If you're thinking I'm about to post some fine weather news, you are so wrong! We're in the bitter cold category again and though there is relief in sight for the weekend, it's a marginal upswing -- one that keeps us well below freezing still.
But, let's not neglect to recognize the joy inherent in a sunny day!
Yes, you could say there's relief in sunshine. But, too, for me, relief comes from my early morning trudge to the clinic to get the much anticipated, much needed cortisone shot in the old shoulder that has been frozen since sometime in September and that has become so uncomfortable, that I've been up now three nights in a row, incapable of finding a good position for it. To say nothing of the horror of discovering that Snowdrop likes this and only this shoulder for her dancing nap.
What a relief!
Breakfast is, therefore, even more chipper than usual.
The sun streams through the window, the orchids are exuberant!
And the afternoon? It belongs to Snowdrop. Her parents have much to accomplish today and so her mom hands her sleepy countenance over to me...
...and out they go. Snowdrop wakes up and looks me straight in the eye, as if to ask -- what do you have in store for me today, grandma?
We roll out a quilt and set to it!
Yes, of course, as always, Snowdrop has her serious, pensive moments...
(whaaat??)
But the grins are not far behind.
She is such trusting spirit!
(You want me to do what? push my hand up? okay...)
May she always know how many loving hands there are, reaching out to help her navigate the tough world out there!
My shoulder relaxed, my heart full, I return home, where we confront the selling of the '93 Escort. (Can you believe that it actually makes me sad to see it go?) Ed has cleaned it up, I take better pics of it. Buyers (like me!) are drawn to the bright and beautiful and the old red girl is made to look as beautiful as she can get.
We immediately get calls on it.
And by the light of the moon, she sells. For $700. I could have held out for more -- there was a line of interested buyers -- but I liked the first couple who came for her. And, it is a huge relief to have this car buying/selling stuff behind us.
Thanks, old girl -- you never once let me down.
But, let's not neglect to recognize the joy inherent in a sunny day!
Yes, you could say there's relief in sunshine. But, too, for me, relief comes from my early morning trudge to the clinic to get the much anticipated, much needed cortisone shot in the old shoulder that has been frozen since sometime in September and that has become so uncomfortable, that I've been up now three nights in a row, incapable of finding a good position for it. To say nothing of the horror of discovering that Snowdrop likes this and only this shoulder for her dancing nap.
What a relief!
Breakfast is, therefore, even more chipper than usual.
The sun streams through the window, the orchids are exuberant!
And the afternoon? It belongs to Snowdrop. Her parents have much to accomplish today and so her mom hands her sleepy countenance over to me...
...and out they go. Snowdrop wakes up and looks me straight in the eye, as if to ask -- what do you have in store for me today, grandma?
We roll out a quilt and set to it!
Yes, of course, as always, Snowdrop has her serious, pensive moments...
(whaaat??)
But the grins are not far behind.
She is such trusting spirit!
(You want me to do what? push my hand up? okay...)
May she always know how many loving hands there are, reaching out to help her navigate the tough world out there!
My shoulder relaxed, my heart full, I return home, where we confront the selling of the '93 Escort. (Can you believe that it actually makes me sad to see it go?) Ed has cleaned it up, I take better pics of it. Buyers (like me!) are drawn to the bright and beautiful and the old red girl is made to look as beautiful as she can get.
We immediately get calls on it.
And by the light of the moon, she sells. For $700. I could have held out for more -- there was a line of interested buyers -- but I liked the first couple who came for her. And, it is a huge relief to have this car buying/selling stuff behind us.
Thanks, old girl -- you never once let me down.
