* Ten Things of Thankful

I haven’t tackled the challenge to write Ten Things of Thankful in months, so I reread Lizzi’s Christmas list of 50 things, which amazes me (but not enough to copy).  Let’s see how far I can get….

  1.  I am feeling a bit better today!  Still shaky but this round of steroid withdrawal is losing its power to flatten me.
  2. My dearest steroid withdrawal widower has been tending to me so carefully, encouraging me that this will pass.  What would I do without his love?
  3. Rationally, I know that the flattening and disgusting side effects of withdrawal are far better than something like chemo.  I do not have cancer; I’m not facing that dreadful siege.  My heart aches for those who are in that battle.
  4.  My broken foot, still encased in a boot, no longer objects to an occasional free step.  In 2 weeks, I’ll know whether it can fly out of its cocoon.
  5. The local (pricey) swimming pool is sending out teasers suggesting that we may be able to swim there again, after months of locked doors.  Aquatics.JPG
  6. Vance, the Venus fly trap, continues to sprout new traps, ever hopeful that the spring will bring a random gnat into the house.  Of course, I am just boarding Vance for his student-owner, whose house must be kept like a refrigerator.                                                 Vance 2.JPG
  7. I’ve just started a MOOC course on Mathematics and Technology through The Friday Institute.  After reading through the profiles of all the participants, I can see that I am on the lowest percentile regarding middle school math skills.  I do love a challenge.  It’s not too late for you to sign up, either, no matter where you live!  Cool!TMT
  8. We are hosting a Korean zombie movie night this evening.  Train to Busan, with Korean food and sweet guests.  I HOPE I can rouse myself out of bed!                                    Train to Busan 2.jpg
  9.  A dear friend (who now lives far away) has a birthday today.  I owe her more than I could ever express.
  10.  I have read about 20 books in the past few days.  It’s been a wonderful way to escape from bleh and blah and worse.  iphone books.PNG
  11.  My faith rests in the confidence that I am being held, not that I can hold on.
  12. I’ve been able to eat chocolate throughout this temporary ordeal.  I assume that is related to #11.

Thank you, dear readers, for your patience as I’ve fallen away from my regular posting once again.  Who knew??  Oh yes, the One who loves me knew.  I’m in good hands and

* “Miss Fun”

A jaunty car with the personalized tags MISS FUN whizzed by me the other day.  Miss Fun

Every day since then, I’ve been thinking about that tag.  MISS FUN sounds like someone I’d enjoy meeting.  I’m guessing she’s extroverted, laughs easily, and takes her Border Collies for lots of walks.  MISS FUN enjoys hiking with her husband, taking photographs, and sipping tea.  She reads a lot but still finds time to keep her house and car in mint  condition.

You know where this is going, right?  I am not MISS FUN.  In fact, the more I visualize her tag, the more I read it as MISS FUN.  I do MISS FUN.  My life has been a whirlwind of bizarre and unpleasant maladies since July.  The past few weeks seem like icing on an unpalatable cake.  Three weeks ago I had to take steroids so I didn’t spend my days like this:mask

Oops, my dermatologist forgot that people need to TAPER off steroids, so I ended up in massive steroid withdrawal.  I never realized what athletes endured so they could win gold medals, bless their cheating hearts.  I made it through that lengthy episode, only to have a nasty spider encounter.  I’m guessing it got stuck under my skinny jeans but THREE gross bites that look like smallpox?  No photos cuz they look too yucky.  I used cortisone cream but have ended up on Benadryl.  The Benadryl Buzz.  I take half a child’s dose and I can’t remember my name.  Oh, wait, I know!  MISS FUN!

I’m deciding on my own license plate.  MISS BLOG, MISS EXERCISE, and MISS BRAIN are my top three choices.  You get my meaning?