>Amigo gets athletic, takes show on the road

>”Mom, you should write a post about me and wrestling and going to Ohio.”

Wow. The teenager wants me to post about him? Cool! And his new involvement in athletic competition is cool, too.
He called us Saturday night as they got on the bus to come home from a wrestling meet in Ohio. The state schools for the blind compete against each other, which means travel. Road Trip! Amigo enjoys road trips, so this is just another piece of the whole positive experience. He can tell me the route they took to get from Wisconsin to the other schools, the choices of highways if there are more options than one. He packs his armband radio and explores the states by finding local radio stations and getting local flavor.
Back to Saturday night. He talked about the meet, how he’d done, and the ribbon he had that he could bring home. Of course we talked about the upcoming Super Bowl – did you have any doubts, readers? He’s as wild and crazy a Packers fan as I am. As his bus rumbled down the Ohio turnpike, Amigo shared updates of the meet and I shared updates from home, including Super Bowl plans.
Sunday night he called again. There was one more adventure on the road; the bus broke down near Champaign, Illinois. The repair was major, a new bus had to come get them, and they arrived back at their dorms in Wisconsin at (are you ready for this?) 5:30 A.M. Sunday. Ouch. He slept until noon, and was still tired when we talked to him Sunday night.
Wrestling is his third sport this year. Amigo started the year in track and field, then participated in Goal Ball, and followed those with wrestling. We were amazed at first; he’s a sports fan, but other than the Challenger League summer baseball, he’d never competed in team sports.
He’s had a great experience in many, many ways. Enjoying practice with his peers, making progress in his own abilities, surprising himself in competition, win or lose.
And then there were the road trips. He and I might have to do more road tripping next summer; he has so many stories to tell, and being on the road is a great way to bond and share tales.
As long as he doesn’t expect me to wrestle with him, all will be well.

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>La Petite’s Dream

>As long as dreams seem to be the item of the week, here’s one that La Petite dreamed last week. We know the inspirations for the dream; Chuck woke her early in the morning with a message on the answering machine telling us that the AT&T crew was on the way. As for the, ahem, members of the crew, we saw this “band” of technicians on Oprah after Christmas.

We’ve traced the sources already; no need to interpret. Just enjoy.

The dream:

The service crew, the techs from AT&T UVerse, had arrived at our home to finally replace the lines that stretch across the backyard. These lines have been nibble by squirrels, hit by lightning, and tangled around growing trees. We’ve been waiting a long time and we were so thrilled they turned up!

The techs replacing the line were (are you ready for this?) the Backstreet Boys.

The talented boy band members demonstrated their other skill by replacing the line successfully. When they were done, they climbed into their service van and drove away, singing.

Now here’s the question: what were they singing? My contribution is “Wichita Lineman.” You might remember the first line: “I am a lineman for the county.” Come on, readers, let’s hear it.

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>Fiber Choice

>Long ago, Chuck’s doctor tried unsuccessfully to convince him that a fiber regimen would help ease his, er, um, stomach discomfort. I tried, too, as shown in a post one Saturday morning. The dialogue went something like this.

“Here, dear, I found a jar of Metamucil for you.”
“I’m not ready.”
“Not ready?”
“I like my Saturn. I don’t want to drive a Buick yet.”
“I took it years ago when I was pregnant with Amigo.”
“And look what you drive now!”

My minivan — he’d dissed my minivan! The minivan that took us on more than a few vacations, moved La Petite to and from college, brings big batches of yard waste to the brush dump every summer, took my carpool to graduate classes for two years, and more!

Well, now that we’re both 50, fiber isn’t such a taboo topic. Whether Chuck knows it or not, I sneak wheat germ or flaxseed into a lot of the food I serve. Both of us eat vegetables regularly, but I’m the only one that nibbles on fruit. MomCentral offered a chance to try Fiber Choice, I decided to participate, whether Chuck does or not.
Here are a few basic facts about Fiber Choice products.
  • Fiber Choice supplements are prebiotics, which nourish the probiotics, or “good bacteria” that live naturally in the digestive system.
  • Probiotics help maintain the balance between the good bacteria and the bad, keeping the body systems functioning well.
  • Fiber Choice comes in packages of 10, 90, and 220 with prices ranging from $2.49 to $19.99.
  • Available flavors include orange, pomegranate, assorted berries, and a sugar free assorted fruit mix. Chuck likes pomegranate: maybe he’ll try it.
  • I like the assorted berries flavor.
  • Fiber Choice is available at local pharmacies and many times in the health aisles of the grocery stores.
  • You can follow @FiberChoice on Twitter.
Fiber Choice is an easy and even tasty way to work more fiber into a diet. And that minivan? It’s still in the garage, still my main vehicle. So there.
I wrote this review while participating in a blog tour by Mom Central Consulting on behalf of FiberChoice and received a coupon to facilitate my review and a gift code to thank me for taking the time to participate.

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>Dreams: what do they mean?

>Chuck thought my dream had a simple interpretation: I’ve been typing too much. I went to bed with a sore thumb.

He may be right. I do have arthritic symptoms in my right thumb, and my left is catching up. I have a splint for the right wrist and thumb; I wear it at night to immobilize both and ease the pain somewhat.
So here’s the dream.
I was in the emergency room – again. Same doctor, same staff, all recognized us from our back to back visits in early winter. This time, I was there because I’d dislocated my left thumb. Is that even possible? In my dream, the thumb had already been set, back in place, and the pain and swelling were gradually easing. Even so, it still hurt like the blazes. Dr. S had decided that I needed a cortisone shot in the joint. Disclaimer; I have no medical background and have no idea what would really be done at this point. It was a dream, remember? I’ve had many cortisone shots in my foot, so I know that they are very painful, but also very effective. I think the discussion went something like this.
Dr. S: Have you ever had a cortisone injection before?
Me: silent nod.
Dr. S: So you know what it feels like?
Me: silent nod
Dr. S: Okay, here goes.
Me: turn head, find focal point, breathe.
Chuck thinks it’s as simple as going to bed with a sore thumb after being on the computer too much that day. He may be right. The other interpretations could be a little more complex.
  • Why was I completely unable to answer the doctor? I’m a verbal-linguistic person; words are my strength. I’m rarely intimidated by medical people. Was my silence significant?
  • The repeat visit to the ER – likely a flashback to the last one, when I opted not to be admitted to the hospital overnight and went to school to leave sub plans instead. Bad choice; I’ll never do that again. At least in my dream I followed the doctor’s instructions, no matter how painful.
  • Then again, there’s that sore thumb. I’m relearning how to handle a keyboard and mouse in less painful ways, and I’m learning to limit the time I spend on the computer and prioritize that time more effectively.
Readers, chime in. What do you think of my dream? Simple, just a result of a sore thumb joint, or a deeper, more complicated meaning?

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>Butternut Squash Soup – slow cooker version

>I used my big slow cooker, the 6 qt model, for this soup. One butternut squash yields a lot of squash!

Ingredients:
1 large butternut squash (about 4 lb), peeled, seeded, and cut into pieces
(estimated amount: 10 cups)
1 large apple, peeled, cored, cut into 1-inch pieces
1 medium white onion, diced
1 large carrot, peeled, diced
2 teaspoons curry powder
1/2 teaspoon sea salt
1/8 teaspoon white pepper
3 1/2 cups chicken broth or chicken stock
1 Tablespoon minced fresh ginger root
1/2 cup sweetened condensed milk
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
Directions:
Spray slow cooker with non-stick spray. In cooker, toss squash, apple, onion, carrot, curry powder, salt, and white pepper. Pour broth over vegetable mixture.
Cover; cook on low for 8-10 hours or on high for 4-5 hours.
Use immersion blender or remove small amounts of soup (3 cups at a time) into blender to blend until smooth. Add milk and brown sugar while blending.
Turn heat setting to high. Cover; cook for another 30 minutes.
Serve. Enjoy.
I realized that three fourths of the family likes butternut squash, especially in its soup form. Note to self: plant butternut squash this year. Let’s grow our own!

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>Spring fever – I’ll be ready.

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My garden is under a foot of snow. The topsoil is frozen, but underneath, the little microorganisms keep living and dying and decomposing, making the soil rich and fertile for spring. There are several piles of compost, frozen solid, dumped last fall but not spread, in between bouts with gout and an influenza-like virus. We barely got the rain barrels emptied and turned so they wouldn’t freeze during the winter – spreading the compost just didn’t happen. It’ll have to get spread in the spring.
Spring. I can look to spring and think positive thoughts. I’ll still be on my extended leave of absence. I won’t be juggling planting schedules around school calendars; I can work on putting in the seeds earlier than usual, and care for the seedlings by putting them on the deck by day to soak in the sun, and bringing them inside overnight to avoid freezing.
In fact, in the middle of winter – in January! Football isn’t even done yet! – I went to Fleet Farm and bought one of these. It’s called the Ultimate Greenhouse. I don’t know that I’d call it Ultimate, but it was an inexpensive set-up that will work beautifully on my deck while I’m waiting for the frost danger to end.
It does look handy, doesn’t it? Mine will be full of vegetables rather than flowers. It’s still in the box in the garage. When spring fever hits (April, most likely), I’ll put it together. I’m looking forward to that activity, and that’s what it’s all about right now.

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>Winter decor

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I was watching one of the morning news shows and they blew me away with their decorating feature. They were talking about SPRING and FLOWERS and putting away the winter decor!
Sorry, people. Martha Stewart doesn’t live here. We still have a few holiday items up. The “Dream” tree is a gift from an artist friend; it’s staying up for a while.

The snowmen are out now. We save them until after Christmas each year. Behind the S’mores snowman is one of La Petite’s vases. The results of her ceramics class are scattered around the house; they’re not seasonal. They’re year-round special.

Just in case you were wondering, yes, we have a few (ahem, cough, cough) Green Bay Packer items gracing the house along with the snowmen.
“My” Packers may be playing in Chicago, but they’ll bring their Frozen Tundra experience and cold weather attitude with them on the field.
We’re decked out in our Green and Gold, planning our “eating the opponent” menus, and getting ready for the Big Game. This one may be bigger than the Super Bowl.
Go! Pack! Go!

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>Simple Changes

>One week ago I posted a few simple pleasures. I’m still adjusting to the major changes in my career outlook and in my health, so when SocialMoms Network asked for bloggers to post about simple changes, I wondered if I could manage to view any of my changes as simple. Long term leave of absence: major change. Diagnosis of clinical depression: major change. Are there any simple changes, less complex than these?

One small change I’ve made is drinking half-caffeinated coffee. Now that I’m home all day most days, it would be very easy to over-imbibe in the delicious coffee gifts I received for my November birthday and for Christmas. Instead, I’m mixing the lovely flavors with a standard decaf. I still get the pleasure of the flavor, but I don’t get excess nervousness or hyperactivity from the caffeine.
Another change is the way I’m eating: increasing the amount of fruits and vegetables in my diet. We already eat a few servings of vegetables and/or fruits every day. I’m aiming to increase that to the recommended five a day in this category. A handful of berries on breakfast cereal or yogurt at lunch. A serving of vegetables at lunch and at supper, with a fruit snack such as an orange or apple for mid-afternoon. It’s a small change that will take my diet balance to the next level.
I’ve always been a goal-setter. This year I’m concentrating on keeping those goals reasonable and writing them down. If I set a goal that takes too much energy and too much time, I’m not likely to achieve that goal, which will be disappointing at best and at worst very upsetting. There’s enough negative in my life; I need to stress the positive and keep plans and goals accessible. Big goals are weekly or even monthly; smaller goals are daily, and may be part of a larger goal. This week I had planned to investigate mall walking, but I decided to put that one off and finish progress reports instead. The reports are due at the end of next week, but I wanted them done and out of my mind. The mall-walking exercise goal will have to wait until next week. It’s important; it’ll happen.
That’s the main point to remember with changes, small or large. If it’s important, make it happen. Setting goals, eating well, and watching the amount of caffeine in my (I admit it) addiction, all are simple changes that make a difference in my life. If all goes well, these simple changes will make an impact on my full recovery and my eventual return to teaching.
I wrote this blog post while participating in the SocialMoms and Simply Orange® blogging program. If I am one of the first 65 blogs received by SocialsMoms, I will receive a $25 Target gift card and a gift pack that includes a Simply Orange® cooler bag and logoed fleece. I believe they’ve already received 65 posts, but I thought the topic was worthwhile.

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>Depression – slow and steady wins the race

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It’s not a race, really, but the philosophy holds true. Healing and recovering from clinical depression is more like the tortoise’s pace than the hare’s.

Depression isn’t an overnight recovery. It’s not like a cold: treat it, it lasts seven days. Leave it alone, it lasts a week. Depression isn’t like influenza, either: there’s no vaccine or chicken soup treatment. Influenza may be as miserable, though, I do admit it. I’ve been there, too.

Anti-depressants can help. Rest can help. Counseling therapy can help. Together, they’re all pieces of the treatments available, but none of these will result in immediate improvement.
That means patience. Rest, eating right, taking time and looking forward to the day I’ll wake up in the morning and want to run around the block. Or not.
Christmas was tough. I had a to-do list that was much too long. Amigo loves Christmas, and he kept asking if I wanted help wrapping presents or baking cookies – two tasks we enjoy together every year. I had to put him off, telling him I had to finish my schoolwork, and then being unable to do anything else due to fatigue. Finally, on December 24th, after school was finished, Amigo and I wrapped and baked and decorated like crazy.
I still didn’t accomplish all I wanted. I had new recipes in mind: two new cookies and one for orange scones. I baked one: pecan cookies. They were good. Delicious, in fact, and I wished I’d been able to make the others. But my get-up-and-go had got-up-and-went, and no amount of anti-depressant could take the place of a nap. I had to face the fact that it was okay to let things go. As long as the presents were wrapped, the kitchen floor could stay crumby for a day.
It took a lot of energy to be joyful on Christmas Day, too. My in-laws were here, and I left La Petite and Amigo to entertain them while I wrapped up the banana bread for their gift baskets. They’re wonderful people, but I had no energy for small talk.
I’m on the road to recovery. I expect it to be a long road, some of it uphill and some of it still under construction. Eventually, I’ll be myself again. All in good time. Slowly, steadily, like the tortoise, not the hare.

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>Influenza – it’s on its way to your neighborhood

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I mentioned last week that I feel grateful I don’t have to face flu season in my class this year. There are several reasons.
1. I’m less likely to get sick. Even though I faithfully get a flu vaccine every year, some strains can slip through. Being on extended leave of absence takes me out of the main drag for spreading viruses.
2. Preparing make-up work. Some students can work at home. Some can’t; they’re too sick to concentrate, or their parents can’t (or won’t) make it to school to pick up the work.
3. Collecting and recording make-up work. This is a huge time investment.
4. Changing the pace of instruction – reteaching, slowing down, catching up everyone.
Last year my class was hit hard by H1N1. Out of twenty-one students, I had between five and ten students gone on any given day for close to three weeks.
The Center for Disease Control (CDC) focuses a lot of its resources toward flu research. Anyone can benefit from that information by looking up free resources at the CDC’s flu pages. There are
Around my house, the only thing spreading is NFL Football Playoff Fever, and I’d like to keep it that way. Go! Pack! Go!
Graphic at top from www.flu.gov. There is more information at www.cdc.gov.flu. This is not a paid post; I was asked by the CDC to help get the word out, and I agreed. I’ve seen the impact of influenza on families; if I can help minimize the number of children who get sick, I’m happy to help.

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