Christmas Day, 2024
Dec. 26th, 2024 01:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Waking after good sleep, to my beautiful animals, all the kitties snuggled up around me, Roxy sleeping beside the bed.
My Sweetie was already up, and he made breakfast.
We opened our gifts, and from my Sweetie I got several helpful and useful things that will make life better, some for summer (a good, heavy garden sprinkler and a very solid garden fork), some tasty food treats (vegetarian "beef" jerky that he knows I love, funny cookies that look like kitties), socks, some nice cotton T-shirts, good mittens.
I got him a nice sweater and a big bag of Reese's pieces, and the already mentioned heavy duty radio with a battery charger that wasn't under the tree as he helped buy it.
After we did chores, we went to see River.
I did my best to get there while it was still light, as to avoid whoever it is out there that had fireworks last night. I figured they would have them again today, and I was correct. Towards the end of my session with River, sure enough there were more fireworks.
Sigh.
I did have a good session with him though. We got pretty much everything done that I wanted before the fireworks.
He did great on our ground work after he woke up (I think he was half asleep when we went out to get him).
Once again, under saddle he just seems unable to figure out the side pass, even after working on the yields that work on the shoulders and hindquarters separately. We USED to do it, and these days he seems either unwilling or not understanding it under saddle, though he does fine with it when I cue him on the ground.
It's something to work on in lessons, though I kind of hate putting so much time into something that he did know at one time.
I did stand up on him again, twice, and he behaved very well and was comfortable with it. I also carried the umbrella for a while and he was good with that.
On the drive home (my Sweetie drove), I called Trainwreck. She felt so bad today that she got one of her sons to take her to the hospital.
She's been having a lot of issues getting her vitamins and salts etc. balanced in her body, and I guess she was supposed to be taking BIG doses of Magnesium, and for whatever reason she stopped taking the big doses and thought that a multivitamin would have enough (why would she think that, after having a doctor TELL her to take a certain dosage?).
That might be why she's been so strange on the phone this week, why she fell, and so on. This is the hard part, isn't it? Wondering if the maybe sober alcoholic is just experiencing vitamin deficiency, or was she drinking?
She says she'll be in the hospital for a couple of days as they want to put her on IV fluids and try to get her levels all sorted out.
Whatever happened, I'm glad she called her son for help, and I'm glad she's in the hospital if she needs to be there.
She did actually sound a bit more like how she sounds as "sober Trainwreck", and more coherent again. She sounded grateful that her son was around to help, and to be in a hospital, so all of those are good things.
We got home, and my Sweetie made a very nice meal. He made more or less a tabbouleh salad,and baked red peppers with tasty stuff in them. He worked hard on making it festive.
Our Christmases aren't necessarily very "traditional" anymore, but somehow they are how we celebrate now. Part of me misses the huge feast, but part of me was pretty happy eating a meal that wouldn't leave me feeling bloated and guilty afterwards.
I did have a rare glass of sweet wine, a muscat type that was VERY TASTY.
We "watched" another of our favorite movies for Christmas, "Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang" and of course I fell asleep part way through. I am terrible for sleeping through movies. It's just so cozy.
So yes, our Christmas is very small and very different from how we both grew up, but at the same time it was nice and quiet and peaceful, we have our home, our animals, plenty of food and comforts, and each other.
Waking after good sleep, to my beautiful animals, all the kitties snuggled up around me, Roxy sleeping beside the bed.
My Sweetie was already up, and he made breakfast.
We opened our gifts, and from my Sweetie I got several helpful and useful things that will make life better, some for summer (a good, heavy garden sprinkler and a very solid garden fork), some tasty food treats (vegetarian "beef" jerky that he knows I love, funny cookies that look like kitties), socks, some nice cotton T-shirts, good mittens.
I got him a nice sweater and a big bag of Reese's pieces, and the already mentioned heavy duty radio with a battery charger that wasn't under the tree as he helped buy it.
After we did chores, we went to see River.
I did my best to get there while it was still light, as to avoid whoever it is out there that had fireworks last night. I figured they would have them again today, and I was correct. Towards the end of my session with River, sure enough there were more fireworks.
Sigh.
I did have a good session with him though. We got pretty much everything done that I wanted before the fireworks.
He did great on our ground work after he woke up (I think he was half asleep when we went out to get him).
Once again, under saddle he just seems unable to figure out the side pass, even after working on the yields that work on the shoulders and hindquarters separately. We USED to do it, and these days he seems either unwilling or not understanding it under saddle, though he does fine with it when I cue him on the ground.
It's something to work on in lessons, though I kind of hate putting so much time into something that he did know at one time.
I did stand up on him again, twice, and he behaved very well and was comfortable with it. I also carried the umbrella for a while and he was good with that.
On the drive home (my Sweetie drove), I called Trainwreck. She felt so bad today that she got one of her sons to take her to the hospital.
She's been having a lot of issues getting her vitamins and salts etc. balanced in her body, and I guess she was supposed to be taking BIG doses of Magnesium, and for whatever reason she stopped taking the big doses and thought that a multivitamin would have enough (why would she think that, after having a doctor TELL her to take a certain dosage?).
That might be why she's been so strange on the phone this week, why she fell, and so on. This is the hard part, isn't it? Wondering if the maybe sober alcoholic is just experiencing vitamin deficiency, or was she drinking?
She says she'll be in the hospital for a couple of days as they want to put her on IV fluids and try to get her levels all sorted out.
Whatever happened, I'm glad she called her son for help, and I'm glad she's in the hospital if she needs to be there.
She did actually sound a bit more like how she sounds as "sober Trainwreck", and more coherent again. She sounded grateful that her son was around to help, and to be in a hospital, so all of those are good things.
We got home, and my Sweetie made a very nice meal. He made more or less a tabbouleh salad,and baked red peppers with tasty stuff in them. He worked hard on making it festive.
Our Christmases aren't necessarily very "traditional" anymore, but somehow they are how we celebrate now. Part of me misses the huge feast, but part of me was pretty happy eating a meal that wouldn't leave me feeling bloated and guilty afterwards.
I did have a rare glass of sweet wine, a muscat type that was VERY TASTY.
We "watched" another of our favorite movies for Christmas, "Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang" and of course I fell asleep part way through. I am terrible for sleeping through movies. It's just so cozy.
So yes, our Christmas is very small and very different from how we both grew up, but at the same time it was nice and quiet and peaceful, we have our home, our animals, plenty of food and comforts, and each other.
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Date: 2024-12-26 09:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-12-27 08:09 am (UTC)Part of me was pretty resentful that Trainwreck was once again disturbing my peace of mind, but who knows how much of it was deliberate, or what.
That's the issue with someone like this. Is she REALLY in trouble, or is she just looking for attention...why am I talking with her twice a day just to make her feel better about circumstances she created?
In a weird way, her needing to be in a hospital clarified that a bit. She was sick. Okay.
It is incredibly difficult to know what her REAL situation is, and very hard to tell someone who is "going through something" at Christmas to just leave you alone.
The problem is, she's pretty much always "going through something".
I decided that even if she literally just died this year, I was going to live my life and enjoy Christmas with my husband and the animals.