Winter Wednesday

It’s cold. And changing my antidepressant from Cymbalta (which was helping my fibromyalgia but had quit helping my depression) to Fetzima (vice versa) isn’t helping my grumpy mood any. I have developed strange food cravings (carbs, sugar, and more carbs) and I am frighteningly grateful for cable TV and Law & Order reruns.

Lucky for me, I have a husband and dog to snuggle with when it’s cold and snowy outside.

A Hot Chocolate Kind of Day. And the Super Bowl Thing.

A snowy, chilly, February Saturday…I’ve spent the afternoon snuggling with Fiona (our cocker spaniel) on the couch, drinking hot chocolate–with lots of marshmallows, of course–and reading my new book about the Nazi Occupation of Paris, Les Parisiennes: Resistance, Collaboration, and the Women of Paris Under Nazi Occupation, by Anne Sebba. I love it so far, and highly recommend it, Sebba has an engaging narrative style that truly makes her prose come to life.

I’m looking forward to getting my husband back after tomorrow. He’s a photojournalist with our local NBC affiliate, and Minneapolis is hosting the Super Bowl this year (tomorrow!), so he’s been putting in 12+ hour days for over a week now covering all of the Super Bowl hoopla and festivities downtown. This is going to be the coldest Super Bowl ever (yay Minnesota!) so I imagine there will be lots of (spiked?) hot chocolate consumed tomorrow. 🙂 #SuperBowlLII #SuperBowlLIIMinneapolis #KARE11 #chocolateishealthy #BoldNorth

N.B. I don’t like football. At all. Baseball and hockey are my sports…but I do love my city, and I’m so proud to show it off to the rest of the country!

Be Soft

My parents have been dead a long time. Or not so long. It depends on my mood, how long it seems. My mom died in April 2007, my dad in January 1993. I often wonder what advice they would give me now, about being childless, being disabled and in chronic pain and  often frustrated and depressed. Then, by chance, today I came across a quote that spells out what I know in my heart they would both say to me so perfectly, it gave me chills. In fact, I can hear my mom’s voice…

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.

Kurt Vonnegut

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