I've been feeling a bit 'under the weather' so please forgive my absence as all my thoughts and activities have been a bit scarce this week. And because I hate to make a picture-less post...
Lunch, with lots of pepper. Yum! Be back soon, xoxo
I've been given an award by the lovely Simone:
Along with this special award I have to admit to 7 amazing (or weird) facts about myself. I tend to be less amazing and more on the weird side so here goes:
1. When I eat chicken noodle soup, I must have a slice of bread with honey to accompany it. All I can say about this one is "thanks mum" (I blame it all on her).
2. I can tie a knot in a cherry stem with my tongue and speaking of knots I can tie shoe laces with my toes.
3. I can often be found wearing ear plugs during the day. Hey, I'm a homeschooling mum of 4 children and they are all noisy.
4. I watch the Oliver Stone JFK movie about 4-6 times a year.
5. I love documentaries and radio dramas.
6. I am in the "Generation X" age group but almost all of my siblings are "Boomers" and I have "Builder aged" parents. Can we say "oops!"
7. I am a Trekkie from way back to the original series and continue to love them all though I never did get into deep space 9.
What do you do with all the bits and pieces of broken crayons left over? I use to throw them out but lately I've taken to melting them down into another art form for the kids to experience.
It's quite simple actually. Heat your oven to anywhere from 200-300 F. Take an old muffin tin (option: you can add foil cup cake liners) and let the kids put the crayons in the compartments as they desire, just make sure there are no bits of paper left on the crayons. Put them in the oven and watch them melt. After they have completely melted, take them out of the oven and let them cool. Use a small paring knife to help remove them from your muffin tin if you aren't using liners. I recommend using a muffin tin that doesn't get used for baking at all.
Watch your preschoolers with these crayon cookies, they look almost good enough to eat!
from me to you...
I've been having a rush of anxiety this week. I'm having my first mammogram on Monday and the thought of all the picture taking, squishing & squashing is making me queasy. I suppose it doesn't help that my sister passed away from breast cancer a year ago :( ...crap, she was so young...and she left behind her hubby, son and young daughter. Makes me a bit sick to my stomach when I think about it too much. It's downright nasty and I miss her.
I suppose it is a good thing to get checked out and make sure all is well on the breast front. But for me, now that I know someone so closely related that has been diagnosed and who had such a horrific outcome,
I just don't want to think about it I just don't want to dwell on it. It's a nagging thought that pervades my mind more times than I care to admit. Oh it is getting better now that time has passed, but still life never does seem to be the same when loved ones leave us. That's the bugger of it all.
I know enough to know that life isn't all bad. I am the youngest of 13 kids, 9 gals and 4 guys and my sister was the only one to have the bc diagnosis. So statistically speaking we are doing pretty good considering the number of females in our family. My mum is really healthy at 76 and my dad lived to a pretty good age (74 years). But the reality of being the youngest weighs heavy on me at times. Just over a week ago we buried one of my sister's husbands. I keep thinking about how many people I'm going to have to say goodbye to in my lifetime. It's overwhelming and at times, to cope, I find myself distancing myself from the ones I love. Not a stellar coping mechanism I admit, but a reminder of my own humanity.
I really didn't intend to put all this in print and though I would normally hit the delete button I think it might be good to just get this out there. This is a big part of me and my little world lately. Probably explains the ol' creative funk I've been in. Probably explains a whole lot more than I've been saying.
If you think about it can you send me some good vibes and prayers, I don't mind the method. I know this anxiety will pass and I will get a fresh perspective soon enough but for now your virtual support is appreciated.