Wednesday, December 31, 2003
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
I've learned a few things in the last few days:
1. Broken cat pelvises can heal themselves given time and patience. And love. A stroking hand and a soft voice can convey more healing power than I had thought.
2. When cats get hurt, they tend to crawl into the darkest, smallest, most out-of-the-way places they can find. ie. backs of closets, under desks, etc., yet still meow for us to come find them. Do we run from our pain the same way? Try to hide away from it, from others, withdraw within ourselves...yet, still, all the time crying out softly for a familiar face or hand to comfort us?
3. I shouldn't stress so much over things about which I have no control.
4. I should learn to simply enjoy the moments, enjoy the smiles, enjoy the joy....
5. It's okay to just be lazy. Reading a book on my couch is an acceptable way to pass an evening. (especially if it's Atwood's latest! WOOHOO!)
6. Jeff Buckley singing Hallelujah makes me want to cry every time I hear it.
7. There's more than one way to cure a stomach ache.
6. Just relax and smile. Everything always comes out in the wash.
Yup, good lessons and thinkings for the end of the year.
posted by sordaria @ 9:33 PM
1. Broken cat pelvises can heal themselves given time and patience. And love. A stroking hand and a soft voice can convey more healing power than I had thought.
2. When cats get hurt, they tend to crawl into the darkest, smallest, most out-of-the-way places they can find. ie. backs of closets, under desks, etc., yet still meow for us to come find them. Do we run from our pain the same way? Try to hide away from it, from others, withdraw within ourselves...yet, still, all the time crying out softly for a familiar face or hand to comfort us?
3. I shouldn't stress so much over things about which I have no control.
4. I should learn to simply enjoy the moments, enjoy the smiles, enjoy the joy....
5. It's okay to just be lazy. Reading a book on my couch is an acceptable way to pass an evening. (especially if it's Atwood's latest! WOOHOO!)
6. Jeff Buckley singing Hallelujah makes me want to cry every time I hear it.
7. There's more than one way to cure a stomach ache.
6. Just relax and smile. Everything always comes out in the wash.
Yup, good lessons and thinkings for the end of the year.
posted by sordaria @ 9:33 PM
Sunday, December 28, 2003
I wish I could take that away -- whatever it is that's weighing down on your shoulders today...pulling down the corners of your mouth and dulling the sparkle in your eyes.
There are some people for whom we'd climb up to the moon and moon the earth if only it would make them smile.
But, seeing how I'm no astronaut, how about a hug?
posted by sordaria @ 4:42 PM
There are some people for whom we'd climb up to the moon and moon the earth if only it would make them smile.
But, seeing how I'm no astronaut, how about a hug?
posted by sordaria @ 4:42 PM
Okay. Mr. Vet says someone hit my cat with their car and probably broke his pelvis. He's going in for x-rays.
We are NOT amused.
HMPH!!!!!!
posted by sordaria @ 10:58 AM
We are NOT amused.
HMPH!!!!!!
posted by sordaria @ 10:58 AM
Newton's going to the vet in an hour. I'll keep you posted.
my poor poor kitty...SIGH!!
Other than that, my brain has returned to normal functioning, and so all is good with my world.
posted by sordaria @ 9:35 AM
my poor poor kitty...SIGH!!
Other than that, my brain has returned to normal functioning, and so all is good with my world.
posted by sordaria @ 9:35 AM
Saturday, December 27, 2003
Why do I find it so hard to ask for the things I want the most?
And why is that that sometimes I find myself acting in ways I abhore in others?
That's it -- I really gotta sleep more.
posted by sordaria @ 10:35 PM
And why is that that sometimes I find myself acting in ways I abhore in others?
That's it -- I really gotta sleep more.
posted by sordaria @ 10:35 PM
HMPH!!! Newton (the "my cat" variety, not the Issac variety) is hurt!! He is currently lying at the back of my closet (it seems to be a normal thing that hurt animals seek dark, out of the way places to hide) after pitifully meowing/screetching his way there only a few moments ago.
Not really sure what's wrong with him -- it's something with his back left leg, but it's not a bone problem I don't think, and if it's an infection from a bite or something, no fever has set in yet, so maybe not that either. Maybe it's a muscle thing -- could have pulled a muscle or potentially sprained something jumping down from a tree or a roof...sometimes he's too curious for his own good.
This cat is quickly making me an expert in left hind-leg injury management -- this is go number THREE!!
It sucks that vets aren't open on weekends!! MY POOR POOR NEWTON!!!
SIGH!
posted by sordaria @ 2:58 PM
Not really sure what's wrong with him -- it's something with his back left leg, but it's not a bone problem I don't think, and if it's an infection from a bite or something, no fever has set in yet, so maybe not that either. Maybe it's a muscle thing -- could have pulled a muscle or potentially sprained something jumping down from a tree or a roof...sometimes he's too curious for his own good.
This cat is quickly making me an expert in left hind-leg injury management -- this is go number THREE!!
It sucks that vets aren't open on weekends!! MY POOR POOR NEWTON!!!
SIGH!
posted by sordaria @ 2:58 PM
Friday, December 26, 2003
Few things to say:
1. MUCH BETTER MOOD NOW...sorry!
2. Who took the Caribou from Bowering Park??? PUNKS!!!
3. Margarita's Calling!!!! WOOHOO!!
4. I'm much more sure now. Verbal convincing or no. :)
posted by sordaria @ 10:46 PM
1. MUCH BETTER MOOD NOW...sorry!
2. Who took the Caribou from Bowering Park??? PUNKS!!!
3. Margarita's Calling!!!! WOOHOO!!
4. I'm much more sure now. Verbal convincing or no. :)
posted by sordaria @ 10:46 PM
It's foul mood central over here. I feel like I could death glare ever person in the world today.......
Getting surer by degrees, but still, may need some verbal convincing.
posted by sordaria @ 4:38 PM
Getting surer by degrees, but still, may need some verbal convincing.
posted by sordaria @ 4:38 PM
Thursday, December 25, 2003
oh god...stomach explosion imminent....injestion of too much turkey has occurred....it was nice knowing you all.....
why do I do this too myself? TOO MUCH FOOD!!!! URRRRGGGHHHH...nap time!!
posted by sordaria @ 8:14 PM
why do I do this too myself? TOO MUCH FOOD!!!! URRRRGGGHHHH...nap time!!
posted by sordaria @ 8:14 PM
MERRY FREAKIN' CHRISTMAS!!!!
Hope you all are having MARVELOUS days, and are about to stuff your faces with as much turkey (or vegetarian alternative) as I am!! WOOHOO!!!
Lots of love!!!
posted by sordaria @ 5:40 PM
Hope you all are having MARVELOUS days, and are about to stuff your faces with as much turkey (or vegetarian alternative) as I am!! WOOHOO!!!
Lots of love!!!
posted by sordaria @ 5:40 PM
Sunday, December 21, 2003
Today was very christmas-y. Woke up to falling snow, ate breakfast by a window looking out on a quickly-whitening world, decorated my whole house to Tony Bennett's Christmas CD and drank hot chocolate by my tree, wrapped up in warm sweaters and warmer arms.
Sigh...echoing becca's sentiment, it's great to be home. :)
posted by sordaria @ 10:46 PM
Sigh...echoing becca's sentiment, it's great to be home. :)
posted by sordaria @ 10:46 PM
Friday, December 19, 2003
Today I ate lunch with four old ladies.
After piling them into my car, helping them get their legs, arms, handbags and walking sticks in, physically buckling them in, closing all their doors and then repeating the whole process, except backwards, to get them all out, I realized that what could have been a frustrating, annoying, tedious 2 hours, actually turned out to be a whole lotta fun. We all laughed at how slow they moved, at how cumbersome my zippy rav was to navigate into at +80 years of age, how different it was to be young.
I used to be afraid of getting old -- I still am, what with the loss of your movement, your coordination, your hearing -- but not your loss of respect, as I realized today. Sure, my grandmother may have to cut up her friend's food for her as she can no longer see it well enough or hold the knife steady, I may have to shout to my great aunt for her to hear and understand even the shortest and simplest of phrases from right next to me, and walking down 2 stairs involves gripping the railing and moving as if one was one year old, just learning to walk, but still, these women had their minds about them. They made me laugh, they laughed at themselves, they enjoyed life as it was, the friends they had, their life together, their joy at being taken out and chauffered around by their granddaughter/great niece/friend's young relative.
If I can be that happy at 88, then I may not mind too much if I have to wear a hearing aid, or use a walking stick. If I can still laugh, then bring it on.
posted by sordaria @ 6:45 PM
After piling them into my car, helping them get their legs, arms, handbags and walking sticks in, physically buckling them in, closing all their doors and then repeating the whole process, except backwards, to get them all out, I realized that what could have been a frustrating, annoying, tedious 2 hours, actually turned out to be a whole lotta fun. We all laughed at how slow they moved, at how cumbersome my zippy rav was to navigate into at +80 years of age, how different it was to be young.
I used to be afraid of getting old -- I still am, what with the loss of your movement, your coordination, your hearing -- but not your loss of respect, as I realized today. Sure, my grandmother may have to cut up her friend's food for her as she can no longer see it well enough or hold the knife steady, I may have to shout to my great aunt for her to hear and understand even the shortest and simplest of phrases from right next to me, and walking down 2 stairs involves gripping the railing and moving as if one was one year old, just learning to walk, but still, these women had their minds about them. They made me laugh, they laughed at themselves, they enjoyed life as it was, the friends they had, their life together, their joy at being taken out and chauffered around by their granddaughter/great niece/friend's young relative.
If I can be that happy at 88, then I may not mind too much if I have to wear a hearing aid, or use a walking stick. If I can still laugh, then bring it on.
posted by sordaria @ 6:45 PM
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
What's that saying about sand...if you hold a handful of sand, it will sit there until you grip it tightly, at which point it will slip out between your fingers and you will lose it. The more gently you hold it, the better your chance it staying put in your palm.
But therein lies my problem. I want to grip this as tightly as I can. I want to hold it close, to squeeze every bit of happiness and joy out of it that I possibly can, but the more I do that, the faster time slips through my fingers. If I just sat still and watched it, maybe time would also pause for a while....but then, what is the use of time when it is simply wasted?
No, I would rather use this time the best way I can...even if it means it passes by quickly. At least it won't pass by unnoticed. It will be celebrated, exaulted, and held close to my heart.
posted by sordaria @ 3:29 PM
But therein lies my problem. I want to grip this as tightly as I can. I want to hold it close, to squeeze every bit of happiness and joy out of it that I possibly can, but the more I do that, the faster time slips through my fingers. If I just sat still and watched it, maybe time would also pause for a while....but then, what is the use of time when it is simply wasted?
No, I would rather use this time the best way I can...even if it means it passes by quickly. At least it won't pass by unnoticed. It will be celebrated, exaulted, and held close to my heart.
posted by sordaria @ 3:29 PM
Friday, December 12, 2003
I'm in such a great mood this morning....blue sky, sun reflecting off snow, sleepy eyes, sleepy smiles.....this is happiness.
posted by sordaria @ 9:28 AM
posted by sordaria @ 9:28 AM
Thursday, December 11, 2003
I'm HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!!!
Sorry to all my probably abandonned readers for not posting in the last many, many days....it was just a hectic last week in oxford, and I kinda got kidnapped once I got home, and so it's taken me a while to get around to updating -- so sorry!! Anyway, here I am, I'm home, and it's beginning to feel a lot like christmas!! (la la la la)
It's great to come home and realize that no matter how far away and how long you've been gone, you can still walk into your room and think "I never left." That you can pick right up where you left off with you friends, your family, your cat (who is now HUGE by the way..I have a monster for a kitty...so oooo cute).
It's also amazing to realize how easily new things can fit themselves into your life, as if they had always been there, and imagining life without them becomes somewhat impossible.
posted by sordaria @ 1:48 PM
Sorry to all my probably abandonned readers for not posting in the last many, many days....it was just a hectic last week in oxford, and I kinda got kidnapped once I got home, and so it's taken me a while to get around to updating -- so sorry!! Anyway, here I am, I'm home, and it's beginning to feel a lot like christmas!! (la la la la)
It's great to come home and realize that no matter how far away and how long you've been gone, you can still walk into your room and think "I never left." That you can pick right up where you left off with you friends, your family, your cat (who is now HUGE by the way..I have a monster for a kitty...so oooo cute).
It's also amazing to realize how easily new things can fit themselves into your life, as if they had always been there, and imagining life without them becomes somewhat impossible.
posted by sordaria @ 1:48 PM
