life of uncertainty

- I’m hungry

- this weather is weird

- tomorrow is October

- looking forward to massage

- my daughter is making the weirdest facial expressions these days and her language is exploding

- my son is wearing Beavers colors for his school picture today (they have gotten so expensive and the choices of poses and background color is just too overwhelming for me)

- E made a Batman out of Legos for a contest. He is so cute!

- need a haircut

- need my credit card debt to disappear

- keep thinking about checking out some of these big names in setting your finances straight but not sure where to start

- just needed to post something new

Sunday, last… library, sick kiddo, napping
Monday… sick, restless sleeping, parenting, Oprah
Tuesday… sick, restless sleeping, reading, soup, cycle, Oprah
Wednesday… sick, work, cycle, rain, sleep, reading, loss of smell/taste, soup, dr appts, Oprah
Thurdsay… sick, work, walking, tiredness, loss of taste/smell, shopping, tossing & turning
Friday… work, walks, cycle, scattered, tired, return of some taste/smell, loss of hearing, hope for quiet evening, reading, baths
Saturday… maybe movie, cleaning, sleeping, visiting
Sunday… reading, sleeping, relaxing, recovered???

apie

Originally uploaded by cuerva negra

Hope you’re enjoying “my art”. I wish I was a master crafter of some sort but I’m just not. Occassionally, I get a hair and I execute on it. Sometimes it is fabulous, mostly not. In the case of this particular pie I’m just happy I even got around to baking it. I often buy ingredients and use them for other things or let them go bad. I upped the quantity of green apples in my produce delivery and set to printing a recipe. I had to go shopping for a pie plate. I don’t have a food processor and I’m bad with pastry so I bought ready made crust. Sadly, the crust wasn’t big enough for my deep pie plate, hence the leakage.

I made this pie some time ago (don’t trust the date I couldn’t remove). The end product wasn’t good, just pretty. I can’t recall now why I was unimpressed but I remember that I was.

Ok. I’ve been a little giddy about finally getting a chance to upload my photos to flick. I’ll stop here for now. Happy Monday!

chghair

Originally uploaded by cuerva negra

So I’m a little weird maybe. My hair falls out in the shower. Normal.
I gather the hair as it escapes and I stick it to the shower wall to keep it out of the drain. Semi-normal. I see artistic statements in said hair. Less normal. I am fascinated enough to snap a photo. Odd. I upload said photo and blog about it to share with you. That’s me!

ch_ai art

Originally uploaded by cuerva negra

I’m a good mom. I am. Last year I was the totally cool mom because I not only let my son watch American.Idol. I usually let him stay up for the entire show. I’ve learned my lesson. If we go that route this year I will most definitely be recording and watching at a more appropriate day and time. While E managed to pick the would-be champion right out of the gate I was often unimpressed, or probably more accurately, just less invested.
I’m a doodle-er. This one actually thrille me. It is a pencil base on parchment paper with color added. Too bad my photography is lackluster.

Things that have made me smile today (or yesterday, post work)

* Z deciding she now likes the pool and her constant requests to be put down (2 yr old/4 ft pool do not mix)
* The way she reads words back to me
* Her taking herself to the bathroom unattended
* The small, dark room at the acupuncturist
* Almost nodding off twice during session
* getting in and out of chiropractor office in almost no time
* ending up with an unexpected Friday evening to myself
* finding a classic movie available at the library, even if it did mean going across the bridge
* looking forward to plans tomorrow night that involve food, drinks, gambling, good company and laughter (hopefully)
* viewing this new snazzy blog template
* a dear friend’s father going home from the hospital, well
* falafel (even when bad)
* fblt for dinner
* my son requesting faux bacon for lunch
* Z saying “my dee” when she wants to do something herself
* E being excited about being up on time and dressed before I’m out of the shower
* managing to maintain the 8:30 bedtime for the first 8 days of school
* special k, red berries
* my kiddos in general

So I spoke to the good acupuncturist about my tension rising when I’m getting needles in my back. She let me know that only very rarely are needles inserted into the bottom of feet. She seemed quite amused that I was being a bit obsessive about it and was curious as to where this was stemming from. I explained my theory that it is just that I am more tense when I’m on my stomach because I can’t see where she is. She explained this is common and that people have many different desires for their sessions. She also explained that there are some people who prefer to know exactly where each needle will be inserted. I assured her I was not that person. She said we didn’t HAVE to do needles on the back so we would try something different. And we did… I got needles in my ears! I was surprised this was a spot where I had almost no feeling going in but out was different. I still think I am just losing the ability to sneak up on my body as my hands seem to be more and more sensitive. Overall though I feel my stress and energy levels are up but my back just seems to be playing tug of war for championship of most troublesome location.

Good god, I feel I should almost delete this post as I have almost bored myself to tears writing it. I won’t but I apologize in advance… or wait, isn’t the apology coming a bit too late?

My body and I are on an adventure together, we have been for many years of course. Currently, our adventure consists of massage, chiropractic care, yoga, daily stretches and now recently we have added acupuncture to the mix. We’ve adopted this routine to deal with the back problems from a car accident several months ago.

As I lie on the table with pins in various parts of my body I don’t know what I am expecting really. I wonder if every sensation is caused by the sharp needle or if they were there all along and I’m only noticing because of my forced obeyance. During my session last week I cried as the last needle was inserted, only out of emotional pain. She had asked a question of me before leaving the room and I am not sure if they were connected, coincidence, or very contrived.

I’ve only had 2 sessions where I’ve had needles in the back side of my body. Today I found myself very agitated, bad tastes were making themselves known in my mouth and I began salivating much too heavily for my liking. I’ve discovered I don’t care for needles inserted near the base of my left thumb because my muscles contract. I also don’t care for needles being in my hands while lying face down because I’m convinced I’ll somehow bump my arms against the table or my torso and insert the needles further.

This foray into acupuncture was a huge step for me. I don’t care for needles in the slightest. I do admit that many are inserted without one ounce of feeling, but not all of them. While I might not recoil I am getting pricked. Over time I think I am becoming more wary and therefore more tense during insertion. I suppose I should share some of that with the good doctor.

Lying face up with needles inserted is a much different experience for me. I believe today was my 4th session. I’m not at all worried that she’ll insert a pin somewhere too sensitive (bottom of my feet freak me out the most). I can lie more comfortably. I find myself amazed that I’m able to drift almost completely off and find myself breathing more deeply than ever. I like that it is a practice in meditation of sorts. Maybe I also like that when I’m treated on the front of my body I can usually leave my clothes on. There really isn’t much more humiliating than those hospital gowns and I dare say it is even worse when they are too small.

‘ello everyone! I have a new home. I hope you like it. We had some difficulties in our last place and my dear friend set us up here. I hope soon to have time to explore and decorate.

Please take a moment to update your links, lines, readers, feeds, etc… (did that make me sound smart? because I’m not and already tried to post this once and we’ll see what happens)