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From pain comes productivity…

I shoehorned myself out of bed this morning, having not slept well, partly because hubby was in work until 3am, & partly because of yesterday’s torture. So, the day didn’t get off to a good start, even after a hot shower to help ease the aches & pains, & Thursday’s are always busy. For the first time ever my body was not keen on having an hour of pilates, but my fantastic instructor managed to motivate both my mind & body so I at least got something positive out of it – & I did. Then it’s my guitar lesson, I have practiced & practiced the chords to Photograph, but I couldn’t get the palming muting rhythm right. However, my teacher had something else on the agenda…

After only 10 minutes into the lesson he had me playing the introduction to the song, which can also be played along side the palm muted chords. I was so excited that I could now just pick up my guitar & play something you might actually recognize. THEN we sorted out the rhythm. I think it’s time for a change of artist or band & a new song – as much as I love you Ed, sorry!

I’ve now had 3 doses of my super dooper painkillers with very little pain relief, I have now resorted to wine, & I can confirm that at some point in the evening there will be chocolate consumed. All things considered I’ve had a productive & positive day when I thought it was going to be brutal. I’ve made two Valentines cards (sadly I make a matching pair & give hubby one so that I get a decent card from him!), & made 3 cakes. I find that when I have things to distract me, & those things go according to plan, ‘it’ is just grumbling in the background, unable to beat & bring me down. Not today anyway.

Then of course it’s Friday tomorrow, the weekend always makes things feel better!

All hugs welcome…

Manipulation, IMS, & ultrasound, that’s what it took to sort out my SI pain, and now I feel like I’ve been run over by a train. I don’t know where to put myself, because it wasn’t just the SI that needed sorting out; my neck & lower back weren’t in great shape either. I was trying to see if I could go two weeks without physio, something I periodically try because I’m so sick of being beaten up every week. I hate having needles, and I resent paying to be tortured. Was it worth it? Of course not, what I went through today was the worst I’ve had to endure in sometime.

With only my dog for company (snoring next to me), because hubby’s at work, I’m not even sure I want to write. I know if I try it won’t be productive, I barely slept last night because I was so uncomfortable, so staring at a computer screen is not a good idea. I don’t even want wine – but I have had chocolate so I’m obviously not too out of sorts. I feel a bit spaced because of my painkillers, but that could also be tiredness too, they don’t always make me feel like this. I haven’t even picked up my guitar today, & I’ve been so good practicing everyday.

My only hope now is that I can get some sleep, & tomorrow will not be as bad as it can be after such a horrible session.

All virtual hugs welcome 🙂

How do you eat yours?

Although we all eat together as a family most evenings, we still make point about sitting down on a Sunday to enjoy dinner together. As a kid I was put through the trauma of a roast dinner EVERY Sunday, and therefore grew to hate them for the longest time. It wasn’t until I had kids of my own that really understood & appreciated this family tradition. So guess what I make most weeks – a roast dinner or some variation of, & believe it or not, I enjoy making it & eating it along with everyone else.

Dessert, or pudding as we call it in the north east of England, was not usually anything fancy. We would get excited about a pie or crumble, but often it was rice pudding, or maybe ice cream if it was the beginning of the month. For my family it has become what’s known as a ‘sundae Sunday’. We even have sundae glasses that are only used on a Sunday for this very dessert. Of course we will enjoy ice cream during the week, in fact hubby & I sat sharing two tubs in front of a movie the other night. What is special about having a sundae Sunday is a real Cadbury’s flake that has travelled all the way from England…

This is probably about the only thing (apart from school uniforms from Marks & Spencer) that I ask people to bring us. You can only buy them here in the special candy stores at about 2 bucks a flake. Something that many Brits will talk about is a ‘99’. Mr. Whippy ice cream on a cone with a 3in flake in the top. It would produce discussions about how you eat yours? Do you eat the flake first? Do you lick around the flake so it sticks out of the top smothered in ice cream then eat it as you get to it? Or, do you push the flake down into the cone, eat the ice cream, & then, eat the flake with the cone?

That’s where the flake in the ice cream comes from. In our house there are rules about the sundae Sunday. You are only allowed two flavours of ice cream. You can only have 2 toppings (mini M&M’s, sprinkles, nuts- which are my favourite), caramel sauce is not included in that, & we cut a full sized flake in half, so we only use 2 flakes between the 4 of us – obviously to make our supply last longer, you often never know when your next flakes will arrive! The crumbs in the packet must be distributed evenly between all of us. Then the question of how you eat the flake is brought up all over again…

Hubby & I save the flake until the end, because that’s really the best bit. I personally like to eat around it, leaving a little bit of ice cream in the bottom so when I do eat it all the crumbs fall on that last bit & I don’t leave any crumbs in the bottom of the glass. Hubby eats his at the very end – always leaving crumbs which is wasteful if you ask me. The boys, however, dive in & eat the flake before anything else, gone in seconds, & that’s it!

So there you have it, I bet you didn’t know that there were so many ways in which to eat a Cadbury’s flake, did you?