'm here to tell you it is kicking our butts.  Or noses.  Whatever.
    As I mentioned in an earlier post, we started the year with bronchitis and sinus infections and general snottiness, but after much medication we thought we were in the clear.  But lo, the Snot Monster was merely hiding and waiting until we were lulled into a false sense of complacency to spring forth once again.  Last week Seth started in with the congestion and coughing....then Luke followed...and finally Jon joined the party.   By last Friday they'd all visited the doctor and been suitably drugged.   The boys, being boys, are bouncing back pretty quickly.  Poor Jon is another story.  He sounds like Darth Vader would if he'd been a chain smoker.  About all he's been capable of the last two days is sitting on the couch staring vacantly at the tv, or going to bed and coughing his lungs up. 
    Soooo, the Grouchy family (and wow, is that ever an appropriate name right now!) is more than ready to see the end of January.  Surely February will be better!  Right?  The end has to be in sight.  If it's not, we're going to need a lot more tissues. 


Wow

    I met my hubby for lunch today, and not only did he compliment me on how nice I looked (sweet man), he actually noticed that my eyeshadow matched my sweater!!  I married a prince. 


A little late

    I spent considerable time yesterday trying to come up with a post about youngest son for his 13th birthday.  Unfortunately, said son was being completely distracting, to the point that I gave up in frustration and decided to wait until today.  SO - Happy 13th Birthday, Seth!  (A day late)
    It is a very strange feeling to realize that my baby is now a teenager...it's even stranger to realize that now ALL my kids are teenagers.  When did that happen?  Weren't they all just cute, cuddly, giggly little babies and toddlers a couple days ago? 
    Seth has always brought lots of laughter into our lives.  He's a clown, but a clown with a tender heart and a generous spirit.  When he was smaller we used to check our friends' kids before they left our house, because Seth would "donate" toys to them - whether they were his toys or not!  He can be stubborn and aggravating (what child can't?) but he can also be incredibly sweet and loving. 
Random pics 021     Seth is the child we weren't expecting, but are so glad we got.  Happy Birthday, baby....you  make us smile!


I rattle when I walk

    Well, I went to the doctor yesterday, and the immediate result is that I'm a walking pharmacy.  Apparently I have a long-term sinus infection (gee, would that be why I've had to buy stock in Kleenex?) which hasn't responded well to previous treatment (yeah, that's a surprise too).  So now I'm on the "big gun" antibiotics - two weeks' worth of them - and nasal spray, and Allegra, and oh yeah, have a steroid shot while we're at it.  As for the chronic pain, we're trying prescription naproxen for a month to see if that does anything helpful.  By the time all this takes effect, I'll be able to leap tall buildings in a single bound and keep up with the laundry on a regular basis.  Or not. I guess I'll have to wait and see.  :-) I did learn that the nurse who regularly works with my doctor is one slick chick when it comes to giving shots - I barely felt the needle.  And it was a rump shot, too, which I hate with a passion.  You'd think that given my more-than-adequate padding in that area, I'd prefer my shots there, but for some reason I've always begged to have them given in the arm.  Go figure. 
    I was slightly amused when the doctor ever-so-gently suggested that I should try to exercise more.  Golly, where have I heard that before?  I guess I'm really going to have to start moving while I still can.  Darn it.  If drinking coffee was exercise I'd be an Olympic athlete, but apparently that doesn't count.  Or focused reading - if I'm really into a book, you could blow up the house and I wouldn't notice.  Shouldn't that burn some calories?  Actually it probably does, just not the ones I need to burn.  Sigh.  Anyone know of a really good exercise program, easy on the joints, that I can do inside?  OH, and something that's good for klutzes.  (I don't ask for much, do I?)  In the meantime, I'm going to see if I can still touch my toes.  Start easy and work your way up, that's my philosophy.


My January moan

    Okay, fair warning: I plan to gripe and moan and groan a bit here.  If you don't want to hear it, feel free to go elsewhere (I won't blame you at all).  The end may be better, but I don't know that yet, so don't get excited.
    Thus far 2009 has been kind of a poop.  We've entered the new year with chronic headaches, sinus infections, bronchitis....even the dog is sick.  My toes are always cold, I hurt like crazy, I can't seem to please anyone with anything I do, and my darling youngest son has been pushing my buttons with such uncanny accuracy and frequency that I'm just about ready to put him out by the road with a sign that says "Free" taped to his forehead.   Not only am I a grouchy mom, I'm a mean mom.
    I know, none of this is anything new.  It is January, and cold, and this is just life.  But for some reason I'm not dealing with "just life" very well right now.  I suspect that the chronic pain has something to do with it; in summer it's bad enough, but when I'm more or less housebound, and cold, and the sun hasn't peeked out for days, well...my coping skills take a hit, let's say.   The result being that I'm whining and moaning here, on the worldwide web. 
    In an effort to combat my state of mind, I've been doing a lot of thinking about some changes I want to make this year.  I've never been one for making New Year's resolutions, but I have decided to set some goals for myself to work toward.  One thing I'd like to do is move more.  Notice I'm not saying "exercise four days a week until I puke" or anything like that.  I just want to move; get off my rear and go for a walk, play with the dogs, turn up the music and dance.  My natural inclination is to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea or coffee and stay there as long as possible.  Physical activity just isn't my thing.  But I know I need to do more, for many very good reasons, so that's one goal.
    Another is to be more organized and disciplined with our homeschooling.  I know that sounds rather vague, but behind that sentence is a complete "plan of attack" that has already been put in motion.  The kids are going to be working hard, but I think they're actually going to be more motivated with this system.  I'm looking forward to seeing how the rest of the school year progresses. 
    While beadwork and knitting aren't exactly "necessary" activities to most people, they are to me.  I'm realizing more and more how much I need to have creative outlets.  If I have to spend too much time just taking care of business and not being creative, I start to feel - cramped? Stifled?  I need to express the flow of ideas that's constantly running through my mind in some concrete fashion, and for me that's beadwork and knitting.  I'd like to get brave about marketing my beads this year.  You wouldn't think that selling a glass bead could be frightening, but it is; every bead I make is a little piece of me, a reflection of who I am, and it's scary to put that out there and ask people to love it enough to pay for it.  However, the stash is growing, and I need to support the habit somehow!  As for my knitting, I'd like to challenge myself to pick a project that I love, even if I think it's really too hard/big/whatever, and just do it.  I'm a slow knitter, and I consider myself still an advanced beginner (that's kind of an oxymoron, isn't it?), but I think I can do this. In fact, I have several projects under consideration already.  Now I just have to kick it into gear and cast on!
    So there's my New Year's moan-and-groan session.  I guess it really didn't end so badly, eh?  I'm going to the doctor tomorrow to talk about the chronic  pain and headaches, and I'm hoping something good will come of that.  As for the rest of it - onward!