Who knew? Chicago, no snow (pretty much none where I live) on the whole for the month of December, and oddly, no snow for Christmas. Every time they threaten us with snow of any sort, it decides to prove all the weather people wrong, causing us to point at the tv and go “Ha-Ha” (like Nelson from The Simpsons – which I can emulate very well), and change the channel; I think this may lead to the problem of us being spoiled, and then when the snow finally hits us, much whining and bitching and moaning. Personally, I don’t mind it, as long as I don’t have to drive in a friggin blizzard.
This year has been a year of me being way to sick, way too many times, and what I feel are slightly inept physicians, trying to tell me they know whats wrong with me, even after I already know (from having dealt with it since a teenager and been diagnosed), and then having to tell them “but, when I was…. (insert age), I was (insert issue) by my allergist/ psych therapist/ doctor.” Usually they reply “well we have to send you to a(n) to see if that is the case, and then we will refer you.” This is the most medicine I have taken in the WHOLE of my life till this past year, dealing with issues I didn’t even know I had. Wouldn’t it be nice if I didn’t have to drive 2 hours to have it dealt with, or wait 3 weeks to see a doctor who just throws antibiotics at me? Such is life – switching soon or this is gonna be the death of me.
In that aspect, I spent Christmas day, the day after, and ironically half of NYE and actually, part of this morning suffering from headaches that I cannot (and should not, but I gave in once… not yesterday though ironically take) because of health issues caused by taking medicine for these sinus/migraine/tension… etc headaches. Lucky for me all this is happening while I’m off from school Luckily I can lounge around in pajamas and watch pointless tv, and play video games… then, 3 weeks into this new year, I start my 4th semester of college – wait… I forgot to petition for my financial aid – as a sophomore… how many credits is that again?? Urgh… time to email them too. *note to self, email COD counselors/financial aid about this…)
Despite all this, I have actually enjoyed my break. Seen two movies alone that I wouldn’t have seen (I highly recommend the Imitation Game with Benedict Cumberbatch) without having had this break, had dinner and a movie night with one of my best friends, Anne, and am planning a girls day tomorrow (due to vehicular issues on her end) with my other “Side of the coin” gf (we are often mistaken for sisters..), Jenny. I think that I enjoy sporadic company with friends – while on break. But, when the semester starts, I am semi-mostly (ok, just about all) business with classes. Jenny and I have a few favorite teachers, and she won’t be at our school much longer… as her 4 year degree is not offered (yet – but they should make it one IMO) yet here – so I’m trying to take as many good classes, with good teachers, with her, as possible. So far that has been Burnier, Slott, Hubbard, and… I think there was one more that escapes me.
This year, Jen and I are serious about reducing stress, and dropping some weight. I have to do it with a messed up tendon in my shoulder and wrist, and Jen has her own obstacles to tackle. We both decided a class on meditation and relaxation would help with stress, and a personalized (for each student based on injuries and needs/goals), weight training class. Along with a pool – which I will use once I get my limbs less stiff – that I intend on using – along with an elliptical and treadmill… and a bike. Next semester will be yoga and spinning classes (once I’m more in shape). – But that is enough for now, I’m starting to bore even myself.
So, with that – a quote that I heard somewhere, on a video that a friend posted, seems fitting –
“Love is just a word, until someone comes along and gives it meaning… No other way to say it.” – Mark Mero
This includes myself, those I love, and those that love me. I also would like to quote someone else that made me smile, and realize that love can be shown in the smallest places – I was remarking on her twin sister’s pretty hair, and hers, and twice she gave me this small piece of love that has filled my heart all week…
“Auntie, I think you’re pretty too” – Isabella M. (4.5 years old)
Like I said, it comes from the smallest places. That is the kind of love that I want to share with everyone.
Happy 2015 all – be safe, happy, prosperous, full of hope, and giving of love.