It’s that time of year when school is back in full swing and the weather begins to turn cooler. It’s fall! This is one of my favorite times of year, before it gets too cold.
I am a lover of warm weather and sunshine, but when the autumn chill hits the air, I love to snuggle under my blanket, grab my cup of coffee, and write. Watching the world around me change each day gives me new life and brings about new things to write about.
Have you ever looked at the leaves on an overcast day? The leaves changing color becoming so vibrant in the coolness of dusk or more vibrant still when it rains softly. What a beauty to behold!
Fall also brings about Halloween which in our house means festivities and decorations. I used to go all out and then life got in the way. Well my friends, Pinterest and I have become good friends and I have plans for this year! We even hope to have one of our parties since my biggest Halloween fan, my 15 year old, will have practice for a show on Halloween itself. Let the good times roll.
Another thing I’ve always loved about fall is the food. Comfort food. Chili and cornbread. I make the best cornbread. It’s sweet and tastes like heaven. Caramel apples, fruit cobblers, bread puddings. And there’s football and my favorite sport, hockey! God bless my St. Louis Blues!
So as we begin this fall, take a moment to think about what you are grateful for. I have so much. No, ibdont have everything, but I have the most important things life has to offer. I have my health, my family and my friends. Let’s make this fall a fall to remember.
My St. Louis Blues lost their battle tonight for the Stanley Cup. They were so close. If you’ve visited before, you know I’m a die-hard fan. I love my Blues. I’m saddened by the way they played the last two games, but on this occasion, I will say San Jose just played harder. San Jose was hungrier to become the Western Conference Champs and into the Stanley Cup Finals.
My friend, T and I always watch the games together. Tonight, we just both had the feeling that it might end in the favor of the San Jose Sharks and unfortunately, our gut feeling was correct. You see, I always go with my gut instincts about things. It is rarely wrong.
As we sat watching this game, as so many others, T made the same comment as she has on other occasions during this series. Our Blues were playing the Sharks game instead of the other way around. We really didn’t score many goals this last series at all. Vladimir Tarasenko, one of the best goal scorers in the league, had not made a goal going into this game and this was the 6th game. That, in and of itself, is unusual. Our players, usually dictate the pace of the game and you can tell early on what kind of game it will be, but these last few games, well, let’s just say it’s been rough.
The players lacked energy from a viewers standpoint. It seemed that the Sharks dictated not only the pace but the majority of puck possession as well. Brian Elliott started out in goal again tonight which I thought would possibly bring some energy back after missing last game, but after the score was 2-0 and the Blues were looking lethargic on the ice, I thought for sure they would switch goaltenders and put Jake Allen in. Perhaps if they had, the outcome would have been different, perhaps not. One will never know.
In the 3rd period, the Blues were down 3-0. Yes, my soul was singing laments of sheer sadness. Finally, my Blues showed some signs of life. They somehow scored 2 goals in the last 8 minutes but it was too late. The Sharks had already scored another goal and late in the 3rd, when the score was 4-2 with 2 minutes left, they scored again making the final score 5-2.
I will not forget this season for a long time. I am proud of my Blues. They did so well and came so far. They are such a bunch of great men. Special shout out to Robbie Fabbri, the young 20 year old who made his mark in the NHL in his rookie year. He will be around for a long time to come and hopefully he’ll stay with our team. I love my Blues. I love St. Louis.
Now, it’s on to baseball and tennis! French Open is on. I better start watching. And how about the recent horse racing events? No triple crown this year. Can’t wait though until next hockey season. At least I can still watch my son play this summer. The problem is, he’s only 9. It’s a far cry from the NHL, but it’ll have to do. I can dream of hockey sticks, ice and pucks though. Nothing will keep me from that.
If we were having coffee today, I’d hope to meet at my favorite coffee place here in town..not only for great coffee, but tasty treats, too! We would catch up on what the kids have been up to this week.
All my kids are out of school. It’s hard to believe another school year is over. I now have a 4th grader, a sophomore and my 2 oldest girls will both be out of the house in college next fall. Where has the time gone? My second daughter graduates tomorrow from high school. I can hardly believe it.
I would tell you how the kindness challenge is going well. I’m enjoying the changes I’m seeing in my life as a result. I’ve been doing it for 2 weeks now and I love it. I can’t say much more accept that it’s awesome and everyone can join.
I would share with you the absolute joy that I was nominated for the Liebster Award. Yes, me! Can you believe it? Someone thinks my writing is good! Good enough that I should get an award! Exhilarating for me! I never win anything or receive any accolades for anything I do so what a highlight to my week!
Dad also got his driver’s license back. His eye surgery was a success so far and the full recovery isn’t even complete! He had let his license lapse several years ago due to his sight, but he is a realist. He knows his limits. This week, he passed his test and bought a car. I’m so proud of him! Watch out though if you see him. He was always a bit wild!
Lastly, I would have to tell you I’m really disappointed in the last two games my St Louis Blues have played in the Conference Finals. I mean, really, they are playing The San Jose Sharks game instead of making the Sharks’ play the Blues’ game. C’mon guys, don’t fail us now! We are so close. Your fans can taste it! We have another game tonight and we are counting on you. If there isn’t a turn around tonight, I am afraid this season is over for us. I am a Blues fan. I have my jersey, my t-shirt, my blanket, my garden flag, my van sticker, etc. They’ve come so far, we are so close, but these last two games this week, well, they choked. No goals scored in two games. I know in my heart they can do it. They are sort of like the Cubs of the NHL. We can’t go 100 years without the beautiful Stanley cup. We deserve it this year.
So what’s new with you this week? What new with the family? The writing? Anything fascinating or simply ordinary happen? You know me, I love our coffee weekends together! I never want our time together to end!
And game 2 of the conference finals has begun. Game 1 was amazing so we shall see what happens in game 2. So far, I’m not pleased with the fact that we are behind by 1 goal just minutes in.
Hockey, my personal favorite sport, is a fast and physical sport. Tonight, my team, the St. Louis Blues, need to pick up the pace. The San Jose Sharks are fast and are in it to win it tonight! I have to say, as much as I don’t want them to win, they have a good team.
I’ve watched my Blues play all sorts of games and believe me they are consistently reliable. Their team is strong and talented. They are also hungry for a bit of Mr. Stanley, the Stanley Cup that is! My dream and theirs is to hold that which they have never held, that magical title of Stanley Cup Champions. I hope and pray this is their year.
I joke about having the rally squirrel. I say this because of the St. Louis Cardinals having the rally squirrel a few years ago. This year, I have Dexter, my very own squirrel. I’m hoping he’ll bring our Blues some of that fantastic luck to go along with their already amazing talent! So, as I always say, LET’S GO BLUES!!!
Addendum: My Blues lost this game, but watch out San Jose! We will be back and revived for game 3! We will win that one! I know in my bones we will win it!
If we were having coffee, I would tell you how much I love our coffee weekends. I know I’m new to this, but I’ve been looking forward to this all week. It’s been a busy week. I would tell you that I’m glad I made the change from my other job. This job will eventually become my home just as my last job was. It’s always hard to leave home, even when you know it’s for the best. I will always treasure my memories and my friendships that I made there. I was there for a long time. It’s hard to say goodbye, but luckily, I keep in touch with my friends. My new job is completely different from my old job. I’m refreshed when I think about it. I don’t dread going to work, not that I did with my old job, but I knew I would be completely drained by the end of the day, devoid of any energy to do or be anything more than a blob of mush in my bed. Once I have learned how to do my new job properly, I think, think, mind you, that I will actually still have the energy at the end of the day to be a wife and mother. I know I’ll be home by 5:20pm everyday and not some unknown time. That gives me peace of mind. It also pleases my husband and my children. I am refreshed and renewed. Who knew? And to think I put this off for so long!
If we were having that coffee that we so enjoy, I’d tell you that I have a newly nine year old boy this week! Yep, the Boy turned nine on Wednesday. He was thrilled with his new hockey gear and even got some early, just by a day, so he could use it for Tuesday’s night’s game. He even received new blue laces for his skates. Now, even in his uniform, I can pick him out by his skate laces and his stick. We had to do some spiffy taping on the stick to make it “cool”. Sure, he received some clothes which he actually was very excited about. Yes, he’s an odd boy who likes clothes. He practiced gratitude which pleased me tremendously! I didn’t even have to remind him to be grateful. He even got new boxers as a present because he has decided that the briefs are annoying and he’d rather just go without than wear them. Lord help me, please! Since receiving the boxers, however, he’s thrilled to bits and no complaints in the undergarment department!
I would give you the latest update on our little squirrel friend, Dexter. He is thriving! Dexter is still not weaned. Typical baby boy, just like my human boy, wanting to hold on to “mama” as long as he can, I suppose. He now sucks down anywhere from 10-20ml of squirrel formula at a time several times a day. Usually, he takes about 15 ml. He’s a good little squirrel but he does poop a lot, especially if he’s sitting on your shoulder. Luckily it’s very tiny and solid and easy to pick up. He is still on his calcium supplement for his calcium deficiency, but we have been able to lower the dose. He loves to climb, skitter around his cage and jump from person to person. He’s tried climbing up my curtains, but we caught him and that was the end of that. Soon, we will hopefully be able to release him. It will be difficult to say goodbye, but I have a feeling we will be seeing him a lot in our yard, especially looking for his squirrel biscuits.
Oh the joys of waking in the middle of the night. I’ve got just a few things in my mind in these wee hours but perhaps sleep will be kind enough to take me back for another dream or two before my day must truly begin.
My sweet boy is now the newly 9 year old. Where has that time gone? We had a lovely family celebration tonight complete with mashed potatoes, a burger bar, homemade baked beans and corn on the cob. What more could a boy ask for! He received some new clothes, which were needed and new hockey gear, including a new curved stick! Heaven! Those of us present for his birth were all there, minus his oldest sister.
Of course, now we have my dad present for all these important occasions and I couldn’t be happier! I know how much mom would have loved being here if she were here, but having dad makes me so incredibly happy. He’s relaxed, hilarious and so very kind. For so many years, my parents were in another state for these big events and holidays. They were the missing pieces of the puzzle. Now, even though mom may be gone, having dad here completes that puzzle and makes our family whole. How could I ever repay him for all that he does for our family everyday? All I can do is to show him my love and to be a good daughter. I want him to be proud of the woman I’ve become.
I shall attempt to sleep again now, to dream of far away places and new lands. Each day is a new day and I want to greet it refreshed and renewed! Good night my dear readers! Sleep well!
It’s Game 7 of the NHL playoffs round one, St. Louis Blues vs. Chicago Blackhawks. This is nail biting hockey to say the least! Anyone who enjoys sports, should really watch hockey, in my most humble opinion. It’s fast, furious and only the best sport ever created. I’m not biased at all since my nearly nine year old son plays the game and loves it as much as I do!
I am a really huge fan and have my favorite players. I haven’t yet named my animals after any of the players, but I have thought of it. I can’t tell you just exactly what it is about this game but it is so exciting! I remember years ago when my younger cousin played hockey in St. Louis. He was a great youth player. He had that fighting spirit. He went on to have a career in the army until his untimely death at the very young age of 37. We were very close in our childhood and because of him, I became a Blues fan. Of course, I grew up in Illinois so it would have made sense that I should have been a Blackhawks fan, but, thanks to John and the fact that we never got any of the Hawks home games on TV, I watched the Blues. I didn’t understand the game that much in my youth, but I learned.
Tonight, I am celebrating the win of Game 7 and the win of the series between the Blues and the Blackhawks! Woo Hoo! Yippee! Hoorah! At last! The last three seasons, my team has been knocked out in the first round of the playoffs, unlike our baseball team, the St. Louis Cardinals who have won the World Series many times over. Maybe this is our year. Let’s go Blues! I sure hope so. I know where I’ll be for the games anyway. I’ll be safely ensconced in my recliner watching it and yelling at the TV! What a great game this is!
Watching my son on the hockey rink tonight, I was filled with such love for him. He is such a great kid. I love all my children. I am just at a time in my life where I can really enjoy watching this one grow. He is so full of life and promise. It amazes me so much each day when I listen to him and hear something new that he’s learned.
Just yesterday, I was watching something and on the screen, the actors said something about the French Revolution happening 40 years in the future. My nearly nine year old looked at me and asked me if I knew about the French Revolution. When I said yes, he told me that he did too. He said that he learned about it in that class he hates, Social Studies. I reminded him that Social Studies is cool, it’s really history and history is awesome. Maybe he’ll like it next year.
I remember when his sisters were nearly nine. I was in a different time in my life then, but still enjoyed my time with them, but it was a different time. There were three of them and they are closer in age. The age difference between the girls and the Boy is great and somehow, it just makes things different.
The Boy astounds me everyday, sometimes in a good way, sometimes a funny way and sometimes not such a good way. I worry about him, a lot! I fear for him, for me, really. I can’t imagine my life without him in it. I can’t imagine my life without any of my children in it.
My greatest fear is something happening to my children. All three of my girls have had surgery. Somehow, being a nurse I was alright and calm through those. I know how strong they are. I know that for the most part they make good decisions in life, but I worry about some freak accident taking their life away from them, and from me. I’m not sure I could survive losing my child. And my son? My husband and I only have him. My girls are from my previous marriage. I fear that losing my son would tear my marriage apart. If it didn’t kill me, how could we survive? How would I survive?
I pray everyday for the health and wellness of my family. I know that I can’t focus on the what if’s in this life. If I didn’t have faith that God was a good and loving God, I don’t know what I would do. My family is the most important thing in my life. Losing my mom brought all those thoughts racing home to my heart.
I know that God must have sent Hubs to me to help me keep things logical and sane. Can’t tell you how much that man keeps me grounded. I know that most kids grow up and make a life for themselves and do just fine, but in my career, I’ve seen a great deal. I’ve seen successes, hardships, failures, heartbreaks. The future is not for us to know. All we can do is pray for the best and have faith that everything will turn out. With 4 kids, I just pray I’m not tempting the odds with my sweet little boy. He is the light of my life.
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This evening I reflect on my day before trying to head off to sleep, which I may actually be able to accomplish tonight. I’m so blessed by the happenings of this day. I have had such a splendid day and I wanted to share some of it’s highlights.
First, morning came way too soon, since I got those 2 precious hours of sleep last night, but I was able to have a brief siesta later in the morning for about 45 minutes which helped immensely. My dad and I went on another one of our magical adventures this morning. It’s not that we ever do anything that is out of the ordinary that makes it a magical adventure, it’s just that we get to spend time together which is what makes it so enjoyable. Dad had an errand to run but when he went there, the person he wanted to see was in a meeting so we had to find something to occupy us for a little while so, we went to the cemetery to visit mom’s grave. The grave site is now complete with a beautiful headstone which turned out perfectly.
I know exactly where to find my mom’s grave because I visit there quite frequently. She hasn’t been gone very long and now to see the headstone in place makes it really complete. I know Dad wanted me to see it with him. He had the opportunity to go with my brother the other day but wanted to wait until I was able to go too. He decided that my brother could go on his own. I so love my daddy. He will always be my daddy no matter how old I am. He’s always been my protector.
I have to tell you that it’s very strange to see your parents’ names on a tombstone. I reflected, only to myself, of course, that it must be even stranger to see your own name on one, as I watched my dad say a prayer at mom’s grave today. Their love was one that could never be equaled. My dad would never show that emotion. He is the strongest person I know, but you know how difficult that must be for him to be there, see his love’s name there, know that her body is buried there and see his own name engraved so nicely on that beautiful piece of granite. This was the first time he had been there since mom was buried December 1st.
When he was finished there, he said, “well, let’s go see Mrs. Sharkey’s grave.” I told him, while pointing, “it’s just down this hill and across the road.” So, we trekked on over to her grave where we said another prayer before walking back to the van. She was my babysitter for the first 13 years of my life, but she was far more than that. She was like a grandma to me. In the last couple years of her life, her health was not good. She suffered terribly from emphysema and was on continuous oxygen. We were her family since she had no children and her husband had died many, many years before. I called her Nanan. She was my everything for most of my young life, besides my immediate family. I talked to her everyday, I visited her all the time, even at the nursing home. I even put on shows at the nursing home. I played piano, flute and guitar as well as sang for the residents there while she lived there, because she lived there and I could share my talents with them. I would do anything for her. Thirty-two years later, I still miss her. I can’t believe she’s been gone for that long.
When dad and I were done with our galavanting, I had a lovely lunch with Hubs. It’s so nice to spend an hour undisturbed with the one I love so much. I told him of my escapades with Dad as we shared our lunchtime. We chatted and before we knew it, it was time for him to get back to the grind, as it were. I am so blessed to have such a great husband. He had texted me earlier to ask how I was feeling. My response was, “like having lunch with the cutest boy I know.” Apparently, he knew that I meant him. Good deal! He even paid for lunch! Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
This evening was very busy. I was invited to go to a birthday celebration with some of my old co-workers and I had a blast. I so miss those friends. I wish I could say I miss the job, but I don’t. I do, however, miss my friends. They are such a bunch of fabulous human beings. We were mostly nurses, but there were also a couple of physical therapists and an occupational therapist there as well. My goodness I miss there camaraderie. Just to sit down with so many of them at one time and enjoy a good meal and great conversation and not have to worry about getting out of the office to make visits made it most enjoyable indeed.
The icing on the cake to my great day. you ask? My St. Louis Blues won Game 1 in the first playoff game against the Chicago Blackhawks 1-0!!!! My home is a house divided. Hubs is the best man in the world, but has one flaw. He’s a Hawks fan. We watched on his Chicago channel so I didn’t even get to see who was tonight’s player of the game, but I’m thinking it had to be the goalie, Brian Elliott. He was incredible. But I say this and I should say they were all amazing and Backes made the only goal of the night! Hallelujah! You know that I love my hockey! Poor Hubs. He has to live with me for this whole series. Go Blues. I saw something that describes me perfectly. We all Bleed Blue. Well, I can speak for myself and the Boy and for certain, We both Bleed BLUE!!!! Go Blues!
As I sit here eating gummy bears and reading some great blogs, I am reminded that it is truly wonderful to be alive. Not only am I blessed to have a computer to read all these wonderful blogs, but I have the opportunity to like and comment on so many as well! If I haven’t gotten to yours yet, don’t worry, I have a lot to get to yet. I’m getting through them and it’s been a long, long day! It’s been a day of gratefulness though.
I went to see the lovely Dr. Choppra today about my pancreas. What a great man he is. He instantly put me at ease and said he is very doubtful that this cystic area is cancer. I could have kissed him for that but opted not to. I’m sure he would be glad for that if he was aware of it! He set me up for an endoscopy with endoscopic ultrasound and biopsy for next Tuesday. He doesn’t waste time. Thank God for that man. Finally getting somewhere and not standing still. Wow, does that feel good.
Dr. Choppra also said that I will more than likely have to have that area of my pancreas removed regardless of what the biopsy shows because it’s causing me pain. I like that man more and more. Let’s get rid of this bad thing! No, I’m not a fan of abdominal surgery. I’ve in fact, had more than my share and my belly shows the scars. I’ve had 4 c/sections and 2 umbilical hernia repairs as well as a hysterectomy. Yes, I have a very unattractive tummy, but bring it on! I want this bad boy out so I can get on with living my life! I don’t do patient very well.
I also got my grubby little paws on my notes from Florida. Apparently, there is another mass area on my liver. It looks like a hemangioma which is like a mass of blood vessels all rolled together. Don’t know what that’s all about but that is going to have to wait until we get problem number one taken care of. Dr. Choppra said so and I completely concur.
So, in light of all this crazy news, I’m elated! Dr. Choppra doesn’t think I have cancer and said he would be very, very surprised if it was based on the fact that it is cystic in nature. I have a date with him to put nasty tubes down my throat and slice a bit of said cyst thingy out to test it. I still have the best husband in the world who got me taco salad tonight for dinner, even though I couldn’t eat very much of it. And to top it all off, I got to go to my son’s hockey game tonight where he made a goal on the goalie who just covered the net, like completely covered the net with his entire body. My boy was the only one who made a goal on our side! Yay Liam!!!! Overall, great freaking day!
Now it’s time to go back to reading some more blogs and making likes and comments. I hope to actually get some sleep tonight for a change though. Mornings just come too soon! Pleasant dreams everyone!