old

Some things around here are getting old.  Like the fact that I have been sick for almost two weeks, had massive pressure in my head, feel like I can't hear, sore throat, cough and WAY too much congestion: so any sleep is a miracle. I am beginning to feel a little better (I think) but even at that I only managed to sleep for four hours last night. Four. This is getting old.

And, for better or worse, I also see signs that I am getting old as well. After lying down for days on end, I stood up one afternoon and realized that somehow I had pulled a muscle in my calf ...without even doing anything.  Soooo, I have been trying to hobble around like an elderly person so that it can heal, but since I just barely turned "old" I have a hard time remembering this.  I step down off of chairs after trying to get something out of a very high cupboard, or I try to explain to Maddie something about soccer (as though I even know anything) and try to take a running step without thinking.  My muscle feels like it rips and tears some more.

ARG!!! I think to myself.  I haven't gotten to exercise in TWO WEEKS!!! When will I get to exercise again?!

Confessional:
* As a side-note, I am sick of these two old things (being sick and having a hurt leg) but I must acknowledge that they are entirely my own fault.  I needed to learn a lesson. You see, I am so selfish and unsympathetic whenever Shawn is sick, and last week when he hurt his leg, I immediately thought, "Oh great.  Now even though he is home, I will still be on my own, doing everything myself!" So you see, those are my true colors, and I needed to get good and sick, and then my leg got hurt so that I would really get the picture of how horrible I was about Shawn's hurt leg last week. Sooo, I have literally taken notes -from my sweet husband- on how to be more sympathetic to sick people. My list includes novel ideas like: Ask how they are feeling several times a day.  Don't ask or expect them to do ANYTHING.  Ask if there is anything that would make them feel better. I vow to humbly refer to this list the very next time he is under the weather.

While I have been sick I have lost five pounds.  I was anticipating all of the things that I could eat (and over-eat) on as soon as food sounded good again.  I was going to have a really great time gaining that weight back!  While I was at Maddie's soccer game last night, my appetite suddenly and over-whelmingly returned.  I was starving!!  I didn't know if I could wait for the game to finish!  It ended after 7:00 and since I had taken kids to piano lessons right after school and went straight from there to the soccer game, there was no food ready at home. And I knew I wouldn't be able to wait to prepare something.

As a side note, I have been patting myself on the back because I haven't bought any of these for 8 months:

But that is exactly what I did last night.  Then I crammed as much of it into my body as it could handle.  Then I ate another piece.

And this is more evidence that I am getting old:  I gained all of my weight back in one night.  I guess I won't get to enjoy complete gluttony for as long as I thought:(

My last evidence that I am getting old is that I am entertaining the thought of sporting this hairstyle:

(If I thought that I could look as sweet and cute as this lady, I'd do it in a heartbeat)

But really - If your hair fell out and then grew in like this all over your head after every baby, what would you do?

Some people might be able to get away with a cute pixie hair-cut - like you, Heidi.  But from the the looks of above picture, I'm pretty sure that a pixie would give my face the length of a horse's.

This is like a whole other set of bangs!!

I think I have found the best option for my hair to grow in evenly.