Packing up Christmas

The first of 2015 is wet. I spent a part of this morning pulling the boxes for our Christmas decorations out and packing away some of them. Bev and the boys pulled the rest and we got the boxes ready for the garage. They are now all snuggled up in the storage area to wait for another Christmas season. Next year, I think the plan is to have our traditional Christmas decorations instead of the crocheted ones.

Rain and cold is keeping me from doing my exercise. That and the minor illness that snuck up on me. I felt nauseous and a little achy for a few days. At the same time I had a stuffy ear which made me think I had a sinus/ear infection. After a few days, it was clear that I just had a wax build up. After 2 days worth of Debrox, it is cleared up.

David is coasting his bike for me. He is just a tad away from being able to ride. If the rain breaks tonight, I'll get him coasting again tomorrow. Maybe I can coax him into pedaling a bit and perhaps he will take off riding.

Effigy of Grief

Effigies are used in grieving by providing a tangible representation of what has been lost, allowing a mourner to connect with who or what they've lost , which can help with the process of acceptance and emotional expression, particularly when the loss is sudden or traumatic; they can be used to focus grief and memories around a physical likeness, offering a sense of continued presence even in their absence

Spock

Spock is my favorite character in all fiction. A character who bridged the gap between two worlds and faced disdain from each. Who strove for excellence and exemplified strength, character, intelligence, and control. His nearly emotionless demeanor was a perfect foil for those who would attempt to intimidate or insult him. It was a style I would endeavor to imitate to thwart those attempting to insult, demean, or scare me in my own young life. I bought this little figure to remind me to guard against letting my defenses down and allowing emotional hurt to strike me. But I doubt my recollection of Spock will work for me again. It was the last gift from my past. Perhaps I will find another reservoir of strength.

Island Walk

I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...

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