Sunday Coffee – 2019 in Review

This year…didn’t really go as I’d planned/hoped/expected. Pretty much everything my family expected from the year got turned on its head. Not all of it was bad or anything, just different. And really, just so FULL. My extended family added two new babies, a new spouse, and a new fiancé. We had a total of seven surgeries spread out across the summer. Morrigan graduated high school and spent a week out at the Appalachian Trail. Ambrose took his SATs and was on the homecoming court. Laurence performed in multiple plays in addition to doing tons of volunteer hours. In many ways, it would be hard to wrap up the year if I just had to list out All The Things (hence monthly wrap-ups!). Instead, I’ve looked back at the year as a whole and marked down the things that really defined it for me, both good and bad. These are roughly in time order.

Hives. In the last couple days of 2018, I began to break out in hives. For the next five months, they plagued me, and even now I’m on tons of medication to keep them at bay. In the first half of the year, I saw multiple doctors, had multiple tests, took multiple medications. Eventually, to the best that we can figure, we discovered that I’m either allergic to certain kinds of probiotics, or I have an unknown autoimmune disorder that is causing those probiotics to get into my bloodstream from my gut. Fun! Honestly, during those five months, I could barely think of anything but my health. Everything was under scrutiny and I was under constant threat of attack. It was awful. It reminds me of a quote from What Alice Forgot, from a character who has suffered from nearly a decade of health issues:

I understand now why very sick people and the elderly have such a compulsion to tell you everything about their health. My [illness] fills every corner of my mind.

Buzzard Party. I turned 40 in March, which means that I finally got to have my buzzard party – a thing I’ve wanted since I was a teenager. Jason even built me a coffin to lie in. It was awesome.

Carbs. Midway through March, I changed my diet. After seven years of eating low(ish) carbs (about 35-40% of my diet), I changed to a higher carb ratio. And as it turned out, so many of the irregular, inexplicable symptoms I’ve had for all these years were related to the lowish-carb diet. While I still have health issues, I feel about a thousand times better than I did before I started eating this way.

What Alice Forgot. Normally I don’t include books in my year-in-review, because books get their own post. This one is special, however. I read this book at the end of April, and it affected me in so many ways. I was able to use rereads of the book as a coping mechanism for my normal May PTSD moments. It influenced my choice to join a gym and some group activities. It gave me a framework for the last few years of emotional pain/distress and helped me to sort through a lot of that. For about two months, I didn’t read much beyond this one book, and it stands out as a significant part of 2019.

Harry Potter Wizards Unite. I know most people gave up on this game within the first few weeks of playing, but I’ve loved it so much. I love that new things keep being added, and I’m so happy to meet new people through Community Days. It gives me an excuse to go out and spend time walking as well. Conversely, a lot of the exercise regimen I’d built up before this game released came to a halt afterwards, because I spent my time on the game instead. Still, I don’t regret it. I’m working to find balance.

Morrigan. “Full ride to school. No, partial ride to school. No, never mind, no scholarship, cannot afford to go to school. Community college instead. No, military. Won’t be for six months though, gonna go to work now. Oh wait, it’s only been a month but off to the navy now. Um, boot camp didn’t work out, being separated out and sent home. Gonna work until the fall and go to school then. No, let’s just go to school in January and take out lots of loans.” Oy. It’s like we had six months of pinball life.

Fantasy Football. Football has been a big part of the year for a few years now, but this is the first time I’ve ever been in any fantasy football leagues. My brother-in-law set one up for twelve of us, no actual money/gambling involved. It has been an interesting experience, and takes up quite a bit of my time each week. I’ve enjoyed it, but I’m not sure I’d do it again. (Though who am I kidding? I’ll probably do it again, if the family wants to.) PS – I find out after this week’s games if I come in third or fourth in our league. It’s Laurence and me against each other, ha! ETA: PPS – I came in third.

(house in progress)

House. One of my goals this year was to help get our finances under control. This did not happen. Every month, just about, we took more steps back. Eventually we accepted that the only way we’d be able to balance our budget was to downsize. As much as we liked our house, it was too big and too expensive for us. Things went faster than expected once we started the process, and it was a mad scramble to simultaneously move into one house and get another house on the market. Pretty much the last few months of the year were taken up with this project.

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So those things above are the Big Ones for 2019. Some other fun facts include:

  • I saw 25 movies this year, six in theatre, including a fancy dress advanced screening of Downton Abbey (one of my most anticipated films of 2019). My favorites of the year include The Hate U Give, Downton Abbey, MIB International, and Captain Marvel. Favorite theatre experience of the year was definitely the Three Amigos movie party at Alamo Drafthouse.
  • I discovered a lot of TV shows this year. Favorites by far were Big Dreams Small Spaces, The Great British Baking Show, and Good Omens.
  • I stopped tracking habits midway through the year, so for the first time in nearly a decade, I have no idea how many miles I walked, or how many hours I exercised, or how consistent my yoga was, or any of the rest. All I can really say about my health in 2019 was that illness took precedence, my weight stayed pretty much the same within a five pound range the entire year, and dietary changes (above) really helped me feel better despite all the rest.
  • If I’d paid any attention to my goals this year, I’d do a minor wrap-up. Instead, I don’t even remember what they were, because I deleted them about six weeks into the year and made some general goals to improve my personal wellbeing. I think I’m succeeding okay at that, or at least on the cusp of doing so.
  • I wrote more this year than I have in any year since 2016. Not much – only around 10,000 words – but some words are better than no words.
  • I ran outdoors more this year than I have in any year since 2014. Again, not much, but it’s something.
  • No new cats joined my household this year. Ha!

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I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I feel like I’m at the beginning of my own new start. I’m living in a new house which is better for me physically and better for my family financially. My oldest son finally found direction, and my middle son is already preparing for his fall entry into college. I’ve had a few personal epiphanies over the last month, and I’ve begun connecting with people (new friends and old) for the first time in about three years. Each year, I say goodbye to the previous year’s troubles and both hope and plan to make the next year a great one. So far, that hasn’t happened since my life fell apart in mid-2014. It’s been a whole string of bad or mixed years stacked up on each other, some due to bad luck, some due to mental health, some due to bad decisions. I can’t control for all of those things, and I don’t know if 2020 will break the streak. But personally, I’m going into this next year determined to give my all toward making it great.

Happy new year to all of you, and here’s to a fantastic 2020!

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2019 in Books

The end of 2019 is on the horizon, so it’s time for all the wrap-ups to begin. Today, I start with books. I had a fairly good (though quiet) reading year, with 61 total books and another four I abandoned past the 50% line (Aspergirls, Soul of the Sword, The Power of Meaning, The Monstrous Citadel). Here are a few more stats before I begin the traditional book survey hosted by The Perpetual Page-Turner.

Book Type: 52 fiction – 7 nonfiction – 1 play – 1 collection
Fiction Type: 20 speculative – 32 realistic
Media: 29 text – 28 audio – 4 visual
Audience: 47 adult – 11 YA – 3 children’s
Authors: 49 women – 11 men – 1 nonbinary

New to me authors: 25
Most read author(s): Elly Griffiths (12)

Classics: 3
Translations: 1 (Danish)
Books I wish I’d abandoned: 8

Fun fact: My first book of the year was my tenth “City of __” book since I began blogging.

Best bookish experience: Harry Potter Wizards Unite! We have a great community for it in San Antonio. I know this is only peripherally bookish, but hey, it’s Harry Potter and I love Harry Potter!

Best book-related discovery: This year’s discovery is an author, Elly Griffiths, who writes amazing books!! I’m so glad to have found her!

And now for the 2019 End of Year Book Survey! As usual, I skipped questions not relevant to me, and combined others when necessary. Also as usual, this will necessarily be a long post.

1. Best book(s) you read in 2019?
Favorite of the year is one that stands out above the rest: What Alice Forgot by Liane Moriarty, which I read multiple times and which was a major influence on my year. It’s also my answer for MANY of the questions on this book survey, so I’m just going to combine them all into this one question. What Alice Forgot is my most thought-provoking/life-changing book of 2019 (question #13), favorite book by an author previously read (#20), the book that made me cry (#26), and the book that crushed my soul (#28). It’s also involved in two other answers, but I’ll let those come up separately since they deal with characters rather than the book as a whole.

Runners up for favorites: The Vanishing Stair (Maureen Johnson) and The Stranger Diaries (Elly Griffiths)

2. Book you were excited about and thought you were going to love more but didn’t?
I’d highly anticipated Better Than the Best Plan by Lauren Morill but really disliked the messages in that book. Otherwise, I found a graphic memoir called Gender Queer (Maia Kobabe) that I thought I’d love but found it scattered, incomplete, and disappointing.

3. Most surprising (in a good or bad way) book you read?
This is definitely The City in the Middle of the Night (Charlie Jane Anders). The bizarre non-ending of this book still throws me months after reading. (This is also my answer for question #17: Book that shocked me the most.)

5. Best series you started in 2019? Best sequel? Best series ender?
Started: the Ruth Galloway mysteries
Sequel: The Vanishing Stair
Ender: Grave Importance (I think it’s an ender?)

6. Favorite new author you discovered in 2019?
Elly Griffiths, hands down.

8. Most action-packed/thrilling/unputdownable book of the year?
Two fall into this category in 2019. First, there is The Vanishing Stair by Maureen Johnson, which I think I read six times back to back. Then there is the Ruth Galloway mystery series by Elly Griffiths. I read all eleven published books over the course of two weeks. Then I had to forcibly stop myself from going back and rereading them all a second time.

9. Book you read in 2019 that you are most likely to reread next year?
Call Down the Hawk – My reading of this book was so fragmented and affected by PTSD triggers that I have no idea what it was really about or whether I actually liked it. I will go back to it with a bit more wariness and mental preparation next time.

10. Favorite cover of a book you read in 2019?

11. Most memorable character of 2019?
And for my most ironic answer of 2019: Gina from What Alice Forgot. Why ironic? Because she’s not actually in the book. She’s purely a macguffin, but by far the most memorable character I read this year.

12. Most beautifully written book read in 2019?
Two books fall into this category in 2019. First, Tuesday Mooney Talks to Ghosts, which is written in a specific atmospheric style that evokes mystery and deception. Then there’s The Stranger Diaries, which nods back at Victorian ghost stories in its writing in a way that is both careful and not too derivative. The writing in both books are absolutely amazing and impressive.

15. Favorite passage/quote from a book you read in 2019?
I’m terrible at keeping up with quotes from books. Looking back, the one thing that stands out is the opening chapter – yes, the entire thing – of City of Broken Magic. It’s probably the best opening chapter I’ve ever read.

16. Shortest & longest books you read in 2019?
Shortest Book: Strange Planet (144 pgs)
Longest Book: King of Scars (511 pgs)
Shortest Audio: Rosmersholm (2 hr 53 min)
Longest Audio: Return of the Native (15 hr 12 mins)

18. OTP OF THE YEAR
Ruth Galloway and DCI Harry Nelson – though honestly I feel bad about saying this because their relationship is messy and involves infidelity. But I do think the two of them are very good for each other despite everything.

19. Favorite non-romantic relationship of the year?
Alice and Gina (best friends) from What Alice Forgot.

21. Best book you read in 2019 that you read based SOLELY on a recommendation from somebody else?
Akata Witch, recommended by my friend Stephanie

24. Best world-building/most vivid setting you read this year?
I loved the world in/of City of Broken Magic. However, there’s a caveat to this: Sometimes the world-building wasn’t the best written, even though it was a phenomenal world. I also really loved the speculative settings in both City of Ghosts and Tunnel of Bones (Edinburgh and Paris, respectively). Victoria Schwab did such an excellent job making them vivid and vibrant.

25. Book that put a smile on your face/was the most FUN to read?
Starsight! Especially the audio version, which was amazing!!!

27. Hidden gem of the year?
The Stranger Diaries by Elly Griffiths. This should definitely get more attention than it’s received. Plus it was a real gem for me, because it introduced me both to the Ruth Galloway series and to a new author that I love.

29. Most unique book you read in 2019?
The 7 1/2 Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle – What a fascinating way to set up a book!

30. Book that made you the most mad (doesn’t necessarily mean you didn’t like it)?
Gut Reactions, which made me mad enough to rant publicly. I really liked this book until I got to the Really Terrible Parts, and then I flat-out hated it. It’s really too bad.

That’s it for my 2019 year in books! Hope you all had a great reading year, and will have another one coming up in 2020!

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Sunday Coffee – Twenty

Years back, Jason gave me a little heart filled with scrolls that listed things he loved about me. It was a Valentine’s gift, and remains one of my favorite gifts to this day. Today is our 20th anniversary, and I’m going to do the same. Twenty things I love about this person who’s been by my side for the last twenty years.

  1. Jason is the most patient person I know, both with our kids and with me.
  2. He works tirelessly, and even more so when I’m so overwhelmed by what needs to be done that I curl up into my anxiety and become useless.
  3. He never berates me for that anxiety, or my depression, or my PTSD, or my agoraphobia. He just tries to help.
  4. He still loves silly childhood things, like peanut butter sandwiches and macaroni and the Muppets.
  5. He became a fan of the Cleveland Browns a decade ago, for no real reason except that they always lost, and he stayed a fan until they picked up a scummy guy who’d been dropped by the Chiefs after assaulting a woman. I love him for both his silly cheering for a losing team, and for sticking to his principles when that team let him down.
  6. I never know what kinds of gifts he’ll come up with, and he makes the best personalized gift decisions.
  7. He’d be a history professor or a kindergarten teacher if money were no object, and yet he keeps working his boring job for the money so that our family doesn’t have to work.
  8. If I caw at him, he caws back, and vice versa. He’ll sing a baseline from a particular hip hop song that neither of us knows, and I’ll sing him the next line. He remembers the “small-cano” and how ol’ New York was once New Hamster Dance. We have 20+ years of inside jokes and memories shared.
  9. He can improv like no one I’ve ever known, whether in song form or straight-out wit. He might claim he’s not the sharpest hammer in the dishwasher, but he is.
  10. Not only can he program in multiple coding languages and win just about any trivia contest, he can lay floors, install/fix plumbing, build furniture, replace doors and windows, and do most electrical work.
  11. He cooks for the family. Thank god.
  12. He gets excited about particular topics and spends ages researching, reading, and learning about them. The first time I saw him do this was early in our marriage, when he became obsessed with Nova Scotia. Hence me nicknaming his newest interest “his current Nova Scotia.”
  13. He’s the best tarot reader I know.
  14. At big gatherings, you’ll find him with the little kids, reading them books with crazy voices or getting involved in crazy games. Kids adore him, and he’s great with them.
  15. He’s always writing. Sometimes he writes novels that end up being over a million words long, with no intention to ever publish. He just likes to write.
  16. He loves learning languages and knows a little bit of a whole lot of them.
  17. Even if he’s not good at something, he keeps working at it. Even if he never gets good at it. He never gives up.
  18. He’s a spontaneous singer. Whatever’s in his head. Sometimes with new lyrics (see improv above).
  19. Dad jokes. All. The. Time.
  20. He’s sweet. He’ll rub my feet or scrub my back or buy me chocolate when he’s out running an errand. Little things to show he’s thinking about me.

Twenty years is a long time, and no twenty-year marriage hasn’t had its share of problems. But we take those conflicts and work with them, and weave them into the tapestry that is our life together and the home we make. We celebrate the good things, and the things we love together, and the things we share. We celebrate the ways we conquer the negatives in order to focus on the positives. Back when we first got married, our wedding reception invitations included a quote that we still hold true:

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

-Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Happy anniversary, my love.

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Christmas Stories From Young Children

One of my favorite Christmas traditions involves a few tree ornaments that Jason and I bought way back around 2003:

Though they are meant to hang on the tree, we’ve never put them up there. They’re full of blank pages, and we chose to designate one book for each of us. When the boys were very young, we told them to each write a story in their book. Morrigan was about seven years old and was able to write and illustrate his story alone. Ambrose, at five years old, was able to write his – but the words were pretty illegible, so Jason penned in the real words so that we could continue to read every year. Laurence, age three, wasn’t all that great at writing letters yet. Instead, he told Jason what words to write and drew the pictures himself. Every year, we reread these three stories aloud. Every year, the boys either get giddy over the prospect, or groan aloud at how bad they are. Doesn’t matter. It’s tradition, and one that we all love (even in those teen years when we claim we hate it).

Laurence: The Tiger That Sounded Like a Tiger

Once upon a time, there was a tiger. He bit someone’s hand. He was a very naughty tiger. Then, he made a big Christmas tree, and decorated it with different kinds of ornaments: a cake, balls, and a star on top. There was a stamp of a Christmas tree on one of his kitchen counters. He didn’t have any blinds on his curtains, so the sun came in…and knocked the calendar down! The calendar had a big Christmas tree on it. His house was like our house, but with different toys. The tiger used up all the oil in his oil can to make a meal. The end.

Ambrose: The Girl at Christmas That was Bad

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Hoohoo. And then it was getting dark. [extra picture labeled “fly”] And it was before Christmas. And then it was bedtime. [extra pictures labeled “owl” and “butterflies going home to sleep”] Then they ate their chocolate and then they brushed their teeth and they went to sleep and then it was Christmas. [extra pictures labeled “stocking” and “Christmas butterfly”] But then she looked in her stocking – but it was empty! 9 ornaments. 6 Christmas trees. And Santa returned. Ho! Ho! Ho! The end.

Morrigan: The Girl That was Bad on the Day Before Christmas [Mom’s note: he didn’t know what to write so he copied Ambrose’s idea. We tease him about this every year.]

Once there was a girl who was never in trouble when she was bad. She was bad almost every day! [pictures labeled “the girl” and “the mom” with the latter saying “You are not in trouble” in a speech bubble] Then one day before Christmas she did something very bad. She opened the car motor. But, no punishment. Then, the next day, she looked in her stocking. Nothing. [picture: girl with speech bubble “what?”] Then, she dumped it out to make sure. Do you know what was in her stocking. The food she hated most, chicken noodle soup, and a pet grasshopper. The bug she hated most. That tought [sic] her a lesson. Do not ever be bad. And she didn’t. The end.

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I just adore these ridiculous stories from the minds of very young kids. I wish I could have included all of the illustrations but the ones I did will have to do. Also note: Jason never wrote a story for his book. I wrote a short story for mine but we never read it because it’s too long. The boys later wrote varying amounts of “sequels” or other stories in their books in later years. (Morrigan’s, called “How Gingerbread Men Were Made,” only says “Up” before he gave up on it, ha!) There are still plenty of pages left. Perhaps one day there will be grandkids to fill them up with other toddler-aged fun stories. And groan while grandma and grandpa gleefully read them aloud to embarrass them. Ha!

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Race Report: Elf Run 5K

A year ago, my friend Stephanie and I participated in the Elf Run 5K, which benefitted the Children’s Rehabilitation Institute. It was a 5K that included an adaptive portion for children and adults with disabilities, and part of the route went through Morgan’s Wonderland. We loved the 5K, and decided to participate again this year. It was the second 5K we signed up for in 2019, though we decided to skip the first when we found out that 1) there would be over 20k people there, and 2) packet pickup alone was supposed to make us wait in line for several hours. Oy. Anyway, this event is pretty small (I prefer them that way!), and we were excited to go.

(awkward me waiting to start)

Sadly, Stephanie came down with a migraine the night before and had lingering effects in the morning, so she was unable to come. This, of course, ramped up my anxiety terribly. I don’t like doing 5Ks alone. I don’t mind the actual walk/run itself alone; it’s the waiting around before and after which feel awkward and disconnected, especially when surrounded by big groups of folks. If this 5K had been in a new location, a place I’d never been, I never would have made it out. As it was, I had to force myself to go (and not to beg Jason to go with me). I did offer to let the boys come be my walking partner, but nooooo… (Ha!)

I did make it out. I’m proud of myself for that. I conquered the morning’s anxiety, and I decided that I might try to run a few parts of the 5K. The route was pretty flat, and I thought, why not? Of course, I did a lot of things wrong:

  • I wore the wrong sports bra, not supportive enough for running because I hadn’t anticipated running beforehand
  • I dressed too warmly for the sudden descent of fog and muckiness that enveloped us before the 5K began (see photo below).
  • I didn’t bring water or headphones, sigh.

(awkward me after finishing)

Still. I did it. I ran about 1 1/3 miles of the 5K, in several sections, the longest of which was half a mile. My random, last-minute goal had been to run 1.5 miles and complete the 5K in under 50 mins. Instead, I was just shy of the run goal and came in at 51:45 – probably slower than I could walk the event, to be honest. This is how it was when I first started running in 2011 as well. In fact, my first run/walk 5K time from back then is very similar to this one (53:54). Slow or not, I’m still happy that I got that much running in. I tried to keep it as comfortable as possible as I went along.

Like I said, the event was very small – 135 people total in the non-adaptive 5K. I came in 110th (ha!), 60th of the 80 women, and 15th out of 21 in my division. Abysmal, heh. But that’s okay – I wasn’t there to try to win. My win was making it out in the first place, and then pushing myself toward a goal. In fact, since I gained all this weight back, this is the fastest 5K I’ve participated in. There’s only been three, but each one has gotten a little faster – 54:10 (walk/run), 54:07 (walk), and now this walk/run at 51:45. It’s not a lifetime personal best (which remains 33:43), but it’s a current personal best, and a time to beat. It gives me a little goal to work toward.

Best of all, the event was FUN. There was a running dinosaur on the route, and a Santa dancing the cumbia, and awards for people of all ages (including three women in their 70s and 80s who could have rivaled me at my peak!). A great cause and a great time. Can’t wait for next year!

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Here and Now and Then, by Mike Chen

Kin is a time-traveling agent helping to capture inter-time criminals. One one mission, he’s stranded in 1996 with no way to contact his rescue crew. As hope of rescue drains away, so does his memory of his life in the present. He begins a new life in the past. Now, eighteen years later, his retrieval unit arrives far too late. It’s 2014, and Kin has a wife and a teenage daughter. In the present, a fiancé awaits him after he’s been gone for only two weeks.

In some ways, this is a classic sci-fi story of time travel and space-time continuum. In others, it’s a literary story of a man caught between two lives due to traumatic memory loss. This second is the reason I picked up the book, because I’m generally not a time-travel, sci-fi kind of person. In reading it, I ended up in two minds. It was a well-written book, with the science well-thought out and the government protocols believable. At the same time, a few plot developments felt a bit cop-out. I can’t give specifics without spoilers, but I will say that if the circumstances had been tweaked in a few of these situations, the characters would have had far more difficulty in adjusting. Some of the conflicts were too easily resolved. Perhaps it wasn’t literary enough for me? I also would have loved to see some of the situation from other points of view than Kin’s. Kin’s focus was extremely narrow, and to see through the eyes of Penny, Miranda, Markus, or others would have helped to round out the book a bit more.

Still, it was a solid book that managed to keep my attention even while in the midst of a turbulent time at home. It would have been easy to give up and take the book back to the library, but I always wanted to persist, though it took me weeks to finish purely due to circumstances. To me, that’s a mark of a good story.

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Sunday Coffee – Rudolph and Faline

I’ve told this story before on the blog, years ago, so I apologize for the repeat. There’s a special reason I’m repeating it, though. Background:

Back when I was a little kid (somewhere three to five years old), my mom took my sister and I out to pick out an ornament for the tree. My family had very little money. Most of our ornaments involved popcorn strings and raisin boxes covered in wrapping paper. We went to whatever the early-80s equivalent to a dollar store was, and picked out an ornament each. My sister Becky got a red hollow plastic deer covered in a felt-like fur and with stickers for eyes. I got a white deer of the same quality. Her deer was a boy (antlers!) so he got to be Rudolph. Mine was a girl, and because we couldn’t remember the name of Rudolph’s girlfriend in the movie, we named her Faline (Bambi’s girlfriend – it makes sense!). For years, Rudolph and Faline were front and center, always together, on our Christmas tree.

(Christmas 2000)

As you can imagine, these ornaments got really beat up over the years. They became discolored. They lost patches of “fur” and some of their stickers. When Becky and I left home, I took Faline with me (I can’t answer for Rudolph). Faline was so forlorn alone on my tree that Jason and I found a partner for her. It was also a hollow red deer with sticker eyes and “fur,” though it looked slightly different from the original Rudolph. Faline didn’t mind. Tradition continued, and the two deer remained at the front of the tree.

(Christmas 2012)

So as I’ve said over the last few weeks, my family has been moving and therefore late to decorate for Christmas. We finally took the boys out to buy this year’s ornaments on Friday evening, and then we decorated the tree. Unfortunately, when Jason opened up the drawer of fragile ornaments where Faline lives…

I’m not sure what happened to my poor girl over the last year or in transit for this move, but my oldest ornament has met her last year. To be honest, I feel okay about this. I’m a really big nostalgic mourner, so an incident like this could have unreasonably upset me. This year, however, I feel it’s simply time. Faline will spend her last year on the Christmas tree as half a deer, and then I will take the two halves of her and bury her in my memory box. It was just her time. For an ornament that probably cost a quarter, she sure lasted a good 35+ years, not to mention countless moves over the years. She even managed to keep one of her sticker eyes all that time. It’s kinda astonishing.

Farewell, Faline. My Christmas tree won’t be the same without you.

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Starsight, by Brandon Sanderson (audio)

In this sequel to Skyward, Spensa is trying to learn about her lineage and the ancient potential for magic that she’s inherited. Unfortunately, her planet’s prison guards are getting more violent by the day. It seems that soon they’ll decide to destroy her people altogether. When an alien crash-lands, grievously wounded, she gives Spensa the opportunity to go on a spying mission with the intent to find a way to move her people far away from their dying planet, to find peace and freedom.

I really enjoyed this book. It had some flaws – too much repetition of the same personality quirks/jokes (which seems to be consistent in Sanderson’s YA novels); a lot of predictability – but was generally a well-paced and well-plotted story. My favorite thing about Sanderson is his ability to peel back layers that show how often our perspectives are skewed. There’s no such thing as “good guys” and “bad guys.” War is a battle of perspectives. These are themes explored in much greater depth in his adult novels, but they were well-handled here also.

My favorite thing, however, was the audio production. I so very rarely listen to YA on audio. I don’t generally like the way narrators read teen voices and inflections. Unfortunately, my library was way behind on ordering new books and this one hadn’t entered the process yet. I was quite anxious to read it! A sample from Audible made it clear that I wouldn’t be too annoyed by the vocalizing, so I went ahead and got the book. Now I want to go back and listen to the first one! Suzy Jackson was amazing! I didn’t want to stop listening (so too bad that I was in the middle of moving, right??). Her narration was definitely an enhancement to the book, and I think I liked it better than I would have in print. That’s always a sign of a wonderful performance. This is the first thing I’ve heard her read, so I’ll have to keep an eye out for more books in the future. Highly recommended!

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WW – That Time I Ran a 10K While Walking a Half Marathon

A friend of mine ran her first 10K this weekend. She began running a few months ago as part of a weight loss regimen, coupled with weight training and healthy eating. Her 10K wasn’t an official event, but one she ran on her own. She did an amazing job! Her determination made me think back to the only time I’ve ever run a 10K, which happened to be at the same time as the only time I’ve ever walked a half-marathon. (Notably, my friend who just ran her first 10K was part of the group walked that same half-marathon!) Since I’m currently busy trying to move into one house and out of another, I thought I’d put up a throwback post from January 2013 (my notes from today in bold):

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A full year ago, an idea was presented to the San Antonio Spark team, an idea to spend a year training and then to walk an unofficial half-marathon together. The idea was to bring together people of all ages, sizes, and abilities to accomplish something fantastic, something many people never do. (This idea was presented by a wonderful woman named MaryJane, or MJ, who was one of the most dedicated people in the training group. Hi, MJ!!) I loved the idea right away. At the time we started training, I had lost 70 lbs and just crossed the line from obese to overweight.

I had never walked longer than about 5.5 miles, but I thought I would be up to the training for an eventual 13.1 miles. I was very enthusiastic about the plan, and came to almost every Saturday training, plus I walked my extra training miles throughout the week. In the beginning, there was a lot of enthusiasm from our local Spark team, and throughout the year, that enthusiasm would wax and wane in waves. Many of the people who started training dropped away, but we also picked up many newcomers as the year passed. Sometimes our walking group was huge, sometimes very small.

In June, we chose the location of where we would eventually walk our Half, and began to train there.

Not long after that, I had to stop training for three months due to my stress fracture. I jumped back into training after that, but by the end of September, I realized that the 7-9 mile walks were interfering with my leg’s healing process, and I had to drop from the group. I still walked 5-6 days a week, anywhere from 1-5 miles, but I never went over the 7-mile line, which seemed to be the most I could do without irritating the parts of my leg that were healing. As our chosen date of January 12, 2013 approached, I honestly didn’t know if I’d be able to do the full half-marathon. I wasn’t willing to go through with it if there was any indication that I might get injured again, but I was definitely planning to go out with the group and cheer on the participants.

Saturday, January 12, 2013 was a very mild, muggy day in San Antonio that kept threatening rain (though thankfully it held off). I hadn’t gotten much sleep that night, because I’d gotten this crazy idea the day before:

I didn’t know if I could walk the full half-marathon, but what if I succeeded in some other way that day? What if I ran my first 10k? 

I had never run longer than 3.5 miles before, and I hadn’t run at all since December 19th. Despite that, I mapped out a route for myself: 7.2 miles – allowing for a half-mile walking warm-up and cool-down. Then I mapped out an additional 6-mile route that I could walk afterwards if my legs felt up to doing the entire half-marathon. The 10K idea made me both nervous and excited. I had set a goal for myself, a very high goal, and frankly, I don’t like to fail at my goals. (Oh, poor me these last few years – I need to get back to this old level of confidence in my ability to complete goals!! I miss this!!)

When I arrived at the trailhead where we were to start, I was surprised just how many people had come out to walk, run, ride, or man the volunteer stations along the way with water and food. Here we are: (My friend who just ran the 10K is on the far left in the pink jacket. Hi, Heidi!!)

We had all different sorts of people there: people in their twenties and people in their seventies; people who have lost a lot of weight and people who have lost little; people with disabilities, injuries, or illnesses and people in perfect health; people who have never done anything athletic and people who have completed half-marathons and triathlons. We had family and friends and pets out to participate or support us. We all had SA Spark Half-Sparkathon bibs that MJ made for us. The 8:00 am start time came around and we were ready to go!

I walked my first half-mile with some of the faster walkers, then stopped to stretch for about a minute before starting off on my first ever attempt to run a distance longer than 3.5 miles. My goal was to go out slow and steady, at a pace and heart rate that I felt like I could sustain for a long time. I didn’t want to push too hard, especially at the beginning. For the first 2.5 miles, fellow Sparker Terry ran with me before she turned back to walk with a few other Sparkers. She told me she hadn’t run in months, but she did a fantastic job and went further than she originally expected. It was great to have her company during those miles. Here we are coming over the largest hill on the course.

After Terry rejoined the walkers, I put on an audiobook (The Chopin Manuscript – it was perfect for this event!) and just kept plodding away. I was surprised at how easy the run felt. My heart rate stayed around 177, I never felt out of breath, and I enjoyed myself immensely. My GPS wasn’t working very well, so I actually ended up running a bit more than I was supposed to (6.35 miles), but my pace was even all the way through, and so I was able to calculate my 10K time – 82:01, or a 13:14/mi (4.54 mph) pace. I was expecting it to be slower than that, and am very pleased with the result!

Not long after I stopped running, one of our cyclists, Suzanne, brought me a banana and kept me company for awhile as I finished out my first route. I got some food from the volunteer table, and decided to go for the entire half-marathon as my legs weren’t at all tired by that point. I took the second route a lot slower, and stopped several times to stretch out my legs. Right around 9-10 miles, I started feeling the strain, but by that point, I had no choice but to walk back to the start, so I knew I was going to finish. I walked a bit more than I was supposed to, and ended at 13.4 miles in 3:53:14 (no idea what the actual half-marathon time was). Our photographer got this picture of me right after I finished.

Even though I was done, I waited with the volunteers at the table for the next few hours as different Sparkers crossed the finish line at different times and distances. In the days since, I’ve seen our team post that they walked anywhere between 12.5 and 13.8 miles. Most of us had never in our lives walked that far before. For all of us, it was a fantastic experience. It was great to see the last of our group cross the finish line triumphant – the originator of this entire plan, MJ, surrounded by friends and family.

I am so glad that I did this. So glad that I stuck with this idea and trained on my own when I could no longer do the larger distances every week. So glad I came out not knowing if I’d make it, just to be with my team. So glad I pushed myself. So glad to learn that I love longer runs much better than shorter ones, when I just pay attention to the way I feel and not to how fast I’m going. So glad to be part of a team that comes together to make amazing, wonderful things happen.

I started this one-year journey at 70 lbs lost, just barely overweight instead of obese. I end this journey at 97 lbs lost, and just a few pounds from being at a healthy BMI. In this last comparison picture, it’s harder to see the difference these last 27 lbs have made, because many of them are more visible from the side, or are focused on places like my collarbones and the bagginess around my chin. But even if the proof isn’t as visible in picture, it’s so very visible in achievement. A year ago, I had never run longer than a mile without stopping, or walked longer than 5.5 miles. I have now run longer than a 10K, and walked/run longer than a half-marathon. What an amazing difference a year can make!!

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Readers, if you’re still with me at this point – I’m in awe of my 2012 self, and inspired for my fitness journey going forward. I don’t know that I’ll ever walk another half-marathon – to this day, seven miles seems to be the limit before my body complains – but I will walk long distances, and run long distances, and find folks to do these sorts of things with again. To me, this isn’t a just a story of achievement, but one of community and love and the power of groups working together toward a goal.

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Strange Planet, by Nathan Pyle

I think most people will recognize the cover art of this book – if not the specific picture, then the style of it. Strange Planet (the comic) has been around quite some time, though I’m not sure of specifics. All I know is that I’ve seen it around quite a bit over the years, and then at some point I began following the artist to get the new comics, and then I put a copy of the book on hold as at my library as soon as it published. Two of my sons follow the artist as well and were excited about the book (temporarily) coming home.

Okay. So there’s really not much I can say about the book. It’s a collection, and I’m terrible at reviewing collections. Really, if you like the online comic, then this is more of the same, so you can read a bunch all at once. It was relatively short (so I never got tired of reading through it, as I can do with some comic collections), and enjoyable all the way through.

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