I have missed a couple of days on my happiness project. It's not that I didn't have many things to make me happy, it's that one of those things was oxycodone/acetaminophen that I was prescribed after my gall bladder surgery. And my motto is "Friends don't let friends blog drunk" or stoned or under the influence of too much caffeine.
Monday, we arrived at 5:15 am to prepare for my surgery. The intake folk at Palmetto Baptist were wonderful, professional, efficient and friendly without being irritating. Not one asked me "how are we feeling this morning?" My doctor did ask if I was ready, which made me wonder what would happen if I said no.
I went home and my darling husband took care of me all day. OK, he gave me drugs and hogged the TV remote, but he's still a peach.
Good drugs, good insurance and excellent heath care. Gotta make you smile. And be grateful, because I know I am fortunate to have all of this.
Tuesday, I felt a little bit yuckier, but not terrible. I took drugs and slept between writing and knitting. I am knitting something, and am proud of myself because I've never succeeded in knitting more than a small triangle.
Today is Thanksgiving; the day we set aside for gratitude. When asked what I am grateful for, I always say "family and friends, home and hearth," because those are the basics. I don't want to leave them off, ever, because I am blessed to be able to take them for granted.
I am also thankful for all of the wonderful people in my life who make me laugh, give me hugs, help me think.
I am thankful for my children and grandchildren, and I pray that they will all find the way God wants them to go. Soon. Not that I'm rushin'...
I am thankful for my friends, virtual and real. I am thankful for love without judgement or limits.
I am thankful for things that are happening in my life, my heart, and my mind; and for the people who are helping me on the way.
I am thankful for so much, I think I'll stop. Thank you thank you thank you.
Showing posts with label happiness project. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness project. Show all posts
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
Red sky at night/ red sky in the morning... mixed messages
One:
Last night there was a beautiful coral sunset over the ocean. I'll put in the picture when I can download it. Of course, the picture can only represent the vision --- you'll have to imagine the smell of salt and winter in the air, the cold embracing the city. Since I'm in SC, I welcome cold. I know some of y'all have already had enough. This morning there was a crimson sunrise. Beautiful, but what? Red sky delight or warning? Oh well. We'll see. Still stunning.
I love the beach in the winter.
Two:
I enjoyed the seminar yesterday. PTI tax has interesting amusing speakers who don't cross the line into silly or (heaven forbid) political. Taxes are what they are. Congress makes a new mess every year, and every time they "simplify" taxes, we get new clients. That's not political, that's life.
I love good continuing education seminars.
Three:
In my continuing farewell to my gallbladder tour, I had a wonderful fried seafood dinner at Drunken Jack's in Murrells Inlet. Bob, Bruce, and I went down there last night. It was too dark to see the inlet, but you can just feel the water, can't you? They also had yummy sounding not fried food, but that wouldn't be a farewell to my gallbladder, would it?
I love good seafood at the inlet.
Last night there was a beautiful coral sunset over the ocean. I'll put in the picture when I can download it. Of course, the picture can only represent the vision --- you'll have to imagine the smell of salt and winter in the air, the cold embracing the city. Since I'm in SC, I welcome cold. I know some of y'all have already had enough. This morning there was a crimson sunrise. Beautiful, but what? Red sky delight or warning? Oh well. We'll see. Still stunning.
I love the beach in the winter.
Two:
I enjoyed the seminar yesterday. PTI tax has interesting amusing speakers who don't cross the line into silly or (heaven forbid) political. Taxes are what they are. Congress makes a new mess every year, and every time they "simplify" taxes, we get new clients. That's not political, that's life.
I love good continuing education seminars.
Three:
In my continuing farewell to my gallbladder tour, I had a wonderful fried seafood dinner at Drunken Jack's in Murrells Inlet. Bob, Bruce, and I went down there last night. It was too dark to see the inlet, but you can just feel the water, can't you? They also had yummy sounding not fried food, but that wouldn't be a farewell to my gallbladder, would it?
I love good seafood at the inlet.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Good news/bad news
The good news bad news is that I am in Myrtle Beach in an ocean front hotel getting ready to go downstairs for another tax seminar.
Yesterday's blisses were pretty easy to find, I'll just have to narrow it down.
I rode down to Myrtle Beach with Bob. That alone helped me relax enough to be an not unpleasant person this morning. The weather was great on the ride down.
Once we got here, the fog rolled in. I couldn't see anything from the balcony but fog, and I could hear the waves thundering beneath it. Very very cool. It was even cooler when a thunderstorm hit later in the evening. We could see the rain dancing over the ocean. Bob said it was like watching ghosts. We slept with the balcony door open, listening to the wind and the surf.
We went to Outback for dinner. It was close and I decided to eat a blooming onion as a farewell gesture to my gallbladder, which is leaving me on Monday.
The color of the day is gray, but I kind of like that.
On to tax education!
Yesterday's blisses were pretty easy to find, I'll just have to narrow it down.
I rode down to Myrtle Beach with Bob. That alone helped me relax enough to be an not unpleasant person this morning. The weather was great on the ride down.
Once we got here, the fog rolled in. I couldn't see anything from the balcony but fog, and I could hear the waves thundering beneath it. Very very cool. It was even cooler when a thunderstorm hit later in the evening. We could see the rain dancing over the ocean. Bob said it was like watching ghosts. We slept with the balcony door open, listening to the wind and the surf.
We went to Outback for dinner. It was close and I decided to eat a blooming onion as a farewell gesture to my gallbladder, which is leaving me on Monday.
The color of the day is gray, but I kind of like that.
On to tax education!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Stretching for Happiness
Yesterday was a day.
A day that makes me stretch to find the happy places. But they are there.Sort of.
First, I went to an orthopedist about my supposedly herniated disks and arthritic hip. He poo-pooed them both, having seen much worse. The fact that he himself is getting his knee replaced may have lowered his sympathy level.
That is ok, because I don't want a hip replacement or back surgery or any of those horrible things. I want to be able to sleep through the night, sit on the floor, and let my grandkids and lovely niece sit on my lap without me screaming.
And, I have high hopes, because he is sending me to a physical therapist. YEAH!!!! I hope he does massages and gives me exercises that will make me feel better.
Happy moment number one.
I probably shouldn't mention that I left the office, went the wrong way, got lost & found, took the elevator the wrong way, made it to my office and walked into the office... wait that's my second story.
I'm in my office about 10 minutes when Gina gets in from her class.
"Your car sounds funny."
"I noticed it was making a weird noise when I got out."
"Really, how long ago?"
Moment of enlightenment.
Irun hobble outside.... yep. I left my car running. And thought, I wonder why it's making that sound, like it's still running...
At least I didn't lock the door.
Why is this happy moment number 2? Well, it made us laugh for the rest of the day, and we have a new catch phrase: "I know this may seem dumb... well not as dumb as leaving your car running..."
Number three. Number three.
I'm going to have to go with the weather again. Bee-you-tee-full. I'll take it as long as I can get it.
I guess that's the point, huh? Find happiness where you can and embrace it. Not too hard or it might break...
A day that makes me stretch to find the happy places. But they are there.
First, I went to an orthopedist about my supposedly herniated disks and arthritic hip. He poo-pooed them both, having seen much worse. The fact that he himself is getting his knee replaced may have lowered his sympathy level.
That is ok, because I don't want a hip replacement or back surgery or any of those horrible things. I want to be able to sleep through the night, sit on the floor, and let my grandkids and lovely niece sit on my lap without me screaming.
And, I have high hopes, because he is sending me to a physical therapist. YEAH!!!! I hope he does massages and gives me exercises that will make me feel better.
Happy moment number one.
I probably shouldn't mention that I left the office, went the wrong way, got lost & found, took the elevator the wrong way, made it to my office and walked into the office... wait that's my second story.
I'm in my office about 10 minutes when Gina gets in from her class.
"Your car sounds funny."
"I noticed it was making a weird noise when I got out."
"Really, how long ago?"
Moment of enlightenment.
I
At least I didn't lock the door.
Why is this happy moment number 2? Well, it made us laugh for the rest of the day, and we have a new catch phrase: "I know this may seem dumb... well not as dumb as leaving your car running..."
Number three. Number three.
I'm going to have to go with the weather again. Bee-you-tee-full. I'll take it as long as I can get it.
I guess that's the point, huh? Find happiness where you can and embrace it. Not too hard or it might break...
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
South Carolina Fall
Spring in South Carolina is one of my favorite days, but I have to say that autumn is the very best.
Yesterday was one of the fine days of Autumn... 78 degrees, sunny, with a mild breeze. The leaves that change are glorious: yellow maples and crepe myrtles, red maples and dogwoods, orange oak;, all blazing out among the still very green pine trees.
The air seems as if God has set the thermostat for the perfect temperature. As the wind brushes my very light-weight sweater, I feel no temperature to notice. It's not hot; it's not cold. It's just right.
And that is one thing that made me very happy yesterday.
When I got home, I took Mark to Gamestop so that he could fix the arrangements for a game he has preordered. When I first went to Gamestop, or any shop like that, I just sat back and let my kids speak the gaming language. Now, I'm a tiny bit more comfortable, but I still love to see my 13 years old walk up to the store manager and start talking about games, system requirements, and whatever. The people who work at these stores are gamers. That's great for thekids customers and for parents, uncles, grandmothers, etc who go into the store and say, "Um my grandson plays some game that seems to involve a blue... animal..." With a few questions, the folks at Gamestop figure out what you mean, find out what the game system is, and send you on your way. Maybe I've been lucky, but I've had great help at several stores. We usually go to the one on Two Notch (Columbia), but I've had help at others.
And that, believe it or not, is number two. A trip to Gamestop.
Number three also involves shopping. I went to Bi-Lo with Bob and Mark. We each had a little basket and we picked up a few things for dinner. I got American Grain bread and feta cheese spread, fresh pasta, an apple and a pear. Mark and Bob got other stuff. We all ate whatever we wanted when we got home. Did I mention that my stove needs a new motherboard? Anyway, it was a pleasant trip and I am very much into bread and cheese these days.
Number three: a trip to Bi-Lo where we didn't kill each other.
Yesterday was one of the fine days of Autumn... 78 degrees, sunny, with a mild breeze. The leaves that change are glorious: yellow maples and crepe myrtles, red maples and dogwoods, orange oak;, all blazing out among the still very green pine trees.
The air seems as if God has set the thermostat for the perfect temperature. As the wind brushes my very light-weight sweater, I feel no temperature to notice. It's not hot; it's not cold. It's just right.
And that is one thing that made me very happy yesterday.
When I got home, I took Mark to Gamestop so that he could fix the arrangements for a game he has preordered. When I first went to Gamestop, or any shop like that, I just sat back and let my kids speak the gaming language. Now, I'm a tiny bit more comfortable, but I still love to see my 13 years old walk up to the store manager and start talking about games, system requirements, and whatever. The people who work at these stores are gamers. That's great for the
And that, believe it or not, is number two. A trip to Gamestop.
Number three also involves shopping. I went to Bi-Lo with Bob and Mark. We each had a little basket and we picked up a few things for dinner. I got American Grain bread and feta cheese spread, fresh pasta, an apple and a pear. Mark and Bob got other stuff. We all ate whatever we wanted when we got home. Did I mention that my stove needs a new motherboard? Anyway, it was a pleasant trip and I am very much into bread and cheese these days.
Number three: a trip to Bi-Lo where we didn't kill each other.
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