Minnie all dressed up

Anna’s cat Lilly

I have been baking!  Oh how I love baking!  I used to bake all the time.  Chocolate pound cake, pies, sweet breads, shortbread, anything I could think of I would bake.  It has been such a long time since I felt like baking.  Baking takes effort, and before I started getting treated for the depression, effort for anything, much less baking, was something I did not have.  Just the thought of reading the recipe, mixing the ingredients, putting the mixed ingredients in the proper pan and then the clean up of it all seemed like too much work to me. 

I think I would have to say that this week has been better than previous weeks.  I have had a better attitude, more energy, and been less worried than even just a week ago.  I am enjoying the fact that I continue to improve.  These good days, these easy days, give me something to draw from when I have bad days.

I had not heard from my son in months.  In the past, when I would think about it, I would start crying and cry for most of the day.  I miss him being around.  Over the weekend, to myself, I acknowledged that I still missed him but it was easier to deal with now, and the fact that he had not called did not bother me anymore.  I even told myself that if he ever did call, I would enjoy it while I was talking to him, and not give a thought about all the times I  had not.  I believe I had finally come to peace with him being gone and not talking to me.  Out of the blue Monday, my son called me.  This gave me an opportunity to put into effect the new attitude I wanted to have when I talked to him.  It worked!  It was such a pleasant conversation.  I got to hear a lot about him, and how he was doing and I think because I had a much more positive attitude on the phone, he did as well.  When we hung up he said he would all again soon.  If he does, that would be wonderful, if he does not then I am OK with that.  I am just going to treasure the good stuff and dump the rest.

Because I have such a hard time keeping a positive attitude, I wanted to set a section of my blog aside where everyday I can point out something that is positive about a person, a thing, or situation.  This exercise is forcing me to be more of a glass is half full kind of person, and helping me maintain a positive attitude.

I treasure the smell of banana nut bread.  It fills up the whole house with a comforting smell.  To me it is a relaxing smell.  I cannot feel stressed or worried when I have some banana nut bread in the oven and I smell its wonderful aroma.  Maybe banana nut bread and its aroma are the cure for depression and anxiety?

Because I have such a hard time keeping a positive attitude, I wanted to set a section of my blog aside where everyday I can point out something that is positive about a person, a thing, or situation.  This exercise is forcing me to be more of a glass is half full kind of person, and helping me maintain a positive attitude

We have sunshine today.  It has been raining so much here lately that seeing the sun out so brightly, this time of day is unusual.  I believe it is supposed to start raining again towards the end of the week.  The funny thing is, October is supposed to be the driest Month in Georgia.  So far it has not been that way.  I guess that means our drought has ended.  

Even though my breathing is not where it is supposed to be today, I am not in a bad mood, nor do I feel as bad as I have been known to feeling when my breathing is not right.

I am still very happy my son called me yesterday.

Ragweed pollen makes me not feel good.  It blooms this time of year, and is everywhere.  It has pretty yellow flowers on it.  But it makes my nose run and my eyes itch.

I am still not get enough sleep, writing is very difficult because I keep dozing off.  I keep having to get up and walk around so my brain does not get all foggy. So far the extra dose of the vistiral is not working.  Maybe it will in a few more days.

Did any of all year about the six year old who has been sentenced to forty-six days in reform school for bringing a boy scout muti-tool to school?  It apparently had a spoon and fork in it and it was new. The little kid wanted to eat his school lunch with it.  All of the reports say he is a very good little boy and even sometimes likes to wear a suit jacket and a tie to school.  I personally think it is nuts that this little kid is being treated so harshly, due to a no tolerance rule.  I think it should be taken on a case by case basis, rather than a blanket rule that sends a little six year old boy to a reform school.

Black and White Willow

Because I have such a hard time keeping a positive attitude, I wanted to set a section of my blog aside where everyday I can point out something that is positive about a person, a thing, or situation.  This exercise is forcing me to be more of a glass is half full kind of person, and helping me maintain a positive attitude.

Today there is only one treasure, but it is a good one!  My son called me today!  He is in the Marines and I have not spoken to him in over a month but out of the blue he called today.  It was such a nice conversation too.  The other treasure is that he and his girlfriend have broken up and he is already dating again.  I am so happy that she is out of his life,

My son seems to be settling into his new life quite well.  He actually did seem a little more mature.  I am  pleased  about that.  

I know it will be a long time before he can make it back here and I can see him again but I am looking forward to the day that he can come back here for a visit.

Rain again today!  More flooding predicted.  Farrol could only work a few hours today, because he got stuck in the mud.  He has been napping since he got home.  Good!  He has been working seven days a week for the last several weeks so that we can pay the bills. He does not usually complain about working that much,, but I know it is hard on him.  He gets very tired.  Sometimes I feel guilty he has to work so much, but then he reminds me that he does it because he loves us.

Minnie has turned out to be a great little companion for me.  I enjoy the cuddle time with her.

I was all set to take Anna to a haunted house Saturday, then we found out that it is not open this year.  However, I personally still think of it as a success because I was willing to take her and I did not have a panic attack at the thought of going to someplace that I knew would be crowded, and possibly outside my safety zone.  I will find another one to take her too, and I will have more confidence about it since  I was all set to do it once already.

Bee Picture