I’m participating in the end of the year carnival hosted by Jo-Lynne. The idea is to post the first line (or in my case because I’m WORDY, paragraph) of the first post from every month in 2010. This year for me has been such a roller coaster ride, that I really have no idea what to expect, or where this post may take me.
So get in, hang on, buckle up, and the dramamine is complimentary.
“My mother had a rather southern tradition of always cooking black eyed peas, ham, and fried okra on New Years day. To my understanding, the black eyed peas were for luck. The fried okra was simply a homage to her love of bacon fat.”
This was a recipe for Potato Soup. After a bout of what can only be described as the Black Plague that lingered in our house throughout the month of December, like an unwelcome house guest, Potato Soup was just about all we could eat. Along with the requisite Saltine. I am only just now able to eat Potato Soup again.
“I want to introduce you to a friend of mine. I met Kelli soon after I started blogging. I read about her story because of a fund raising project that was posted in her honor. Kelli has been suffering from end stage renal failure. She had one kidney removed in 1991, and then in 2006, the other one failed to 13%.”
My sweet Kelli is still waiting for a kidney. And she still continues to inspire me. As I’ve navigated all of my health issues this year, I have used her as my role model. After all she has been through in these last few years, she still manages to find the humor in most everything. I heart her.
“Recently, I read in the entertainment news that Frances Reid, known to millions as Grandma Horton on the long running soap, Days of Our Lives, had died at the age of 95.”
I’m still a closet Days of Our Lives fan. Although it’s a rare day when I can catch a few moments of the show. And then I’m all WHAT? I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD! And I still haven’t recovered from the whole Marlena is Possessed and LOOK! now she’s a serial murderer storyline. And where is Marlena anyway?
“I’m very excited to be participating in the Tropicana Juicy Rewards campaign with BlogHer. “
I am so very lucky to be one of BlogHer’s Reviewers. This was one of several really fun campaigns that I was able to be involved with. I love that part of my job. Mostly because I can wear my clay masque and bunny slippers while I work. What’s not to love about a job like that! And it is my dream to be well enough to attend BlogHer in San Diego this next summer. Woot!
“The litmus test as to whether I have truly recovered from my knee surgery ordeal is when I am able to traipse about a Disney World Theme Park, unfettered by a wheel chair.”
Little did I know that the knee surgery ordeal would turn out to be a prelude to Lyme Disease. And that I would actually own my own wheelchair, and not have to shell out $12 to rent one. And let me tell you that after all these Disney trips with a wheelchair, my childrens ability to push said wheelchair without dumping me out onto the pavement, has NOT improved. But at least now I’m able to get up off the ground without a crane.
“My internet connection was spotty during the FPEA Homeschooling Conference last week. And on top of that I was having a good deal of fun. And then add a blender, Margarita Mix, some festive miniature cocktail umbrellas, and, well….You can understand my silence.”
I live to attend the Florida Homeschool Convention each year. I think that even if I didn’t homeschool, I would find a reason to attend. And I’ve already booked my room for May. And I may or may not have started packing… Did I mention how excited I am?
“It is with a great deal of excitement that I tell you my car keys have been restored to me. The condition placed on my ability to resume driving was that I must be able to get in and out of the driver’s seat. Without sawing off my leg.”
This was after the SECOND unnecessary knee surgery. For a time, I couldn’t even elaborate on THAT without owing the cuss jar a few grand. However, this year has profoundly changed me, and I can see how God is using my medical odyssey for His glory. I’ll be talking a good deal more about that in this coming year.
“The above artwork adorns my dining room wall. Normally, I shy away from the use of scotch tape when decorating, but the pictures do a good job of disguising the jewel blue of the wall, which I have grown very weary of.”
As far as Jensen is concerned, this has been the Year of The Mario Brothers. But I have to tell you, there is hope. He has gravitated to a little Nick Jr. show called The Backyardigans. And those characters have now found favor in my son’s heart. Particularly a little pink pig type character named Uniqua. My joy knows no bounds.
“I’m leaving for the Mayo Clinic later today. The rest of the week will be a whirlwind of x-rays, tests, and doctor consults. And if I play my cards right, a Margarita. Or five.”
It has all been just part of the journey. But not even the Mayo Clinic got it right.
“One of the things that we’re exploring, while looking for way to keep my Rheumatoid Arthritis at bay, are food sensitivities that I may have. So, I was scheduled to have some fancy shmancy food allergy tests done by a company that specializes in that sort of thing. And in order for that to happen, a nurse-type person was to come to my home and drain me of blood. Four vials, to be precise.”
October seems like a life time ago. I wish I had known then what I know now. But because of that food sensitivities test, and my diet change, I’m 22 pounds lighter than I was in October. And as strange as it is to type, as I’m still in the midst of the battle, I’m much healthier. These have been hard learned lessons that I plan to take with me through the rest of my life.
“I heard a scream in our backyard today. Which is not unusual, since my children are bent on making certain that our neighbors think we’re insane, and they save some of their best bickering for the out of doors.”
Some of my most memorable moments of 2010 occurred in our backyard. Who can forget the horse on my roof. Or the wasp that should have been arrested for molestation. It should be noted that I have not been in my backyard since. My neighbors have thanked me with a lovely fruit arrangement.
“Many years ago, I bought a t-shirt that featured a cartoon cow lying on its back, feet straight up in the air, and at the bottom the caption read, Really, I’m fine.”
For the most part, my stock answer when someone has been asking me how I’m doing, is to tell them that I’m fine. Even when I’m not. What I’ve learned, especially in this last month or so, is that it’s okay to say, THIS SUCKS. Except when I’m at church, I might substitute STINKS for SUCKS. Or depending on who I’m talking to, I might whisper sucks.
I am blessed to have many wonderful and supportive family and friends that have partnered with me over this last year in prayer. This also includes this wonderful blogging community. As 2010 comes to a close, I know how truly blessed I am. I so look forward to 2011, as the Year of Healing. Thank you, all of you, for walking with me through this last year. Your support has been instrumental in my ability to put one foot in front of the other. And your encouragement has helped me find the joy to be able to sit and string words together in the form of a semi-coherent post.
Thank you, my friends. And HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!