I'm grateful for Distractions--and [surprise!] my response to them.

I'm utterly grateful to be helping Shellie move out of the house this weekend.

I'm grateful for working where I do and doing what I do--even when this past week was ungodly tough.

I'm grateful for chocolate.  And salads--lovely fresh green salads with all sorts of stuff mixed in.  ( Read more... )

While at Summits Investiture, discovered that a Thrown Weapons range was set up.  So I investigated, and started throwing like a dream.  Didn't have my knife with me (left it at camp, silly me), but was pitching axes and spears accurately.  Naturally, when I asked next door (at the archery range, since there was no one with me at the time), there ( Read more... )

Seems that the increase in weights on the arm machine at the gym paid off.  I'm increasingly more accurate with a spear--to the point that I don't need a posted target--I was using an upright 2x4.  So I'm grateful for hard work paying off.

I'm also grateful that someone made an observation at Thrown Weapons practice today, and while I didn't have my ( Read more... )

I've missed a couple of weeks, so I suppose I need to make up for it (somehow).

What I am grateful for?

Distractions.

Continued good health.  My leg is (finally) better, and I'm (finally) able to get out to the gym.

I'm able to walk without pain, and yesterday, discovered part of a 100+ mile trail in my proverbial backyard.  Called the Olympic ( Read more... )

Not because I have anything on my mind, these lyrics are courtesy of Andrew Lloyd Webber and his Phantom of the Opera ( Read more... )

Really.

I don't feel very good right now--and my leg's been at a steady dull ache for days (except for when it flares), and the edema/bruising is ongoing.

I suspect that staying home another day would be the proverbial good idea, but I don't want to.  I've been on antibiotics for four days now, and am not feeling the love.

I can tell I'll have ( Read more... )

What an interesting week and weekend I've had--parts of it are stunning, parts are flabbergasting, parts are "beyond words."

I'm grateful to Uncle Bobby.  His legacy.  His brilliance.

I'm grateful that he had the kind of family that can make difficult decisions, and let him go peacefully and gracefully.

I'm grateful for how the extended family (Aunt ( Read more... )

This week I am grateful.

It is said that greatness is found with those around us, and that their greatness is indicative when they are no longer present.  My uncle is a great, great man.

My mother is what might be termed (medically speaking) a poor historian.  However, her phone call to me yesterday was something along the lines of,

*  Uncle Bobby had ( Read more... )

Gratitude journals are a fairly new concept for me.  I've heard of them, but not really had much cause to follow up or research them ( Read more... )

Went to Holly & Ivy yesterday.

I was disappointed that, despite repeated emails to the autocrat, I didn't get on the list to teach.  Nor did they have an Arts & Sciences display that I could have participated in.  All my prep came to naught.  (le sigh)

On the other hand, the Kingdom display of Charters through the Years went well.  I was very pleased ( Read more... )