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Happy 2019!!!!!

I don't do resolutions any more. Modeled in the form of a goal makes more sense. I love reaching goals and achieving things that force me out of my comfort zone or push me that much more whether physically, mentally, or emotionally. Unfortunately, that sometimes requires a non-existent monetary foundation. I am keeping my fingers crossed that that non-existent moula will materialize in a week or so.

Last month I received a letter from social security disability informing me of my acceptance into the program. Or at least I think that is what it is. My ridiculous distrust of the system will not allow me to totally accept the possibility until I am "shown the money". Being in a positive state of mind with my glass definitely half full on this first day of a new year, I will mentally begin distributing funds:

1. Pay off all medical bills. These are exceptionally high right now with my son's hospital bill/procedures from November mixing in with my own ever growing mound of …

Once in a cold moon.

The cold moon...pretty awesome...so named because of the time of year and, this year, it's proximity to the winter solstice. Yes, this beautiful gift from nature is happening this Saturday, just in time to welcome the official start of winter.
Native Americans kept track of important responsibilities with the occurrence of season full moon. the Harvest moon in September indicated the time to, yep, you got it...harvest. June's strawberry moon is reflective of the abundance of strawberries at that time on the calendar. The infamous Blue moon happens in the rare situation when there are two full moons in the same month, hence the phrase "once in a blue moon."
"Once in a blue moon". I love that phrase. I love the song Blue Moon. I love the color blue, especially for the winter months. I love snow men, snow fall, and being "snowed in". I love the unpredictability if the phrase "once in a blue moon".
But I do not care for the negative connotation…

Reading about the MonSter

Before I was diagnosed in 2001, I had no idea what MS meant. As an exercise enthusiast and aerobics instructor, my adventures had taken me and my step class to walk for MD, MS, ABCDEFG. What did those letters mean? Were all thesealphabet diseases related? didn't only hold people get them? Were they all a death certificates waiting to be signed? I never though about how I could possibly help to defeat these conditions. Sure , that walk across our state capital city was challenging. There were folks in wheelchairs and adorned with fancy, mysterious walking aids in the mix. Even some physical service dogs joined the ranks of the several hundred participants the year several of us took the road trip   for a fun girl-weekend of exercise, restaurant food, and some time away from the every day of our usual weekend.