We rented a skid-steer and removed the remains of the demolished house that has blighted this land for a long time. We damn near killed ourselves but it was almost cathartic. I was exhausted all week from our spring "break". We also are getting ready for the high tunnel and have done some fun cutting of trees. The video was done before the grading... thats too bad. But its looking better now. This week, Esme wanted to fish so I bought her a pole and some tackle and she, Adia, and I
started fishing. I have been wanting to find some balance and I think I did. Yesterday I caught my first fish ever on a fly rod and it was like the day I had been waiting for for years - the day that I would find myself eating a meal that I had provided for myself. Seems simple and it is and was - but it was a milestone that passes like a live well lived... unexpectedly. Tonight the 3 of us went out before dinner and made our way downriver. Esme caught her first fish, but none of the other of us had a bite. Her first fish was a little brook trout. It was special and unexpected. We followed the river and ended up descending down the gorge. We bouder hopped and climbed quite a lot. It was wonderful and gorgeous. We got to a decent sized waterfall and found an absolute perfect secluded playground complete with a few wonderful boulder caves and the best swimming spots ever. My kids were howling like wolves at the discovery of that perfection within walking distance of the house. It felt good to take the time to live again. The day before, Ash met me in Marion for a meeting with the town to discuss the creating a camp to practice our heritage school plan. It was pretty great - we got a good plan to create some great much needed change in education. After the meeting, I showed her the Henderson and we had a good meal and some good beers at a local restaurant. In other news, my sister had her baby early... but it came on the same day the movie "the breakfast club" takes place. The baby was in NICU for a week, but he went home yesterday. Hopefully they are settling in and getting back to life. That is probably good advice for all of us, especially me.
Just a quick post. Ashley got her leg scanned yesterday to see how the clot was doing. We both just figured that it would be solidified and stable and maybe Ashley could get of coumadin. We figured that things were going fine, but the scan showed NO CLOT!! God, that is such a relief. Something that caused so much anxiety and pain for so long... to be gone and having blood flowing is wonderful. Thank you to whatever grace delivered that. And today she got the news that she could get off coumadin. And today we got the news that the balance of $800 that we owed the hospital is now zero. Good couple of days.
Here's the lowdown on my Grandfather Mountain Marathon. I cut my lantus down to 8 units the night before and didn't take anything in the morning. I woke up and ate breakfast at 3am so I could take a full bolus. My blood sugars that day were between 140 and 100 the whole day until the night when they rose a bit. So success on the glucose front. I then woke up at 5:30 and headed over to the marathon. It was a bit unnerving as everyone I talked to seemed to be pretty experienced and when I mentioned that this was my first one, the comment was always a variation of "well, you sure picked a hard one to start with" or "well, this is the hardest road marathon in North America"... I mean, come on - that is a little discouraging. So we go down through town and pass the mall - and there is Dave. I didn't know whether he would be there but suddenly there was company. So we went along and headed uphill. Somewhere in the first 5 miles, Dave says (in typical Dave fas...
All things die OK, well all things definitely change and I hate change. Change is like death. What is known is gone but not forgotten like death. What is coming is not known like life. Here we are in the middle of it all not dying not living hating change.
started fishing. I have been wanting to find some balance and I think I did. Yesterday I caught my first fish ever on a fly rod and it was like the day I had been waiting for for years - the day that I would find myself eating a meal that I had provided for myself. Seems simple and it is and was - but it was a milestone that passes like a live well lived... unexpectedly. Tonight the 3 of us went out before dinner and made our way downriver. Esme caught her first fish, but none of the other of us had a bite. Her first fish was a little brook trout. It was special and unexpected. We followed the river and ended up descending down the gorge. We bouder hopped and climbed quite a lot. It was wonderful and gorgeous. We got to a decent sized waterfall and found an absolute perfect secluded playground complete with a few wonderful boulder caves and the best swimming spots ever. My kids were howling like wolves at the discovery of that perfection within walking distance of the house. It felt good to take the time to live again. The day before, Ash met me in Marion for a meeting with the town to discuss the creating a camp to practice our heritage school plan. It was pretty great - we got a good plan to create some great much needed change in education. After the meeting, I showed her the Henderson and we had a good meal and some good beers at a local restaurant. In other news, my sister had her baby early... but it came on the same day the movie "the breakfast club" takes place. The baby was in NICU for a week, but he went home yesterday. Hopefully they are settling in and getting back to life. That is probably good advice for all of us, especially me.
started fishing. I have been wanting to find some balance and I think I did. Yesterday I caught my first fish ever on a fly rod and it was like the day I had been waiting for for years - the day that I would find myself eating a meal that I had provided for myself. Seems simple and it is and was - but it was a milestone that passes like a live well lived... unexpectedly. Tonight the 3 of us went out before dinner and made our way downriver. Esme caught her first fish, but none of the other of us had a bite. Her first fish was a little brook trout. It was special and unexpected. We followed the river and ended up descending down the gorge. We bouder hopped and climbed quite a lot. It was wonderful and gorgeous. We got to a decent sized waterfall and found an absolute perfect secluded playground complete with a few wonderful boulder caves and the best swimming spots ever. My kids were howling like wolves at the discovery of that perfection within walking distance of the house. It felt good to take the time to live again. The day before, Ash met me in Marion for a meeting with the town to discuss the creating a camp to practice our heritage school plan. It was pretty great - we got a good plan to create some great much needed change in education. After the meeting, I showed her the Henderson and we had a good meal and some good beers at a local restaurant. In other news, my sister had her baby early... but it came on the same day the movie "the breakfast club" takes place. The baby was in NICU for a week, but he went home yesterday. Hopefully they are settling in and getting back to life. That is probably good advice for all of us, especially me.
