Cake, 90th Birthdays, Cooking Class, Vday... and stuff

90...that's a lot of years under your belt

My beloved Granny turned 90 this week. I travled back home for a little celebration.

It involved a hummingbird cake and a bouquet of 90 roses.

I'm quite proud of myself for making this little beauty.

And after....

And my Auntie put together the amazing flowers...

(I really really hope I got some of those good Norwegian genes of hers)

Vday Swap

The Mrs. hosted a Valentines Day swap and my swap partner Miss TRBS over at Shepdogg sent me the most thoughful gift.  She took some pictures of my mom from my blog and put them together in a collage.  It was really touching.  Oooo... and I got one of those tubes that you microwave for sore neck & shoulders which is perfect since those get so tight on me with my work outs.  Thanks again!

Cooking Class

A one point my counselor said she'd really like to see me tap into my creative side.  You know, take some sort of class to get me out of my own analytical head space and try and switch some gears in my brain.  So what did I do?  I started thinking about school, GMAT tests, graduate programs and buying a condo.  Just about the opposite of creative.  BUT, I did eventually come up with something that I think fit the bill and was interesting to me. (local pottery class was already full *bummer*)  I signed up for a cooking class and it was this week.   Overal it was fun, but not quite as hands on as I was looking for.  I knew the format going in... "Cooking Party" vs. "Instructor Intensive" but it was even less hands on than I would have liked.   It made me kind of sad at one point becuase it was mostly couples and groups of couples taking  it together.  Reminded me of what I'm missing.  *great*

Stuff

I've been feeling pretty lost, loney, and unaccomplished lately.  I just can put my finger on what it will take for me to not feel this way anymore.  I'm trying to just live in the moment and enjoy my life.  I've had so much on my plate to deal with the last couple of years I feel like I've lost the ability to just live.  I feel like I need to be doing something BIG, accomplishing something, working on a grand goal, helping someone, even being in crisis mode. ( I know that last one sucks but it's how I've been operating a lot)

Every morning I wake up and tell myself that I'm choosing to be happy and joyful and living my life to the fullest for that day but it doesn't take long for all the worry and trying to get control takes over.

I really wanted to talk to The Ex and got a "ring twice then the call is gone" kind of deal from him on Wednesday night.   That sucks, not like I can just ring him back.  Haven't gotten a call, email or skype from him since.   I'm not feeling worried, this time it's all about me... I felt I needed to hear his voice.   He can still say a few words and clam me.

Stuff from the accident I was in this summer is starting to roll.  I had managed to kind of stuff it all away in the back of my head but now things are getting started it brings up unexpected feelings.  I know getting it all started means the end is closer but the reality of dealing with insturance companies and lawyers is just *bleh*.  I do feel better having an attorney, that means I don't have to talk to folks and try to deal with insurance companies myself but it's something I'd rather not be doing.  I guess the good part is that my insurance pays for him.

This is pretty much enough rambling on for now.  Back to work!