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Back Among the Living

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I am back among the living, and darned happy to be here!  I hate hate hate having a cold or any other sort of respiratory issues.  I used two (TWO!) entire large family sized boxes of kleenex last week while in the office.  Seriously.  How can one head produce that much snot?
 
It’s glorious today, so I went outside for a run during lunch.  Yep.  Ran to the bank.  Ran over to Sundance to smile at the Christmas Tree.  Ran up the block to Uno’s to smell the pizza and then ran back to the office. 

 Lovely. EMail Anglea Pea

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Stuff It, Miss Olivia!

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Miss Olivia is my Inner Brat.  She sometimes totally annoys the heck out of me.  For instance – when I start thinking about working out, Miss Olivia starts whispering the one hundred and ten other things that I should be doing in my head. You should do the laundry first.  Mr. Pea needs clean shirts.  No, you really need to sweep the floor right now.  Oh! And you promised to update the Altar Server schedule this week, and you still need four more volunteers for Christmas Eve.  You need to bathe the dog instead of taking Lady P. for a cruise aroud the neighborhood. 

 

I’ve been sick this week.  Really sick with a horrible respiratory virus, the kind that started as a little cold and quickly escalated into something nasty.   With fever.  I have a horribly stuffed head (with requisite headache) and just walking up the stairs to my office has me wheezing and coughing and my head pounding.

 So what does Miss Olivia nag me about today?   It’s BEAUTIFUL outside! Yeah, it really is.  *cough* You should go for a walk!  It’s so pretty outside!Go Away, Olivia. No Really!  You should just put on your sneakers and go outside.  Walk to the Library.Olivia, I cannot walk to the Library.  I just want to sit here quietly and read this Request for Qualifications.And pop another mucinex and drink this nice cup of hot tea. Awww, Come On!  Blue skies, cool air, warm sun on your face…you should go for a walk. Walk to the collisuem and back.  It’s only 5K. Olivia, I CAN NOT walk today.  I think I would collapse halfway across the bridge and then have to be carted to the hospital in an ambulance. Ambulance?  With flashy lights?  Ooooo!  THAT could be fun, and then we could – STUFF IT, OLIVIA!  And pass me another tissue.  EMail Anglea Pea

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December 1 – One Word – Reverb10

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What’s that old saying, Day Late and a Dollar short?  Uh yeah.  That would be me.  Mostly because I’m totally unhip, and only catch on to cool stuff when my Teens point it out to me.  Or when it smacks me upside the head.

Have I ever mentioned that I’m a planner?  No?  Well, it’s true.  I use lists for everything, make plans for every event, practice responses to questions, and keep my pantry in alphabetical order.  Being so uptight about having a plan, I also tend to obsess about how to make things better, faster, more efficient.  This works GREAT for my chosen career (civil engineer), and now there’s a nifty little meme out there that offers a little retrospective planning advice for LIFE. 
Reverb10.  Oh Baby.  I’m in.
from the website – “Reverb 10 is an annual event and online initiative to reflect on your year and manifest what’s next. Use the end of your year as an opportunity to reflect on what’s happened, and to send out reverberations for the year ahead. With Reverb 10 – and the 31 prompts our authors have created for you – you’ll have support on your journey.”

Support on Your Journey.  I feel like Charlie Brown yelling “THAT’S IT!!”  So Here We Are. 

 December 1 – One Word 

Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you?
Worry.  That’s a heavy word for an eternal optimist, but it rings true for 2010.  This year has been filled with so many worries – MIL’s failing health; the economy in general; launching our firstborn into the world; a cancer scare; continuing concern for the weak point in that blood vessel in my brain; our lastborn’s struggles with school; job security; Husband’s heart – his actual heart, not his love!

I was just talking with Dear Husband about this last night, and he was nothing but reassuring, which is a complete one-hundred-eighty-degree-turn from our normal roles.  For the past quarter of a century, I’ve been the one to remind him that we are strong and capable, that we serve a loving God and that there is nothing we can’t figure out together. Now we’re flipped, which is weird.

This time next year, I want my word to be surrvived  enough.  Enough as in, “Enough!  We’re Done!”

Enough as in, “Enough.  We have enough – we are happy, healthy and loved.” 

EMail Anglea Pea
Image courtesy Gary Woltran .