Love, Thank Yous and Vacation

Hey, for those of you who have sent messages of outrage and support and cheering and comfort and silliness, both publicly and privately….

Thank you so much. Seriously. Together with the love of other family and friends, I feel surrounded (in a good way), soothed, buoyed, strong, and positive. The anger and despair I felt when I posted about the dismissive and painful remarks directed toward me recently has softened into something that feels much less overwhelming. I no longer feel buried. No longer feel that this one conflict has undone my progress toward healing, merely that it was an upswelling of emotion, and a brief side trip that has reminded me that the love in my life is so much bigger and more powerful than than the negative emotions that remain.

So I’m ok. And I’m on Spring Break, visiting family, knitting, reading, playing with puppies and looking at wildflowers, dying Easter eggs and knitting, making long lists, reading magazines, and knitting.

Good stuff.

The best therapy.

And yes, my house is very very clean right now. ;)

The Offspring Formerly Known as Sonar X4

Let it be known that the offspring formerly known as Sonar X4 shall hereafter (until the next round of March 11th) be known as Sonar X5.

Happy Birthday Kiddo. ;)

It's the President on line 1

Last week, Hillary Clinton. This week, Ted Kennedy and Joseph Kennedy (stumping for Obama), then Barack Obama himself, followed very closely by Bill Clinton (stumping for, well, you know, his wife). All in or around little old Corpus Christi, Texas in a matter of days.

And the other night, Michelle Obama called (stumping for, well, you know, her husband). OK, she didn’t just call me since it was a prerecorded message.

But all the attention might start going to my head.

Do you think they’ll still love me after March 4?

Maybe I ought to hold off on the speech accepting that cabinet position, just in case.

Happy Day Lovelies

Knit and felted hearts, LionWool

P.S. I opted not to take the little guys to see Hillary yesterday; the pragmatics were just too much for me. But we did watch her live on tv, and I was inspired, knowing that she was in my neck of the woods.

P.P.S. I am still undecided.

Next Time: My First Race

Shall We Just Call it Balm-Shine?

The sun is shining in just such a way today that it makes me feel warmer on the inside. Good feeling.

In other news, there are new shoes. Wider footprint, thicker , wedgier sole. And my pain is mostly gone, only a slight bruisy feeling on my left ankle every now and again. So, I’m going to run today. If the pain comes back in the ankle, then I think I’ll have to involve a medical professional, because it might just be a stress fracture. *sigh*

In other other news my children are so cool. Oh, I know, your children are cool too, and so are your pets, and your partners, and the plants growing near you, and I’d love to hear about them. Here’s a cool thing mine did this week…

Child 1 (Let’s just call him Sonar-X7), who is a second grader, was studying Heroes from the Past* in Social Studies this week. As an extension of that unit, they were supposed to write about a Hero from Today, someone that they know personally, and explain why the person is a hero.

*sigh*

Lovely child chose his middle sib (Sonar-X4). Explained that Sonar-X4 is fun to be with, fun to play with and has really good ideas. Sonar-X7 found my gushing over it embarassing. ;)

I’m going to hold on to that thought, maybe even scribble it on a sticky note that I can wave around at them the next time they’re tackling each other to the ground in a snit.

*Maya Angelou was included as a Past hero, and I just can’t get it out of my craw that she isn’t so much past as the rest of the heroes, who are all dead. I think I’ll write a note to the teacher. ;)