Possible Pal

As I've mentioned before, Theo loves his new school.  He his a tireless advocate for Open School- volunteering for Open Houses, the School Fair, and to be a 'shadow host'.  Earlier this year he was hosting a prosective student.  This young man kept a notebook handy throughout the day and was taking notes about his experience.  At some point Theo noticed that one of the pages had the heading "Theo".  And there were three bullet points.  He could only read one, which read, "Possible pal".  When he told me this my heart got real warm.  I love that a kid coming in to a new school would take notes.  I love that he made bullet-pointed lists about things.  And that one was that my son would be a possible friend.  But both Theo and I are seriously wondering what the other two bullet points might have read!

Family pictures

All the Sage kids and grandkids got together on the sly this November to pose for a family portrait for Jean and Rodg.  In all fairness, it was the newest family member's idea- she has firmly lodged her place in Jean's heart with this move.  And she deserves it.  It is no easy task to herd Sage cats.  And we never lined up a photographer, but were able to pull off a decent self-timer shot.  We ended up giving Jean and Rodg a large framed canvas of all of us.  It went over well.

Then there is the Martinson photo.  Kirk had the idea to recreate a favorite childhood photo for Sherry and Rollie's 50th anniversary.  It is a much cherished photo of the four siblings taken when Jon was about 8.  I don't know if Sherry will 'cherish' the new one, but when she opened it, she laughed uncontrollably for quite a while.  It was a pleasure to watch.  Here's both the original and the recreation.  I think the sibling shot of the Sages is a bit more dignified, but not worth as many laughs, for sure.

Sherlock-ed

I'm a fan.  I admit it.  I don't know if I've ever looked forward to the start of a TV season before.  The bummer is that the season is just 3 episodes long.  I love that it is a show that all four of us enjoy- and that it's smart, funny, and suspenful.  What more could we ask for?  More episodes for one.

Brutal re-entry

Winter break ended today in the most brutal fashion.  When Eli's alarm went off at 5:45 am I heard a loud groan and then, "I can't do it."  When I went in to the room he repeated that he was unable to get out of bed and asked me to call him in sick. When I refused he said, "Ok, then turn on the dang light."  And he was up.  The boys walked out the door and into inky blackness at 6:40 am.  Had to wait for the bus with temps at -11 and windchills hovering around -30.  Welcome back to the real world....

Well-being

So the hives that have been plaguing me since early November are finally taking a turn for the better.  I like to chalk it up to my first ever acupuncture experience, but it also could just have been good timing.  In any case, since I'm still waking up with a random hive or two (or 10, but not hundreds) I decided to go back to the acupuncturist today.  I like that where I live I can walk to my doctor, the allergist, my hair salon, as well as now, my acupuncturist.  Never thought I'd have one of those, but that's how life's journey goes- always washing you up on new and interesting shores.

So there I was, laying on the table while she inserted the needles in my arms, legs (my ear???).  I shut my eyes and worked on relaxing, as the probable cause of these damn hives is stress.  I had read that acupuncture can cause you to feel relaxed and perhaps have a warm feeling spread throughout your body.  So, eyes closed, breathing deeply...the woman finishes and turns out the lights, leaves the room.  Soon enough I feel this warm feeling starting in my core.  Really nice and warm and lovely.  And kind of radiating out from there.  I'd never felt anything like it.  Wow.  I'm feeling all full of belief in chinese medicine and brimming with well-being when I open my eyes.  And see the heat lamp pointed at my stomach.  Well.  Made me laugh, which filled my cup of well-being ever so much more full.  So it wasn't the needles that filled me with warmth- who cares.  It was lovely nonetheless and I am still convinced that the treatment will help the hives fade even more.

Walking on the sunny side of the street

When the daily highs are in the negative digits it's important to seek out the sun when you can.  Today I walked down the road for an appointment and when I crossed over to the sunny side of the street there was a noticable difference.  I was still freezing my ass off, however.

Slow it down already

The other day we were up at Grandma Sherry's- the keeper of the official Martinson grandchild growth chart.  Recently Eli topped the list.  Taller than all of the cousins.  And the grandparents.  Rollie likes to say, "Eli has caught his grandmother..."  We think he thinks that Eli has not caught him, but he has.  Yes he has.  Anyway- we backed him up to the wall, thinking he probably had grown a little since the last time we did this in mid-October.  But holy moly- another 1.5 inches since then!  In 10 weeks.  That's 1/8 an inch a week. Every week.  And it's 2.5 inches since school started.  Wow.  He's about 3/8 and inch below me- so I'll be taller than him til my birthday if this tangent continues.  Eli points out that at some point, it has to end.  I think he's talking about the growth, but he may also be talking about my height dominance.  It will be odd to look up to him.  I like being taller.

He's handled this amazing growth spurt with a good deal of grace.  I mean that both mentally and physically. When a puppy grows like this they sleep 16-18 hours a day.  Eli does not.  But he remains mostly sunny and sweet.  There are occasional storms, but those are to be expected.  In terms of physical changes- somehow he has managed to keep up with this growth- no real tripping or awkwardness, and his morning exercise routine is actually bulking him up at the same time that he rockets skyward.