I decided to throw my crutches to the curb 2 weeks ago! I couldn’t possibly do my job at work as quick and efficiently as needed and they were really slowing me down. So I figured what better way to get my leg working right. Let’s just park them and be done with it. I decided I was better.
Since that day I have continued to work my muscles (probably not properly but the best that I can) every day and whether I work out of the house or at home, I can barely move come about 3pm. I can feel that the knee is getting stronger though and I can see I have made huge strides towardsreally walking since the beginning. I say really walking because I have been hobbling around almost having to drag my leg… its quite a site. The last 3 days have been better. Still sore from being at work but better.
I even managed to do update my baking menu a tad bit, update my baking page and actually sell more of it. I’m just so relieved that I can see a possibility of walking normal again without all the pain in my future. Still waiting to get into physio, I called and left another message today and still haven’t heard from them. Hopefully I’ll hear how much longer soon.
Hope everyone is doing well and staying safe and healthy.
2020 is finally over. For some this is a new beginning. For some, this is just another year. For myself, this is January 1, 2021. This means it’s time for another year word of the year (which I don’t have yet for no reason honestly), and it also means another 6 months of trying to remember what year we’re in.
This year has flown by despite it’s challenges and oddities. I wish I could have taken more advantage of the time with the kids doing more educational things but in the end, we’ve all had fun and that’s what counts. The year started off crazy busy with Christmas ending and then the kids birthdays in January and February, my extra hours at work, getting ready for dance competitions in March. Everything came to a screeching halt while we were in Red Deer mid-March. On our way home the Alberta schools were being closed, restaurants echoed with abandonment and the streets of Edmonton were like driving through a ghost town. After arriving home we got word that Saskatchewan was following suit and our schools were closing as well. Emotions were running high for everyone everywhere you looked. Fear, anger, sadness, depression, etc.
Personally, I had a lot of stress and I think I managed well for the most part. There were times when I my depressions was getting the best of me, and it was all I could do just to get out of bed in the (very late) morning. My house has suffered greatly due to the ups and downs of all my emotions but this year it will get back on track.
Kids and parents all around the world were thrown into a world of distance learning. The added stress of this was too much for so many. When families decide to homeschool, they usually don’t have all the added pressures of full time jobs and no child care. Then you have the other side of the spectrum where suddenly all income is gone and no one knows where the next meal will come from (or their next roll of toilet paper :D). My job was secure throughout the unknown. My kids were safe and healthy. My daughter was homeschooling but that changed in December as well. It was a big, hard decision for all of us.
“The new year stands before us, like a chapter in a book, waiting to be written.”
December in my house was literally a blur of craziness! All my Christmas prep had been put on hold due to me not being able to get around. So when the second week of December rolled around and my husband was going in for a quick surgery which meant he couldn’t use his left hand for a few weeks (he’s also left handed), I worried we wouldn’t have our tree up before Christmas! This was the first year that the kids had complete control of the decorating. I had no choice but to sit and watch. I enjoyed watching them take it in their own hands and get the job done. They did a beautiful job of course! This is something I’ve been practicing for a few years now, letting go of the control. The perfectionism. This year was a great test to see how far I’ve come and what I still need to work on. I’m pretty darn proud of the progress I’ve made, not to toot my own horn, but…
I’ve been getting around a little easier but I still need to use crutches at work because of the crazy amount of walking that my job requires. Without the crutches I was doing between 10,000 and 13,000 a day at work, With the crutches, I’m down to 4500 at most. Those days I’m pretty sore by the end of my shift and can barely manage to get into my house by the time I get home. This means I haven’t been able to pick up my regular full time hours that I usually have for the winter due to my husband not working. The baking has slowed down as well but I did manage to get a bit done during December which I’m looking forward to sharing a little. I tried a couple of new things, one that I won’t be doing again I don’t think lol. They don’t all turn out the way we hope haha!
I’m a planner so, of course, Christmas Eve was planned out by the hour which I should know by now never works out. The morning was to be spent getting the last minute trays done to be delivered Christmas Day. My husband was in the city to get his stitches out and to deliver presents and trays to family there. We were to have a “zoom” Christmas with his side of the family at 3 pm. A light supper at 5:30 and then off to look at Christmas lights by 6:30 and an “accidental” meeting with Santa himself on one of the streets of Turtleford between 7 and 7:30.
This turned into a crazy day of the children fighting, me throwing cookies at them to keep them quiet because my head was killing me, no meeting at 3 because no one showed up for it, not even my husband. A late supper of…I can’t even remember, and running out the door at almost 7. The lights were beautiful and the kids enjoyed it as much as I did and suddenly there’s an unexpected text about why we aren’t doing a zoom. Now I’m really in a pickle. Do I stick to the schedule and let the kids see Santa or head back to the house so we can do our zoom meeting with those who are now 4 hours late due to a last minute run to Saskatoon? I’ve always struggled with boundaries… I ignore the text and keep enjoying the evening with the family. We find Santa being pulled around the town by the new fire truck. He and and his elf were “driving” a sleigh decked out with bells and lights and wishing everyone a very merry Christmas. You guys, I’m not even going to lie here…the whole thing actually brought tears to my eyes because here we were at the end of a crazy year in the middle of a world wide pandemic and I was still able to make my kids cheer for the man in red and shout Merry Christmas to random strangers we drove past on the streets of this small little town in Northern Saskatchewan. I didn’t need my Mom or my Grandma or a house full of people that mostly cause me anxiety and leave me hating myself at the end of it all. And then my phone went off again…
Back at the house we quickly got all the things set up for the second time and now we were 40 minutes late for the zoom that was actually more than 4.5 hours late. In the end, the zoom lasted 15 minutes so that they could go have Christmas supper. I’m rolling my eyes right now, just so y’all know.
Christmas Day we woke up and opened more gifts and then we headed out the door to deliver gifts and trays to my sister and her family and also to my dad. My sister lives an hour away and when we got there, her farm gate was locked up tight. Turns out she was home with a house full. We gave the goods to my nephew and kept on going. Our kids haven’t seen each other since January of 2020 and I was hoping that we could at least laugh a little with them up on their deck and us down at the car. More eye rolling here. Off to my Dad’s. Once we got home the big ham was done and we got the rest of the yummy Christmas supper on the table! It was delicious and there was so much to be grateful for! We were truly blessed again this past year in so many ways. I always feel blessed when I can get a few things for the kids. It’s usually one toy each and then what is Christmas without a gift of socks and underwear?
I’ve thrown in a couple of photos here of things we’ve been doing after Christmas.
I truly hope you all had a beautiful and happy Christmas and I wish everyone a better and less pandemic-like New Year!!!
I stumbled across this delicious looking recipe at smartschoolhouse.com for Turkey Cranberry Poppers. I love this idea 😀 I believe it’s a genius way to use up the leftovers from Thanksgiving or Christmas.
In the past we have just warmed our leftovers and didn’t really do anything special to them. I’ve also made turkey pot pie and a simple turkey casserole with stuffing on the top.
What’s your favorite Christmas/Thanksgiving leftover?
These are terrible photos due to the poor lighting of the foggy early morning but there are owls in these photos lol.
I thought I would go ahead and bore you with a few things about these birds who are, in my opinion, quite amazing.
There are more than 200 breeds of owls, ranging in size from the elf owl, which stand only five inches tall, to the female Eurasian eagle owl, standing 28 inches tall. They are one of the few breeds of animals in which the female is larger than the male.
Owls are known for the ability to turn their heads around and look behind them, but do you know why? Owls have very large eyes in comparison to their bodies but they can’t actually move these telescope-like eyes at all, so they are provided with necks that can swivel an amazing 270 degrees. Owls’ acute vision along with their excellent hearing make them ideal night predators. And although owls are traditionally seen as the wisest of birds, studies show that they have less intelligence than many other birds their size.
Different cultures have different opinions on the owl and what it means to see one. The Native American peoples attach a number of meanings to the appearance of an owl, but owls are generally seen as messengers from the spirit world to humans. Among the Hopi people, owls represent a warning about sorcery. For the Ojibwe people, owls always warn of evil and death.
So friends, “owl” catch you later as the kids will be returning from school shortly and I have bread in the oven! 😉