The Anxiety Fairy Brought Reinforcements!

Tuesday! I barely made it through Monday. It was touch and go for a long time! An entire full-blown anxiety attack and panic attack.  On those days I think hard about moving to a convent and taking a vow of silence.

To re-cap, Friday night was Cultural Arts Night at school. Tommy and I were volunteering in the Screen Printing Room with artist Sarah Kickingbird. Jodi was the door keeper and I left Tommy with Sarah and took Corbin to see the performance by the OKC Ballet. This was the one and only time there was complete silence the entire night. The kids were in awe of the storytelling done by this talented duo.

Our Fiber Art artist was none other than Jamie Lopp (@midwestmigrant) aka Aunt Jamie. We made key chains. I did not. I am smart. The little boy who had it down from knot one kept “helping” me until I tied my own final knot. That kid is going far in leadership and I had someone else do my work. Win.  Fred gave us a quick Cartoon Drawing lesson. Corbins was really good. We went to try out some instruments the OKC Philharmonic brought but as soon as a little boy tried a violin Corbin was out. We gelli painted instead. Then we went home and died. Staring at the wall.

Saturday night was a sleepover and Sunday was list day. Jodi and Mike are flying to D,C, to pick up this bad boy

The plan is to drive it back and gut the inside and live in the bus while they build a house on their land. I have been locked in a fight with the Anxiety Fairy over this. No one has ever driven a bus before! I am stressed. Then Mike calls and says don’t worry about the bus, worry about the airplane! The Anxiety Fairy called in reinforcements and I shut down.

We have lists of ball practices and games, lunches ready to pack and breakfasts in the freezer. I reminded Corbin Thursday is picture day and asked if he wanted to bring a comb for his hair or should I come up and do it? He looked at me like I had two heads and said, ” No. No. If this is how school is going to be I’m going back to Pre-K!” apparently combing his hair at school is a deal breaker.

So the postman brought bunches of packages to my door this weekend~ My new white comforter, lots of teas and this cute seahorse infuser that I found at The Spice and Tea Exchange . More tomorrow on all the new teas~

Wish us luck. I keep asking Mike and Jodi if they are coming back. Don’t leave me here with these tiny terrorists. Dear Sweet Baby Jesus please.

xx P

SOFT PINKS AND LAMBS EAR GREENS

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Friday! We made it! Although Spring and Winter need to get together and figure out who’s leaving and who’s staying! It is cold and gloomy outside still. But I’m getting ready for Spring.

I love the softness of this pink. Along with the faded green of Lamb’s Ear. I’m making a wreath and a few other things to go in a Spring Tableau. Along with Peonies and Cabbage Roses, I’m hoping for success. It will be a craft weekend, as it is supposed to rain and be cold.

The birthday boy was delighted with his cake and had two pieces. It was darn good. We did nothing special at all except eat cake and snuggle on the sofa. He thanks everyone for their birthday wishes.

I thought I would share Corbin’s Winter Ball.

   There is a video of them bowing and dancing but I won’t embarrass him further. These two are great friends. He has a crush on the girl from the ice cream shop this summer, but is way too shy to ask her to dance!

I hope you have something fun planned for this weekend. Stay warm and think Spring thoughts!

xx P

OU Boy Turns 40! Happy Birthday Babe!

It’s finally here! OU Boy turned 40 today! I asked him if he felt wiser and he said no I feel older. Well, I said, it’s all down hill from here!

I made his Triple Chocolate Threat cake. I was hoping he would take it to work, as we are full in the sweets department right now. But no, they are all still sitting there tempting me as I try to ignore them all.

40 years old. He was 24 when he knocked at my door and never left. Against all odds he graduated with honors, blew out his elbow pitching at college, almost died from appendicitis and a botched gall bladder surgery. Had the worst upbringing possible, imagine your dad leaving you in the car asleep while he went in the strip club. That bad. He is wicked smart and hilariously funny. He’s already had 5 heart attacks, one double by-pass, numerous stints and now Da Tumor. So I really hope he has gotten all of the bad crap out-of-the-way.

I am so proud of the man he has become. I am glad that he puts up with my shenanigans and even though he lives in fear of Homeland showing up one day because of me, he puts up with it because he loves me. And I love him. We get each other like no one else could.

I hope today is everything you want it to be, except for golf, we aren’t cleared for golf yet.

Happy Birthday Love!

xx P

Never Underestimate The Importance of the Little Things!

I’m running very late today. But it has been a day! Bright and sunny and no sign of the weather that had schools closed yesterday and even the library closed and the coffee shop. I swear we got maybe 100 flakes of snow/sleet. I don’t understand it at all.

It’s been a very busy week for us. I met with my therapist Monday morning and I unloaded all of my worries on her. Tommy’s dressing came off and I got to see the incision. It was much longer than I thought. 7 inches. And Dr. White said he needed every one of those inches to get that tumor out. But it looks good.

We’ve been doing soft and lazy stuff. Drinking tea, napping, watching Ender’s Game and just letting go of all of the tension from the pre-surgery results. Which we got! No Cancer! Laying around reading and rubbing each other’s feet. Just doing a lot of self-love. The kids spent the night on Friday night. We watched Venom again and just hung out. Corbin was most upset that he didn’t get a chocolate heart, but a chocolate shake fixed that.

He had his dance and he and Emma were voted King and Queen. Kindergarten is a lot different from when I was there! Anyway he looked adorable in his crown and royal robe. This Friday is Talent Show Night. I shudder to think what will happen, but I made cookies.

I don’t know if it was Tommy’s nether regions returning from numbness, saving the world from being destroyed and giving us some stress relief or if I had a head injury but today I woke up and by afternoon tea time I had made a cake for his birthday tomorrow ( the big 40), I made 2 of my Lemon Lust Loaves and lots of dark chocolate chip cookies, plus I have a pork roast in the slow cooker. Don’t get used to it.

So I’m having some nice Harney & Sons Blue and Yellow tea with a slice of Lemon Lust Loaf!

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Along with clean sheet day, this is just heavenly!

xx P

Happy Monday~ GREAT NEWS!!

Happy Monday~ It has been a long weekend here. Cold too. I hope you are all safe and warm.

Friday’s surgery was an all day affair. We finally got back to the OR and of course I asked Dr. White if I could see the tumor. He was very quick to offer to take a picture. Almost gleeful. Aunt Gayle and I posted up it the waiting area right out side the OR with about 50 other people who had not read the memo on NO CHILDREN BEYOND THIS POINT. So I pointed it out to them. For hours I drank tea, listened shamelessly to other people’s conversations and silently judged the ones who had NOT turned their phones off. Well maybe not so silently, but I was stressed.

A few hours in I received a call from Diane in the OR to meet the good doctor in the hall real quick. We were like giddy kids doing something behind our parents back! He had the picture and then took my phone and took one next to a ruler so you all could share in the gory thing he and I decided to call “Da Tumor” in our best Terminator voices.

So for the squeamish or faint of heart, look away!

I sent it to my sister and said, “We had a baby! It’s a boy/girl/mutant!” Actually our Oncologist said he is certain it is not cancerous, although we are waiting on final confirmation from the pathologist. Just a bunch of fat. Which Gayle and I wondered if it had just banded together and formed this long 2 pound ovoid and how could we get our fat to work that out???

The weekend was spent doling out meds. Oxycodone and Tommy don’t really go well together. Lots of throwing up and passing out. Today he is going down to just Motrin and believe it or not he’s going back to work on Wednesday. He has slept a lot and I have read a lot. Plus my mother went home from the hospital on Saturday.

I want to take a minute to say Thank You to all of you who were praying and sending us good thoughts! It means the world to us. After surgery when he could sit up we just clung to each other and prayed and gave thanks and cried and released a ton of weight off of our shoulders.

The up side of this is how seriously he is taking his recovery and drinking SuperFood Smoothies with me and hardly drinking any iced sweet tea. But a lot of herbal tea.

I’m headed to the market as I don’t think he will live on spinach much longer!

Happy Monday and Here is a big hug and kisses for you all!

xx P

FROSTY MORNINGS AND TOASTY MUGS!

BRRRR!!! I am not even going to start whining about how cold it is. 47 degrees but it’s a dry cold. WTF? I don’t know, but I feel horrible complaining when my mother is up to her tiny little neck in snow and my sons are in the frozen tundra of -60. Doesn’t mean I won’t complain, but I am aware how lucky we are to have been spared this polar vortex.

We are getting our ducks in a row for surgery next Friday. Thank you for all the well wishes. I think we are getting everything under control. This morning Tommy told me I could toss that pitcher of sweet tea he made last night. “It just tasted funny. I don’t want it anymore.”  One more miracle and I’m pretty sure I can be up for sainthood, right??

It was very cold this morning, I had to put on a hoodie over my shorts! Since then I have been snuggled on my office sofa writing reviews and drinking a pot of Gingerbread Tea. Those warming spices make your entire body sigh. I’m finishing up one book and have a stack of Paula Brackston’s books to begin. Just for my own pleasure.

I hope y’all are staying warm if you are in this insane cold. Drink tea, wear socks or just hop in the hot tub and read a book!

xx P

Lazy Sundays Are The Best!

It’s a bright and shiny Sunday here. 59 degrees and that sun makes a huge difference in your mood. On days like this I wake up like Cinderella, stretching and waiting for the birds to make my bed. Happy and Content. Today I’m sipping on a good standard, Earl Grey and cleaning up my mess in the craft room.

My friend, Pamela, came over yesterday afternoon for a cup of tea and gossip. Neither one of us knows any so that was a short conversation. She brought me a very large bag from Michael’s Crafts chock full of Valentine supplies and red and pink boas. She always overbuys and I get what is left. So I’ve been busy making heart garlands for the windows and turning boas into wreaths.

I know we are late to the party but we started watching The Crown last night and before we knew it midnight was here! I spent the entire time fact checking on google! I had to promise not to watch the rest today until Tommy gets home. Yes, he is back at work. Which means he’s laying on a bed watching movies at one of the Hyatts.

Interesting conversation in my head last night. I never see babies named Karen. Or Cinderella. With all of the oddball names out there how come no one has picked up on Cinderella or Malificent? Or Karen? What’s the oddest baby name you’ve heard? I have to say mine was when I was helping a fellow teacher with her Kindergarten enrollment day. A mommy came over and told me her daughter’s name was Asshole’. Pronounced ASH-Ole’. When I asked her how she spelled that I realized she had named her kid asshole. I guess it’s all in how you pronounce something.

Tomorrow we will be at the cancer center so fingers crossed Quick trivia question from church….What fruit does the Bible say Eve tempted Adam with? I knew this one. Do you?

xx P

 

THANKFUL, GRATEFUL, AND TIRED!

Well we made it. Friday morning Tommy’s BP had been acceptable for 10 straight hours. Really good. Like normal people. 124 over 78! We finally found the right cocktail of meds. And I want to thank all of the nurses, especially Debbie at OU. Part of the anxiety and stress is the not knowing. And this beautiful woman shut the door and sat down and explained everything and wrote it down. They released him right after lunch and we headed to the pharmacy and got his new meds and then home for a nap in his own bed and a nice soak in the tub.

He was determined to go to Corbin’s first dance. And we made it. I was working the photo booth and he helped by corralling the props and herding the kids into a somewhat straight line.

The gym looked amazing, the DJ was really good, but the hottest ticket in the gym was the photo booth.

Those three little munchkins are best friends. Last year they were all the same height but as you can see Corbin had a growth spurt, but then we are all tall Viking people here. They danced their hearts out and took tons of pictures together and ate a lot of cookies but when it came time to go, little Alex did not want to take off her party shoes and go to her Grandmother’s house. She started to cry and the boys jumped right in to hug her and console her and offer for her to come with them. On the way out, Corbin said, ” Grandma, Emerson and me are cousins now.”  Really? ” Well then it’s okay if he calls me his Grandma too, then?” Uh, no.

I sent his dad a the above picture as he was home with Charli Ava and he wrote back, Good Lord Mom, he looks like a little Amish boy! Actually the boys had to have matching outfits, which were located finally at H & M. Corbin refused to wear the bow tie or boutonniere, as they felt funny on his skin.

We slept like the dead last night and woke up this morning feeling like we had the worst hangover ever! We didn’t realize how tightly we were wound up and I guess we just crashed finally. But everyone is doing well. Monday we meet with the surgeon at the Cancer Center and we’ll go from there. But I had to share Corbin’s first dance with y’all and thank you for all of your thoughts and love and prayers. You are all amazing!

xx P