Friday, September 30, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
I grew as much as I could handle this year. We enjoyed several meals of green beans and froze some. We had a couple of meals of broccoli but probably could have planted fewer plants and still had the same number of meals - they were planted a little too close together. I had twice as many tomato plants as I needed as a result of a kind gift from my sister-in-law who had more than she needed. I think the crowding there also reduced the production of the original plants I put in. I enjoyed the beets tremendously but they were strictly for me. I wanted to put zucchini in but it's wandering habit would have choked everything else out and I would have had nothing but squash to show for my labor (as minimal as it was). Then along came Renee's Garden seeds with a container variety of zucchini. It appears they pretty much stay in the pot and stay small (just the way I like to cook with them!) I got so excited, I've already ordered seeds for next year!
Thursday, September 22, 2011
I am not ms. I have been ms but I am not now, nor have I been ms in a long time. When I was first diagnosed I instantly morphed from being a woman, wife and mother to woman, wife and mother with MS. I didn't like it. I felt ashamed of having a disease as if it was something dirty, something that marked me as less than a whole person. I dreaded telling people, especially people in my church. I felt cursed and abandoned by God. I felt that I had slipped lower on His list for some reason, as if God keeps a good and bad list like Santa Claus.
I felt very sorry for me. I was dizzy every time I stood up. Pains in my face came in waves that made my eyes tear. My eyes crossed on their own any time they felt like it. My arms were too weak to hold a hairdryer to fix my hair in the morning. I was so exhausted I felt like I wore a lead suit all day. Then I went to bed, woke up the next morning and felt just as bad. Well-meaning folks sent me literature from the MS society that included information about wheelchairs, braces and techniques for sexual relations when normal relations were not possible. I had a 9 year old and a 2 year old baby and didn't know if I was going to be able to take care of them. I had visions of wearing diapers myself. There were no medications available - not much hope the neurologist could offer. I was 33 years old looking down a long, hopeless road of illness. It sucked to be me in 1986.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
What fun would harvest time be without a little beet-blood letting?
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Our second baby grandson is due in November and I actually finished the sweater before the baby arrived! It's an Erika Knight design and I made it in Rowan Milk Cotton in the color "Water Bomb". Most of it's knit on #1 size needles so I think it has as many stitches as most adult hand knits. I found the cute teddy bear buttons at Jo-Ann Fabric. I'm still a beginner so I'm pretty pleased with the way it turned out.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Our hummingbird made his appearance today. It was rainy most of the day. We were having a glass of wine (husband prefers a light beer) and watching the rain, wearing sweaters and talking about how quickly the weather had changed from heat and humidity to a chilling, rainy afternoon. The hummer appeared at the feeder and we both froze, glasses in hand. He drank his fill from the plastic feeder of sugar water and lit on top of the shepherd's crook. After a while he flew down and took another sip. Then back to the crook to sit and watch us for a while. He sat for a very long time, looking around, craning his neck, sizing the place up. It's too close to migration season to be just hanging around, checking out the scenery. I bet if we keep a close eye on the feeder, he'll be back with wife and kids in tow. There are plenty of red and pink flowers left for him to enjoy - the impatience are healthy, the mandevilla a tempting red delight. We're going to take a ride tomorrow to get a bushel of some of the best peaches in Connecticut. I'm making a note to myself to make more sugar syrup for the feeder so it will cool off in time.