Stupid Ankle!

So I'm getting really frustrated here. I injured myself on the 21st of December, today is the 10th of January which makes it's three weeks tomorrow.
When I went to the doctor, he told me it would take 3-6 weeks for my ankle to heal, and I would need to rest it. For some reason when Andrew had to go back to work after two weeks, I decided that it was time to go back to my regular routine and I took Ben to playgroup last Monday. I should have known that walking to the place in and of itself was going to be too much for me. I think I may have set myself back a bit because even though it will be three weeks tomorrow I don't feel anywhere near back up to 100%.
Now as my brother Richard reminded me the doctor said 3 to 6 weeks. Not three weeks. The doctor also told me to rest (which I have not really been doing). So why is it I feel that this is taking far too long? That I should really be better by now? Also why do I have such a problem admitting/ accepting that I am injured? If I had really taken it very easy, would I be better by now?
I don't actually expect anyone to answer these questions for me, I'm just feeling extremely frustrated with my ankle and need to vent a little of this frustration, so that I will feel a bit better.
Now I'm finished venting.
Huh, that's funny, I don't feel any better :(

The spirit of Christmas; Autopsy

It's a really good thing I was ready so early.
I'm really glad I had my presents wrapped in reusable packing a week before Christmas Eve, and that I was so hyper organized that I left myself the Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday before Christmas with mostly just social visits and nothing too important to accomplish.
I'm also really glad I've got such a good friend that I can just call her and say "Hey whatcha doin? Wanna take me to get xrays?"
The true spirit of Christmas? They say it's not the receiving, it's the giving. Well, I certainly did a lot more receiving this holiday season. But not presents. No, I got help and comfort. You've no idea how nice a cup of tea is until you need someone to bring it to you because you are just not capable of carrying it yourself.
So, I've discovered the true spirit of Christmas, It's when you fall on your ankle days before huge family celebrations and the people who love you take the time out of their busy lives to help you, comfort you, and accommodate your lack of mobility and cranky mood.
So far I've managed to ruin Thanksgiving and Christmas but nobody seems to have noticed.
Thanks guys!

There are always alternatives........

I'm considering changing the title of my blog to "Rainbow sugarfoot"
Not seriously, but it's a good alternate title.

All y'all know who *I* voted for....

I couldn't have said it better myself.
Thanks Liam for pointing me to this article that says so clearly what's happening and why.
I can hardly contain my happiness.
I must say thought that the public response really pisses me off. After such a weak election turn out, why are so many people making such bad noise?
You all had your chance to vote.
(That's why voting is so important!)
ARGH!

The spirit of Christmas, revisited.

Okay, it seems I came off a little *harsh* in my last post. Ops! Didn't realize there was actually somebody reading this thing ;)
I think it's wonderful that people spend their hard earned money on gifts for other people. I think it's tragic that some people max out their credit cards every year because they feel compelled to express their love with gifts they can't afford.
If someone happens to buy me a gift this year, I will say "Thank you very much! Merry Christmas!" and I will not turn my nose up because it's not "home made" I will feel very grateful that I have received a gift at all.
It may even be possible (maybe just a little) that I'm over compensating for the fact that this year I can't afford to buy as many gifts as I'd like to, or spend as much on gifts as I would like to. In previous years making gifts was more of a statement than a necessity.
I absolutely hate the fact that somewhere inside I feel really guilty that I can't buy stuff this Christmas.
Are these my own personal issues, or is this a larger problem everyone is suffering from this year?

The Christmas Spirt

No, it's not too early to be thinking about Christmas.
Yes it drives me crazy that the decorations go up in the mall the day after Halloween. (So many years working retail management has given me a healthy loathing for malls in November and December, and I try to stay far, far away from them.) And yes I hate the fact that the focus of Christmas is shopping, shopping and more shopping. Also I hate the fact that so many adverts push warm fuzzies on us for months, building all our expectations of Christmas bliss so we go off to celebrate with our (somewhat) dysfunctional families thinking (at least a little) "Hmmm, it's not like in the commercials." Do I sound a little bitter? Well, working open to close on christmas Eve and then being there on boxing day (the launch of boxing week....) at 6am tends to put a damper on celebrations now matter how festive I try to be.
Now, I state again; It's not too early to be thinking about Christmas. In fact if you're just starting now, you're behind schedule. I started planning in the summer. While I'm not going to achive my goal of a 100% homemade Chrsitmas, I'm getting closer every year. In the late summer I was picking fruit, then packing and freezing, and gathering then testing recipies for homemade jam. It's not as easy as you would think and it's extremly time consuming. Also unlike the shiny crap you buy it the store, if you don't follow regrious safety precautions you gifts could make people very sick. (And please don't tell me that your great grandmother made jam for generations before moderin sterilization techniques without fist considering the average life expentancey in your great grandmother's time and all the "natural" causes that killed people.) Making jam is much harder than I thought. I'm just hoping it will be worth it.
Making all your gifts is great, but it's one heck of a challenge. I mean how many years can you really get away with giving everyone a scarf and hat you knitted yourself? Well, I'm running on the fourth and it's time for a change. I've had some bright ideas, and thinking about possibilties throughout the years makes it easier. Also working on it in little bits when you have time, not trying to squeeze it all into two months makes it more fun. I'd like to try my hand at making jewlery one year but that's really my sister-in-law's gig and I don't want to move in on her teritory (I also suspect that she's better at it than I am.) I found some amazing books on toy making at the library, but it's too late to do many this year, if I have time I will attempt a couple, and possibly launch a full scale attack next year. I occationally give art, but that the exception not the rule.
Of course there will be my usual flurry of Christmas baking, (this year many cookies will feature homemade jam.) and I'm helping my son work on something special for his gifs. So far the results are good. It all takes a lot of time but, it's time well spent. Also, a completely different experience than heading off to a crowded mall ram packed with stressed out shoppers and running up your credit cards. I'm not saying that homemade gifts don't cost money (oh goodness they do!) but when you're buying the fruit in the summer, the jars in the fall, the fabric for wrapping when ever you happen to come across some at a good price, it stings a hell of a lot less. This year I am going to demand people return jars and tins to me so that I can store them and use them next year. (And by demand I mean "Please don't throw that away when it's empty, if you don't have a use for it please give it back so that I can use it again next year.")
Christmas is also much better when you don't try and fit it all into one day. I plan numerous Christmas visits/ parties/ dinners/ coffeies. Little celebrations with less people and lots of joy. That and I make an active concious effort to be nicer, kinder, and more help to just about everyone. (It's much easier to do that when you don't have to brave the malls.)
After a few years of testing it out I've found the true Christmas spirit and it is this; The less I buy gifts, the more I enjoy Christmas. The more time I take to make special personal gifts for people the more I enjoy giving them. (The secrect ingrediant is L-O-V-E. and if you say it's bad for the econmy I am very likely to give you two tight slaps.) I heard it all my life and I've said it before without really know what it means; the best give you can give is your time. Anyone can go to a mall with some cash (or credit) and buy you something, but who's going to be thinking of you in the summer while picking the fruit to use in the jam they make you for Christmas? That's not just love that's devotion. Personally I think Jesus would apporve, and after all it is his party.

The spirit of Halloween

As a child I adored Halloween. There's something really great about the combination of dressing up and bags of free candy. I extended my trick or treating days well into my teens, (which I could easily get away with being so short ;) and still enjoy dressing up to take my little son around to do his trick or treating. It's hard not to notice that participation in this "holiday" is waning. When I was a child it was an exception that a house would NOT be handing out candy. Now the houses that giving out candy are few and far between. I find this so sad for a number of reasons. Every year there seem to be new candy scares and voices are raised in opposition to "devil worship". People complain of teenagers who are "too old" trick or treating at their house.
This is something I find more than a little hard to comprehend. Halloween is the only "holiday" that encourages us to go out into the community and celebrate with strangers. For one night only we expect strangers to knock on our doors asking for gifts of sweets. The streets are filled with the laughter of children and the happy conversation of parents discussing the cuteness of costumes and the best decorations. It's a fun joyful experience that children give up far to easily and far to early in my opinion. I have no problem what so ever with older teenagers coming to my door (although I do prefer it if they are in costume.) I find the majority of them to be friendly polite and festive. True, it can be a little frightening when a "child" taller than I am arrives at my door wearing a hockey mask or soaked with "blood" but do I think they would try to knock me down and rob my house? Not for one second. Am I too trusting and naive? Or am I just filled with the Halloween spirit? I would hate to see this annual tradition peter out due to lack of interest or fear.