Sunday, November 13, 2011

It Takes A Sjoggie

It's been a couple of challenging days for me. Having a difficult time seeing myself through this flare I went to one of my favorite websites to find peace and clarity. never fails to guide me toward a place of graceful acceptance.

While looking for one of Brother David's videos I happened on an old quote that had been posted months ago. I found it to be quite profound and thought it was worth sharing with my Sjogren's sisters and brothers.

Dryness promotes the formation of flower buds...flowering is, after all, not an aesthetic contribution but a survival mechanism.    -Ann Haymond Zwinger from The Mysterious Lands

Ann's book looks very interesting. The book is written about four of the great deserts of the Southwest. Desert lands...dry. OK, I admit I won't be reading this while in a flare but I will be reading this soon. 

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Spring Forward, Fall Back...Yeah Baby!

Time for the time change. Wait. Which way is it? Spring forward, fall back. YES! 

Am I the only one that gets excited about this every year? Finally we are given back the hour that we so desperately wanted to hang on to back in spring.

One hour. What to do, what to do? To be honest I usually miss the whole extra hour thing as I've slept in only to wake up at the usual time. Over coffee I usually realize that the hour has already passed. Not this year. This year I'm going to account for it.

So I'm left with some pretty big choices here. I'm always in a state of feeling like I'm behind because of being laid up. I am hesitant to spend the time playing catch up with chores. That's just no fun. Well I know what I'm NOT going to be doing with my extra hour.

I could spend an hour flipping through LOL Cats. Years ago Hubby and I spent an hour at least scrolling through pages of crazy cat pictures. The captions are a gas. We were crying we were laughing so hard.

Shoot. Just spent a good 20 minutes looking up this silly thing and found myself sucked up into I Can Has Cheezeburger land again. It's addictive- I swear! 

OK. Back to the task at hand. Oh, hands. I could give myself a mani pedi. That might be fun. I can't remember the last time I had paid much attention to my finger nails. Sounds relaxing. Wait, the last time I tried this all hell broke loose. Nothing like a Mom with wet nails to bring on a household catastrophe. No. No mani pedi.    

I can bake with my extra hour. My sis and I were talking about how yummy Nestle Tollhouse cookies sounded. Yum. Warm, gooey deliciousness! 
 Oh my.

What did you do with your extra hour?  (You can try to tell me that you just don't get it but I swear you'll laugh)