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June 17, 2013 By Leave a Comment

Pneumonia sucks. A lot.

I’m so glad to be getting back to normal. For almost a week after I went back to work (which was after a full week off work, sitting on the couch and getting up only to pick up Boy Wonder from school and to make sure he got fed), I was really off. the whole day would go by and I would have accomplished my work goals, but not a clue how I got there.

Pills are not fun, even if they do make you feel better.

So I finally feel like all of the garbage I had to put into my system (and all of the crazy side effects that they brought with them) is finally mostly working out of my body.

Yesterday, I was actually able to cook a full meal! Hooray! It’s been a while since I’ve had the energy to stand at the stove and tend to a pot or a pan.

Yesterday, we actually did a lot of yard work as well. Our cute little rental house sits on an acre of land, all of which needs to be mowed and trimmed on a weekly basis during the summer. We live off of a highway, so there’s a big drainage ditch I have to trim as well. Plus we have our little vegetable garden and flower beds….so we are pretty busy.

Chuck helped a little, she sat in the wheelbarrow for about a half hour, reading and playing with her animals, and then she helped pick up yard waste for another hour. She was pretty helpful. Boy Wonder was an enormous help, hauling all of the trimmings and weeds (and our Christmas tree, which I could have sworn got hauled off six months ago…) back to the clean green pile we have.

Today (I work Tuesdays through Saturdays, so today is my “Sunday”), Boy Wonder is at school for one of his last (*SOB*) days of 7th grade, so Chuck and I will be finishing up some weeding and hauling the pavers in for the patio I’ve been wanting to build for about five months.

Maybe tonight, I’ll be able to blog from the patio!

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Sickness

June 12, 2013 By Leave a Comment

It has been quite a crazy trip the past few weeks.

I’ve spent a few feverish nights, wrapped in as many blankets as I could find, shaking and hoping that eventually one of the nine medications they put me on would stop my sudden transformation into a sweaty coughing mess.

I am so much better now. My last round of steroids was this morning, and I’m hoping the mood swings, the crying jags and the shaking all go away soon. I have one more dose of antibiotics to go and then I’m done with those as well.

I’m lucky to have such a great support system, and I’m glad to feel more up to snuff… And I am very glad to be cooking again.

Filed Under: From the Kitchen of Cupcakes, Stuff that has nothing to do with anything in particular

Pneumonia.

June 5, 2013 By Leave a Comment

I have it.

Been parked on my couch for six days, trying to heal up (with the help of two ER trips, seven prescriptions and the help of some very dear friends).

Pneumonia is no joke. I’m just glad I quit smoking when I did.

And I’m ready to get back to normal and reschedule all of the things I cancelled this week.

We will be back to your regularly scheduled crazy shortly.

Filed Under: Cleaning Out the Skeletons, Nothing to See Here.

A few snafus.

May 28, 2013 By Leave a Comment

So I started “training” for my MasterChef audition.

Right now, training mostly consists of me making a really depressing list of all of the things I don’t know how to do. And all of the kitchen gadgets I would like to have.

And I started the actual cooking portion of my training by burning the first three things I tried to cook.

Cupcakes. I burnt CUPCAKES.

I have never burnt cupcakes before.

So I could do what I’ve done so many times before, and throw up my hands and say “this is too hard and I totally can’t do it”.

But where would that get me? Would I reach my goal? Would I accomplish anything outside of going back into my cave and sitting in the corner, clutching Ulla (my KitchenAid mixer) and growling “Gollum” at anyone who dares to try and visit.

But I cannot do that. I cannot give up and I cannot surrender my dream. No matter how silly it is, I will not walk away without trying.

So burnt biscuits aside, I’m soldiering on.

Filed Under: From the Kitchen of Cupcakes, masterchef

Terrifying.

May 25, 2013 By 4 Comments

I don’t normally say my biggest goals out loud to people. They are secrets, to be guarded and protected and not told to anyone, just in case I fail and then nobody can say I’ll never amount to anything because i don’t reach my goals.

So I might have some issues.

Anyway. I was talking with a friend at work today and I told her my biggest most secret goal of all. I said it out loud and as I said it, her face split into this big grin and she laughed and said how awesome she thought it was and how she would help me however she could.

That's what happens when you say your goals out loud. People want to help you. They want to cheer you on and they want to support you however they can. Deep down, they want to see you succeed.

So in the interest of being a good example, despite the fact it terrifies me and despite the fact it's a crazy insane goal, I will tell you what I am working towards....

I want to try out for MasterChef.

It's crazy and I'll have to learn a lot of stuff, but next time they have auditions, I want to be there, cooking for Gordon, Joe and Graham. I want to do it so when I'm old and grey, I can tell my grandkids I reached a goal and I was AWESOME.

Even if I fail the audition ;)

so what's your big scary goal?

Filed Under: Cleaning Out the Skeletons, From the Kitchen of Cupcakes, masterchef
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