...I've been in a funk. I guess Ben's birthday hit me a lot harder than I anticipated. I'm sure the weather hasn't helped. It's been downright cold and mostly overcast...kind of like my demeanor. I can hear my mother now...(in her most Prisciller voice)..."Bake a cake and bring it to someone." She's so right. I just haven't done it yet. Service always makes you forget about your own problems/worries/sadness and sometimes helps to put things into perspective. Don't worry, It's on my list! Lately I've been grateful for a couple of friends who have introduced me to the world of 5am workouts. (Did I just say I was GRATEFUL? For 5am WORKOUTS?) It's the most social time I've had this week...by choice. Although this morning (after my workout) I seemed to still be in that funky daze as I almost sauntered into the men's locker room. Thank goodness for my friend screaming, "BECKY, THAT'S THE MEN'S ROOM!" which snapped me alert thus helping me to avoid imminent danger. (although all eyes on me at that moment was a little awkward...did they think I was looking for a show?) Could you IMAGINE?!? It also helped that a guy walking out at the same time I almost walked in tells me "You can't go in there." Believe me guy, I don't WANT to go in there. Locker rooms are danger zones no matter what sex you are. The only reason I even enter said danger zones is to wash my hands of all the germs picked up from using the weight/cardio machines. I'm just not a fan of naked people who freely walk about or stand there conversing with other naked people like they're at the mall. Weird. So at the end of every workout I hold my breath, duck and cover as I dodge the nakedness that prevails inside...all for the obsession of clean hands. We leave the joint laughing and I pull a groin muscle going up the stairs. Not INSIDE the gym...outside. Go figure. Today the sun has come out, I can feel my spirits lifting and I think it's time to bake that cake...
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BAKE.THAT.CAKE!!!
I'm with you there, Becky. Same feelings. Met a former co-worker in the Ophthalmology Department today. Last time I had seen her was in Oncology. She knew Uncle David passed away. I showed her the heart shaped ring--she loved it. I started to cry. I was then called in for my appointment. The gal said, "Are you still crying?" I said, "I cry every day." Have to have another laser treatment to my left eye on the 10th of June. Hopefully that will help decrease the pressure. Visited with gals I worked with and saw my old boss--that was good. Met friends in Walpole for lunch. I'm home. I'm o.k. Glad you are o.k. Did you bake the cake? I love you. Aunt Shirley
It is not fun walking into the wrong locker room. So trust me on that one! ;) And don't I know it about the sun. Soak up what you can. Your spirits will lift. Love you, miss you, one day at a time.
Just before I walked into the house today after work I received a text message from my sweet Becky, it simply said "I'm tired of being down." In my one sided world I thought she was talking about the the black hole known as Ben's bean bag chair. Very quickly I realized I was wrong and walked away from my brief encounter feeling like telling her that my week has really been one I would like to forget also, and feeling like "hey, what about me?" and "Feel bad for me!" and then walked up stairs in a bit of a huff. But something amazing happened. The spirit touched me and made me want to tell my wife "let us Bake That Cake!" The sooner the better. You deserve that comforting feeling. So to all my wife's blogging buddies, promise me that if you read this put aside what ever sadness or differences you may have and bake a cake for a stranger or a friend. I think it's what Benjamin would love for his birthday. To my wife that I thank the Lord every day she said yes, I Love You!
April 7, 2011 5:15
awww - this post didn't make me cry, but Steve's comment did! You guys are so amazing and such an inspiration to me and so many others. PLEASE move to Australia :)
Well, STEVE is sweet! Loved that. And what a FABULOUS idea....to celebrate Ben's birthday each year you should encourage all to bake a cake for someone else. He's full of good ideas...
I'm glad today has been better.
I WILL be happy to you!!!!
Have you tried Germ-X it might be safer for you. Love you.
Laughing at your locker room funk! Oops! Was glad you were going to bake a cake, now I'll be baking a cake. I'll let you know who I pick. Your husband is wonderful.
Oh, Steve, you are so sweet. Glad the both of you were going to bake that cake. I know it's hard for both of you, and I can appreciate how you are both feeling as well. I don't like that feeling either. However, when the sun is out, things seem to be a little better at lifting our spirits. Love you both. Aunt Shirley
What a good idea!
This past weekend is one I'd rather forget myself. I've been quite the "huffmeister" lately. BUT it's official- I'm baking a cake tomorrow. Thanks Steve and Becky for always keepin' it real!
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