Monday, December 24, 2012
Merry Christmas to all of my friends, online or off.
We are bustling happily here, eating lots of cookies and candy, hot chocolate for the boy, and coffee for these tired and content parents.
We've been wining and dining with friends and, soon enough, family. Making forts and pillow landing-pads for the boy who wants to be a cannonball. We're sleeping in (sort of) and are in our pajama's until at least lunch time. We're enjoying ourselves.
I hope you are too. <3
Saturday, December 15, 2012
1 and 2: I made a snowflake-curtain for the front window, which I think looks quite fetching.
3: waffle making
4: Darth Vader playing wise man. I wonder if that box has frankincense or myrrh?
5: gorgeous (and handmade) decorative plate I found at the thrift store
I'd like to note that doing these activities and documenting them is, for the moment, the only way of distracting myself and my loved ones from the horrific events yesterday. My husband and I found out around 1pm and went into utter disbelief. Then we held each other and sobbed. Neither of us understands how we're supposed to raise our son in this world. Neither of us can stop thinking about it.
I think we'll be making some nice cards to send to the school. It isn't much, but it's something. If you'd like to do the same, mail them to this address:
Sandy Hook Elementary School
12 Dickenson Drive
Sandy Hook, CT 06482
God bless you friends. xo
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Useful tools for handling pain and boredom: amazing coffee, my favorite Pho soup, and a magical book.
Days around here are incredibly long and incredibly slow, mostly because I'm constantly uncomfortable, but also because I'm living in a haze of pain-killers and muscle-relaxers. I was musing yesterday, amazed that there are people who want to be on this stuff all the time. That's something I'll never understand. To me it feels...well, it feels like shit.
There is surgery on my horizon. (yay) It will probably be along the lines of this, if you want to read about it. But it won't be happening anytime very soon, due to all the appointments and test I'll have to have prior to the actual procedure. I'm scared, but oh well. I want to feel better. I'm sick of feeling like half a person.
In the meantime, there is much cutting of paper snowflakes. I recovered a lampshade with book paper and it looks mighty pretty. Oh, and I gave my mother a manicure today for her birthday. I'm managing a 30 minute walk each day. I'm getting better. Now the real work comes in: figuring out how to stay that way.
Monday, December 10, 2012
It's amazing all a bed bears witness to. Love, pain, sorrow, lust, laughter, wrestling, grief, and rest.
Unfortunately, this is where I'll be for the rest of the week. The neck thing again--which I'll explain more about later. To make a long story very short, I'll be needing surgery at some point.
Pray for my family, if you're moved to do so. <3