Snow Again

We got two inches of snow a week ago Tuesday, then it melted. It snowed Sunday night, then melted. And tonight, it started snowing again (snow is predicted for tomorrow and Friday morning as well, then sunshine again). We do live in the mountains so I guess having snow is predictable. Still, a water guy I talked to last week said we're in a drought with 30% of the needed snow pack. He hasn't had to shovel my walk or sweep off my car, I'll tell you that.

I started taking Yoga. I have always thought yoga is a good idea, the flexibility, the flowing energy, the gentle exercise. Holy crap. I just didn't understand it was so hard. This week I learned... I can still stand on my head (sort of)...I need to trim my toe nails (when you're holding your feet in your hands--well actually I'm holding my knees, my arms are too short to hold my feet-- then your toes are right there with long scraggly toe nails that are shouting "for crying out loud, why have you been avoiding us lately?)...the warrior pose is harder than it looks...so is the dog pose, the scorpio pose, the triangle pose, and that little jumpy thing they do to transition the feet from front to back--forget about it...doing the back bend these days is darn near impossible...sometimes I forget to breathe (this is a bad thing)...my the scar tissue around the wires holding my breast bone together seems to be breaking apart affording me greater mobility (painful at the moment tissue tears away from wires or whatever it's adhered to, but then better movement)...I told my instructor I was wired--she looked at me very funny (few people will put their mats next to me now)...Finishing feels soooo good!

blogesphere

I've been dancing through the blogesphere and came upon these, my new favorite blogs.

http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/rss
http://myendlessinspiration.blogspot.com/
http://ambulancedriverfiles.blogspot.com/

and for an application to the best job on the planet (closes tomorrow)
http://www.islandreefjob.com/

Enjoy.

eybrows

ok, I really love this

Miracles and magic

Today was a very good day on several fronts. Dad got a scan on Tuesday but had to wait until today to get the results. I worked a couple hours this morning and I met him and Rob at the clinic to hear the results. His cancer has reduced in size 80% from the size it was when he was first diagnosed in September. All tumors are smaller. Some are gone. He said, "now I can make some plans" and he's thinking about taking a friend to Wildhorse Casino before orchard work kicks in and they are both too busy.

My boss gave me a gift certificate to Bed, Bath, and Beyond for Christmas. I went there today and spent an hour or more picking things, putting some back, finding something else...I don't know if I can explain the simple joy of picking a totally frivolous item and knowing I can get it if I want it. I'm not to that point yet in my own personal situation, but thanks to my boss, I did it today. WHAT FUN!

Last Saturday I got to observe an amazing event. My son-in-law, Josh, and his son, Zian got baptized. Josh has been talking with missionaries for a couple years. And finally I was invited to his baptism. And Zian turned 8 last year, but is terrified of water, hates to get wet, and especially hates to get his face wet. So he opted out of getting baptised. Josh was baptized, confirmed, and ordained with the authority to baptise. And he baptised Zian. Zian just walked into the font, into the arms of his father, went under the water, came out and quietly and calmly walked out of the font with his Dad. It was miraculous.

It has been cold and snowing the last couple days. My fire is burning in the fireplace. I'm planning on spending Valentine's dinner with the family tomorrow night...I'm making banana cream pie. The magic is that winter is swirling around me and I am comfy and warm, I have been surrounded with chaos for so long--even recently--and today I feel secure and content...there are so many quiet and loud miracles that make me smile tonight. I think this is peace.

A Weak Week

It has been a week since Carmen died. Her services were on Monday and many people came, honored her, supported my dad, and told Carmen stories.

Today I am fighting a cold. I'm tired but having difficulty sleeping. I'm sure this odd discomfort with the familiar will pass, but for now, it is disconcerting.

We all miss her. Even though she was a small woman in stature, her leaving has left behind many hearts speckled with holes. I guess it's time to get out the emotional spackle and start covering the holes.

Maybe not.