We are all able to look back on our lives, at any moment in time, and see the miracles and how they changed us.
Twenty-nine years ago today, our second baby girl was born; she is one of my miracles. Shelly came out sucking her thumb and was so content to look around and see what her new world was like. She stayed just that way for a long, long time - a happy, smiley little thing.
Today she is a beautiful, graceful young woman, full of kindness and always willing to put herself out to make someone else's day brighter. She is a true joy in all of our lives.
I'm not able to wish her Happy Birthday today because she is off in Thailand enjoying a well-deserved vacation with her husband and friends. I've had to send her birthday wishes on the wisps of the wind and I know that, somehow, she received them.
Happy Birthday sweet girl. I am soooo thankful that you are in our lives! I love you....
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Call Me a Wimp
Go ahead, you can do it - call me a Wimp. I can take it, or truth be told, I just don't have it in me at the moment to fight back.
The following should only be read by those not faint of heart....
So, I just had that infamous little cracked tooth removed, you know, the one that ever so graciously cracked off well below the gumline - yep, that's the one. So, two really good things happened:
Number one is that it was so difficult for my dentist to remove the cracked portion (read that as my mouth and jawline were aching, aching, aching when he was done) that I asked the periodontist to wait a week before removing the entire rest of the tooth. Number two is that I felt bad that I was only going to see the periodonist for a single visit, when he had gone to the trouble to get me in as an emergency the first time, that I decided that I would have him (remember - he's a surgeon) and not my dentist take out my tooth. Both of these turned out to be GREAT things.
Besides the fact that the Lidocaine required two additional shots to numb my mouth, which we found out when the Dr. started drilling away to intentionally crack the remaining tooth and I started flying out of the chair. So okay, that was pretty bad, but here was the really, really bad, but sort of good too, thing that happened: the jawbone stubbornly refused to let go of the roots (translation - it took twice as long, required cuts in the gumline, and true pushing/pulling on the tooth to get the bone to give it up!) However, I can now say with complete confidence that I have fantastic bone; I even have a Dr. willing to attest to it. He is left to wonder if it's the goat's milk/cheese!?!
I'm off to go imbibe on pain meds....
The following should only be read by those not faint of heart....
So, I just had that infamous little cracked tooth removed, you know, the one that ever so graciously cracked off well below the gumline - yep, that's the one. So, two really good things happened:
Number one is that it was so difficult for my dentist to remove the cracked portion (read that as my mouth and jawline were aching, aching, aching when he was done) that I asked the periodontist to wait a week before removing the entire rest of the tooth. Number two is that I felt bad that I was only going to see the periodonist for a single visit, when he had gone to the trouble to get me in as an emergency the first time, that I decided that I would have him (remember - he's a surgeon) and not my dentist take out my tooth. Both of these turned out to be GREAT things.
Besides the fact that the Lidocaine required two additional shots to numb my mouth, which we found out when the Dr. started drilling away to intentionally crack the remaining tooth and I started flying out of the chair. So okay, that was pretty bad, but here was the really, really bad, but sort of good too, thing that happened: the jawbone stubbornly refused to let go of the roots (translation - it took twice as long, required cuts in the gumline, and true pushing/pulling on the tooth to get the bone to give it up!) However, I can now say with complete confidence that I have fantastic bone; I even have a Dr. willing to attest to it. He is left to wonder if it's the goat's milk/cheese!?!
I'm off to go imbibe on pain meds....
Monday, November 1, 2010
Liquid Sunshine
My father was a research meteorologist. He worked for the USAF and then NOAA. I think rain was his favorite form of weather, especially with a rip-snorting thunderstorm.
You see, Dad was from Kansas where rains are few and far between in the summer months, the prarie grasses turn from green to brown very quickly, and there is lots and lots of dust. We didn't live in Kansas when I grew up, but his distinct dislike of the dry weather meant that pretty nearly everytime there was a summer rain, you would find my Dad sitting out on our covered back porch just watching the drops fall down, smoking his little cigars and drinking a martini (with a green olive - I loved those olives!)
Now if there was a thunderstorm rolling in he had me so convinced about how special they were that I'd pull up a chair and watch the entertainment, for hours sometimes, just watching and visiting. I still know the smell of a coming thunderstorm to this day.
Today it rained chickens, goats, and horses on the farm; it was a gully-whomper. Sadly, no thunderstorms but the rain was magnificent. Dad use to call it "liquid sunshine"; I think that was the Kansas boy talking.
You see, Dad was from Kansas where rains are few and far between in the summer months, the prarie grasses turn from green to brown very quickly, and there is lots and lots of dust. We didn't live in Kansas when I grew up, but his distinct dislike of the dry weather meant that pretty nearly everytime there was a summer rain, you would find my Dad sitting out on our covered back porch just watching the drops fall down, smoking his little cigars and drinking a martini (with a green olive - I loved those olives!)
Now if there was a thunderstorm rolling in he had me so convinced about how special they were that I'd pull up a chair and watch the entertainment, for hours sometimes, just watching and visiting. I still know the smell of a coming thunderstorm to this day.
Today it rained chickens, goats, and horses on the farm; it was a gully-whomper. Sadly, no thunderstorms but the rain was magnificent. Dad use to call it "liquid sunshine"; I think that was the Kansas boy talking.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
From Crowning to Flipping
Yesterday, I blithely proceeded to the dentist expecting to have the small piece of tooth that I cracked last week to be fully removed, while the remaineder of the tooth would be fitted with a crown. Oh, the best laid plans of mice and me....
Blithely is a terrible exaggeration. I actually don't mind the dentist as long as it doesn't involve any of those long-needled shots of novacaine (in truth - probably lidocaine.) Of course, removing part of a hanging on kind of tooth did require those horrible, horrible shots. I survived that portion rather well, for me anyway. The wee problem is that tooth cracked well below the gum line and both the dentist and I were sweating it out as my very, very healthy gums refused to let go. Need I mention how sore my mouth is today?
It got worse - because it was so far below the gum line a crown was out at this point so today I had to go see a periodontist. Me, the very healthy gum person! Anyway, one look at the x-rays, and he very firmly told me that there would be no crown lengthening procedure involved, too close to the point of the dual root connection (yes, there is a technical term for this, just don't expect me to remember it.) So, the tooth will be coming out.
Recommended procedure after extraction - an implant. No, no, no. Here I am getting ready to have my old mercury fillings removed, I'm not about to put in any additional metal objects into my body. Next option - a flipper. Yes, that's right, a flipper. (I love that word!) Just a simple little single tooth denture. Now I'll have something to play around with when I'm bored.
I can even do a little 'take that' kind of flip when I'm frustrated with someone. I think this has great potential.
Blithely is a terrible exaggeration. I actually don't mind the dentist as long as it doesn't involve any of those long-needled shots of novacaine (in truth - probably lidocaine.) Of course, removing part of a hanging on kind of tooth did require those horrible, horrible shots. I survived that portion rather well, for me anyway. The wee problem is that tooth cracked well below the gum line and both the dentist and I were sweating it out as my very, very healthy gums refused to let go. Need I mention how sore my mouth is today?
It got worse - because it was so far below the gum line a crown was out at this point so today I had to go see a periodontist. Me, the very healthy gum person! Anyway, one look at the x-rays, and he very firmly told me that there would be no crown lengthening procedure involved, too close to the point of the dual root connection (yes, there is a technical term for this, just don't expect me to remember it.) So, the tooth will be coming out.
Recommended procedure after extraction - an implant. No, no, no. Here I am getting ready to have my old mercury fillings removed, I'm not about to put in any additional metal objects into my body. Next option - a flipper. Yes, that's right, a flipper. (I love that word!) Just a simple little single tooth denture. Now I'll have something to play around with when I'm bored.
I can even do a little 'take that' kind of flip when I'm frustrated with someone. I think this has great potential.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Happy Birthday Lexie
It's so hard to believe - our first baby girl turned 31 today - from a tiny, perfect little baby to the beautiful woman she is today, with babies of her own! It has been magic watching her all of these years! Congratulations Lexie - I love you....
Our family tradition is that the birthday person gets to choose their favorite meal; the rest of us divide the efforts of the preparation between us. Lexie's choice is shrimp puffs, green salad, garlic bread, stuffed shells, and our special birthday cake (yellow cake layered with what can only be described as the filling in hostess cupcakes, and milk chocolate frosting - YUM.) The very nice thing about this menu is that I really like it too!!!
Lexie's Watson and their little Peanut just finished decorating the dining area, purple and pink streamers abound, with lots and lots of tape - we are now officially ready for the festivities to begin!
Our family tradition is that the birthday person gets to choose their favorite meal; the rest of us divide the efforts of the preparation between us. Lexie's choice is shrimp puffs, green salad, garlic bread, stuffed shells, and our special birthday cake (yellow cake layered with what can only be described as the filling in hostess cupcakes, and milk chocolate frosting - YUM.) The very nice thing about this menu is that I really like it too!!!
Lexie's Watson and their little Peanut just finished decorating the dining area, purple and pink streamers abound, with lots and lots of tape - we are now officially ready for the festivities to begin!
Friday, October 22, 2010
Back Again!
Oh, the time has slipped away; where I'm not quite sure....
It might possibly have been spent in basking in the wonderful life I live: sharing laughter and giggles from two delightful grandbabies; long, heart-filled chats with my two beautiful daughters; special moments with my best friend and love, and of course, time spent relaxing and loving each of the very special people that share my life.
We went back to the east coast last week to visit family. It was ever so nice to come back home again! I asked the VVDH to please, please, please, not make me leave the farm for a good long time again. (Not that he made me the last time however!) I truly enjoyed seeing all of our relatives and everyone is doing as well as can be expected, but here in the Pacific Northwest is where I find my peace and tranquility. My special dear ones are all here, but it's more than that. This is the place that we chose, from New England to here, and it has felt ever so right since we arrived many years ago.
So today I am thankful for being on our farm where the leaves are turning their bright, vivid golds and reds, and the sun is lighting them on this blue-skied day! Oh, the complete joy of being home again.
It might possibly have been spent in basking in the wonderful life I live: sharing laughter and giggles from two delightful grandbabies; long, heart-filled chats with my two beautiful daughters; special moments with my best friend and love, and of course, time spent relaxing and loving each of the very special people that share my life.
We went back to the east coast last week to visit family. It was ever so nice to come back home again! I asked the VVDH to please, please, please, not make me leave the farm for a good long time again. (Not that he made me the last time however!) I truly enjoyed seeing all of our relatives and everyone is doing as well as can be expected, but here in the Pacific Northwest is where I find my peace and tranquility. My special dear ones are all here, but it's more than that. This is the place that we chose, from New England to here, and it has felt ever so right since we arrived many years ago.
So today I am thankful for being on our farm where the leaves are turning their bright, vivid golds and reds, and the sun is lighting them on this blue-skied day! Oh, the complete joy of being home again.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Back Again
How could it possibly be almost three weeks since I've popped in to say hello? Where, oh where, has the time gone?
Possibly, it has been spent in......cuddling a precious new baby who curls up so trustingly in your arms, cuddling a precious little two-year old who is not quite sure what happened but who's world has been turned a little sideways, hanging laundry, gardening, cooking, doing a bit of 'real' work, and last but not least, making those twice-daily forays down to the barn to once again ask Babette to share her creamy, rich milk. I'll have you know that I have indeed found a bit of time to sleep, albeit, probably not as much as I'd like (I really, really excel at sleeping!)
Our newest little grandbaby was indeed born on July 4th. We made it to the birthing clinic at 6:00 p.m., she was born in the water at 7:02, and all of us were back home by 10:40. The firework displays were filling the skies over our entire route home; it was a beautiful way to celebrate Lexie and Watson's littlest miracle. Little Pumpkin is a lovely baby girl, blond hair, blue eyes, and best of all - a really gentle, calm disposition. Yes, she can, and does, let Mama know when it is time to eat, but the inbetween times are filled with coos and contentment. She appears to have the 'typical' water-born baby attitude towards life.
It has been a wonderful few weeks and I remain basking in contentment myself.....
Possibly, it has been spent in......cuddling a precious new baby who curls up so trustingly in your arms, cuddling a precious little two-year old who is not quite sure what happened but who's world has been turned a little sideways, hanging laundry, gardening, cooking, doing a bit of 'real' work, and last but not least, making those twice-daily forays down to the barn to once again ask Babette to share her creamy, rich milk. I'll have you know that I have indeed found a bit of time to sleep, albeit, probably not as much as I'd like (I really, really excel at sleeping!)
Our newest little grandbaby was indeed born on July 4th. We made it to the birthing clinic at 6:00 p.m., she was born in the water at 7:02, and all of us were back home by 10:40. The firework displays were filling the skies over our entire route home; it was a beautiful way to celebrate Lexie and Watson's littlest miracle. Little Pumpkin is a lovely baby girl, blond hair, blue eyes, and best of all - a really gentle, calm disposition. Yes, she can, and does, let Mama know when it is time to eat, but the inbetween times are filled with coos and contentment. She appears to have the 'typical' water-born baby attitude towards life.
It has been a wonderful few weeks and I remain basking in contentment myself.....
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