Kissing

I was brought up with Fairy tales and Bible stories/parables and both have had an impact on me. But the fairy tales of the princess getting the kiss of all kisses - I mean it wakes them UP! has made my kissing incidents lackluster. How can a kiss I get compare to a kiss in a Fairy tale that WAKES up a gal. Is that what I am waiting on – the BIG WAKE UP kiss?

(note-since writing this, I have had a few kisses and they were firework kisses!)

Once upon a time, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog in a pond. The frog said to the princess, " I once was a handsome prince until an evil witch put a spell on me. One kiss from you and I will turn back into a prince and then we can marry, move into the castle with my mom and you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children and forever feel happy doing so." That night, while the princess dined on frog legs,she kept laughing and saying, "I don't THINK so."

Collarbone

I had surgery on 1/3/08 to repair the broken collarbone from a bike accident in September. The Doctor told me that morning that they might have to do a bone graft from my hip - they did. It is what hurts. But I am glad I have a big hip bone!Wow! I am feeling such gratitude for this adventure/experience of collarbone surgery.Gratitude for Tracy’s early morning prayer in the “waiting for surgery” room. And staying with my parents and visiting me on Sat.Gratitude that surgery went well and I awoke! I was scared about the anesthesiology part, but my anesthesiologist was a runner and we had a great conversation before surgery so I felt better about “going under.” He said I was the healthy person in the hospital!Gratitude that in my room, my brother’s neighbor Jill (nurse at Central Baptist) came to check on me and observed I had a very nice, but talkative (MORE than me!) roomie and got me a private room. This really helped my recovery.Grateful for all the visitors. I was a bit out of it and I know when I talked to you I made no sense. I was told I even talked about the Twilight Zone (maybe because I was in it!)Gratitude for the lovely flowers from Angela and from Mark and Lucy and from my work.Gratitude that Sugar was being cared for (as well as I was!) by Marcie.Gratitude that I have such wonderful family and went to my parents’ home from the hospital on Friday who gave me such good care. My mom makes great chicken vegetable soup! and fudge!Gratitude for all the calls, thoughts and prayers. Gratitude for the book holder, book, cards, bag of Skittles, chick-fil-a lunch, and another day off yesterday to rest. Gratitude for God who was present with me.
So I have been on the mend since then ..walking a bit slow due to the hip, but then a couple of weeks ago got the ok to run (a mile or 2) I did 5 this past Sunday. I faxed my doctor and told him this – always better to ask for forgiveness, then permission! ….Can’t wait to be back biking soon, swimming sooner (can do this in 2 weeks. Last Tuesday I water jogged and did swim one lap just to see if I could. I thought I might have forgotten since last September, but I remembered. Actually, Susan my swim coach said my stroke was better on that side!

ME as in Mary Elizabeth

Praying and cussing seem to be part of my life - I am doing one or the other. I think the praying part is the part most people will agree is a good thing. Yet every now and then a good ole expletive seems to be spiritual. I have blogged about doing a half Ironman in NH and doing an Ironman in ID and I thought I would just blog about ME. I was doing a sprint Tri in Ohio (COLD) one time in the spring and the cross wind would knock you off your bike - this is when I started to cuss and pray at the same time, one right after the other and it became a mantra "help me God, MF wind!God thanks for my strong legs, Sh!t what the h...
You see the pattern....And I thought, this is a good saying about life - kind of similar to bittersweet. Have to take the bitter with the sweet.. well you have to pray and cuss, cuss and pray.