Wednesday, November 02, 2005
More Fall Photos...by kim
These were taken the same days as a few blogs back.
No new photos as of yet.
But hopefully in the next few days.
Is It Hot In Here Or Is It Just Me...?
Aging yet still young
Asian and envied by many of same age
Straight as an arrow was my hair once but now curly as Shirley Temples'
Less firm are the ol' cantaloupes but still ripe as ever
I guess I'm truly getting old
The age of hot flashes have crashed upon my being and lifestyle
Gone are the days of being cozy and bundled up in a turtle neck shirt, a wool sweater, warm sweat pants, and fuzzy warm slippers.
Now it's 'layers' I have to remind myself daily.
A thin cotton shirt beneath a light weight sweatshirt, light weight pants and flip flops. No socks or shoes...too hot.
Uck! I never imagined going through this 'time' in my life at such an early age, 37.
I thought one was still considered young if one hadn't crossed the ol' forty 'finish line', Heh!
But unfortunately in my case it is not true.
I am in Hot Flash City and not enjoying the weather or the views.
I'm TOO YOUNG so I thought but medical science says I'm just right in the prime if one is to go through it before the mid-forties.
Ode to joy for me...
Asian and envied by many of same age
Straight as an arrow was my hair once but now curly as Shirley Temples'
Less firm are the ol' cantaloupes but still ripe as ever
I guess I'm truly getting old
The age of hot flashes have crashed upon my being and lifestyle
Gone are the days of being cozy and bundled up in a turtle neck shirt, a wool sweater, warm sweat pants, and fuzzy warm slippers.
Now it's 'layers' I have to remind myself daily.
A thin cotton shirt beneath a light weight sweatshirt, light weight pants and flip flops. No socks or shoes...too hot.
Uck! I never imagined going through this 'time' in my life at such an early age, 37.
I thought one was still considered young if one hadn't crossed the ol' forty 'finish line', Heh!
But unfortunately in my case it is not true.
I am in Hot Flash City and not enjoying the weather or the views.
I'm TOO YOUNG so I thought but medical science says I'm just right in the prime if one is to go through it before the mid-forties.
Ode to joy for me...
The Holidays Are Upon Us...
Well, the holidays are soon to be upon us and I am trying desperately to figure out what to do with birthday and Christmas gifts for this year.
It's not so much that I don't want to have to go and shop for others for 'things' that they may or may not like, but just the thought that those that I know in my life have plenty. It's as if we don't need another thing, to add to our other things and thus that is the perpetual cycle of the holidays.
I know I don't need a single thing more in my house, on my body or to use in my kitchen. Yet it so easy to get caught up in the merriment of it all and just begin grabbing things off the shelves, praying the person whom you're buying it for will find some use for it, somehow.
And then I get thinking about making creative things for friends and family and realize that there is just not enough wall space for all those things I have made nor find that those things I have made on the walls of those that I have given them to. So, it's seems rather useless to mass produce when little room is available for the adorning of my creative piece or the lack of interest in the piece that took a long time to create.
So, my dilemma is real and I need to get on it before the holidays have passed me by.
I keep having these nightmares, truly, about not having bought all of the gifts for the people in my family, and finding that the day we head up to my parents, is the day that we are doing the presents. Yikes!!! Luckily it is only a dream...whew!
So, to make or not to make that is my dilemma.
I actually like shopping for gifts for people, as I think I am a pretty good gift giver of what others taste are like. But I know there have been some years that it was just grab and go because I hadn't a clue or the gift ideas were out of my giving range.
I'd rather just get together for several meals with friends and families and have a few days of celebration and just being together without all of the gift giving involved.
It sure would make life easier and I think much more enjoyable in the long run.
I have no clue what I'm doing this year...Ho Hum...
It's not so much that I don't want to have to go and shop for others for 'things' that they may or may not like, but just the thought that those that I know in my life have plenty. It's as if we don't need another thing, to add to our other things and thus that is the perpetual cycle of the holidays.
I know I don't need a single thing more in my house, on my body or to use in my kitchen. Yet it so easy to get caught up in the merriment of it all and just begin grabbing things off the shelves, praying the person whom you're buying it for will find some use for it, somehow.
And then I get thinking about making creative things for friends and family and realize that there is just not enough wall space for all those things I have made nor find that those things I have made on the walls of those that I have given them to. So, it's seems rather useless to mass produce when little room is available for the adorning of my creative piece or the lack of interest in the piece that took a long time to create.
So, my dilemma is real and I need to get on it before the holidays have passed me by.
I keep having these nightmares, truly, about not having bought all of the gifts for the people in my family, and finding that the day we head up to my parents, is the day that we are doing the presents. Yikes!!! Luckily it is only a dream...whew!
So, to make or not to make that is my dilemma.
I actually like shopping for gifts for people, as I think I am a pretty good gift giver of what others taste are like. But I know there have been some years that it was just grab and go because I hadn't a clue or the gift ideas were out of my giving range.
I'd rather just get together for several meals with friends and families and have a few days of celebration and just being together without all of the gift giving involved.
It sure would make life easier and I think much more enjoyable in the long run.
I have no clue what I'm doing this year...Ho Hum...
Fear of Death....
Last night, I had awoken to use the bathroom and then returned to my warm and cozy bed, next to my hubby.
But as I lay there I thought I kept hearing noises of some sort. I wasn't sure.
You see, I am deaf in one ear and have only a certain percentage hearing in the 'good' ear. So I am not on equal footing when it comes to hearing things creeping in the night.
I tend to sleep on my 'good' ear most of the time, I guess mainly because that side is the most comfortable to sleep on.
But there are times I will intentionally sleep on my bad ear so that I can hear what's going on or what I think is something not good.
What I have determined, last night, is that I am not afraid of death or of dying per se. But because my hearing is not on equal standing, I think I tend to 'hear' things that are not there. I know this to be true because there have been times I've asked my hubby if the phone is ringing or what was that noise in the distance or what was that noise period. Most of the time it was nothing. So of course that is quite annoying but unfortunately the way things are in my hearing world.
I finally determined that my fear in terms of death is really about dying a horrible and savagely beatened death. Usually being an intruder who enters our home while we are asleep. But to die in a car accident or in a plane doesn't disturb me like a death by the hands of an intruder, a killer.
I don't know why this is exactly except to say that if I had better hearing. I guess I would hope to be able to detect the intruder before they had a chance to get to us.
So, unfortunately, there are some nights that it takes me some time to get back to sleep, especially once I think I've heard something.
I prayed and closed my eyes to take us whenever and however. We will have lived our lives as best as we could with the time we've had. What more could we ask for. I also prayed that in death, if by the hands of a killer, that we would be taken together.
But as I lay there I thought I kept hearing noises of some sort. I wasn't sure.
You see, I am deaf in one ear and have only a certain percentage hearing in the 'good' ear. So I am not on equal footing when it comes to hearing things creeping in the night.
I tend to sleep on my 'good' ear most of the time, I guess mainly because that side is the most comfortable to sleep on.
But there are times I will intentionally sleep on my bad ear so that I can hear what's going on or what I think is something not good.
What I have determined, last night, is that I am not afraid of death or of dying per se. But because my hearing is not on equal standing, I think I tend to 'hear' things that are not there. I know this to be true because there have been times I've asked my hubby if the phone is ringing or what was that noise in the distance or what was that noise period. Most of the time it was nothing. So of course that is quite annoying but unfortunately the way things are in my hearing world.
I finally determined that my fear in terms of death is really about dying a horrible and savagely beatened death. Usually being an intruder who enters our home while we are asleep. But to die in a car accident or in a plane doesn't disturb me like a death by the hands of an intruder, a killer.
I don't know why this is exactly except to say that if I had better hearing. I guess I would hope to be able to detect the intruder before they had a chance to get to us.
So, unfortunately, there are some nights that it takes me some time to get back to sleep, especially once I think I've heard something.
I prayed and closed my eyes to take us whenever and however. We will have lived our lives as best as we could with the time we've had. What more could we ask for. I also prayed that in death, if by the hands of a killer, that we would be taken together.
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