Decided to cut the crap and head over to the clinic for this pain in my shoulder. The spasm part is the worst, it’s like having one of those annoying eye twitches, all down your left side. Ugh.
(The Dr. came in while I was typing that paragraph.) He did a couple reflex tests, you know – those icky kinds where they hit your knee with that little rubber hammer thing that makes your leg jump…yeah. He thumped my left wrist and I jumped about 2″ off the table. He informed me then that I am officially suffering from a radiculopathy. (Sounds like ridicule opathy) The nerve from my neck is inflamed and that affects my entire upper left side from my neck to my wrist. “Armed” with that bit of information, he handed me a prescription for steroids for the inflammation and a muscle relaxer so I could sleep. Good enough, least I know it’s not my heart or anything too serious.
Ran around like a crazy person trying to finish everything that was on my list before heading home to cook dinner. Managed to hit most of my stores and grabbed some great sale prices! I picked up some hamburger meat from the really over priced, but better tasting, healthier meat market, some buns & tater tots from Wal-Mart and managed to get myself to the drug store to fill my prescriptions…all before anyone arrived home!
Once home, the girls and I had a lovely conversation about teen pregnancy, birth control and abortion. I had 2 glasses of wine and ate a couple muscle relaxers. No advent was attempted, I was simply happy to lie down.
The discovery on December 2nd, was that my family is “on the fence” concerning hot chocolate. Is it that Nestle’s has simply become the norm? The advent read as follows:
I used The Pioneer Woman’s Hot Chocolate recipe and whipped us up some delicious homemade hot chocolate, that I served in the mugs I picked up today at Kohl’s. I even splurged and bought marshmallows of every kind, peppermint patties, mini candy canes, whipped cream AND served it all up like you’d see on a blog!! The youngest sucked hers down like the sugar champ she is, piled high with whipped cream. The oldest threw in some marshmallows and called it good. She drank about 1/3 of it and declared “it’s good, it’s just…sweet and too much”. The better half took a couple sips, also declared its deliciousness but declined the rest of the cup.
I, on the other hand, drank it down, savoring every warm chocolatey sip and then immediately regretted every wayward calorie. Aside from that, my opinion? Deliciousness only made better with whipped cream and marshmallows!! Thanks Pioneer Woman!!
The girl’s were also asked to call someone they love…one called me, but they both called their dad. All in all, I think it was successful, they both seemed happy.
So yesterday was December 1st. I’m usually already working on the last minute stuff by now but this year I’ve been slower than usual to start. My shoulder has been bothering me, spasms and just that dull ache I can’t seem to shake, and I’m just really feeling lazy I guess. There are just things I’d rather be doing besides the Christmas “routine” I wind up doing every year. Now don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with my “routine” other than its super time consuming! I have about 15 large cardboard boxes packed full of ornaments that I hand wrap, two large trees, one slim tree and a couple miscellaneous trees that I decorate with said ornaments. I also have a mantle full of Santa’s that are wrapped with care every year. I love unwrapping all the Christmas decorations, the memories that some of them hold are wonderful, others not so much, but they all are my memories, good bad or indifferent, still all mine. So when I unwrap an ornament, it’s like unwrapping a piece of my mind. Peeling open that tissue and peering inside, wishing and hoping to be reminded of a happy time. I love Christmastime and this year has been no exception.
Back to where this story was heading. Ever since the girls were little itty bitty things we’ve always done an advent calendar – a count down to the big C! Most years I’ve purchased some of those crappy little trinkets from Oriental Trading, or bought a bag of candy but this year, I wanted to do things a little differently. I decided that along with whatever gift, idea or thing they receive, they must also give.
Yesterday’s note said “Wage a War and do something nice for one another.” I purchased a container of snowballs for them and told them to have at it…in the basement. The screeching and laughter told me I’d made a good choice!! Next thing I knew they were juggling with them! They both did something nice for the other (one put the other ones dishes in the dishwasher and the other one gave the other a ‘sip’ of her water, lol – glad they weren’t in a desert – she may not have made it. And baby steps, things like this don’t happen over night, being a giver is something you have to practice.) I am going to do my best to post each day until Christmas at least. These are gonna be memories worth unwrapping!