Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Looking for Homeostasis in all the Wrong Places

Homeostasis: The ability or tendency for an organism (like our bodies) to strive toward and maintain balance.   
Example:  Cortisol, an adrenal hormone that influences or regulates many of the changes that occur in the body as a response to stress (e.g.: a quick burst of energy for survival reasons – running up a tree to escape a hungry lion).

Problem: In today’s high-stress society, the stress response is activated so often that the body doesn’t always get the chance to return to normal (picture running up a tree to escape a hungry lion and while you're up there, you get a call from your boss telling you that he needs the proposal in two days, but your twins are having their dance recital tomorrow, and your hubby is out of town on a three-day grueling golf trip).  This can lead to health problems due to too much Cortisol circulating in the body or from too little Cortisol in the body if the adrenal glands have become chronically fatigued (Adrenal Fatigue).

Warning: Possible T.M.I.

Today I mail the saliva testing kit back. Even though it’s my own spit, I get nauseous just typing it. The doctor thinks that I may be experiencing Adrenal Fatigue…that’s not the only part of me that’s fatigued. So we’ll send off these 4 spit-filled vials (gag) to the lab and see what they find. I won’t bore you with details, but if you’re curious about Adrenal Fatigue (think chronically fatigued, but sleep doesn’t relieve tiredness, muscle weakness, overweight, cravings, inflammation, insomnia…sound like fun?) check out these links:

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Taking Back the Crap Room - A Lamp

I haven't crafted in a while, but this weekend, I got the itch. It's probably the thought of Spring being near and all things fresh. I decided to reclaim the craft/guest room.  For the past couple of year, this room has been home to items, boxed and loose, that Lizzie brought when she transfered to a school closer to home.  After a year and a half of trying to figure out what she wanted to be when she grew up, our oldest daughter had an "Aha!" moment:  The things she enjoys most is to be with children and would love to become a teacher. (That was a "Duh!" moment for those of us that know Lizzie because the joy she gets from kids and the joy she brings out in them has always been apparent.)  Eventually, life brought her back home along with way too much stuff that has taken over several areas in our house (Don't get me started!) including our craft/guest bedroom ... now lovingly called The Crap Room.  Anyway,  I decided to reclaim this room, one baby step at a time.  The first baby step was prettying up an old lamp.

After dusting off the lamp shade, I punched holes, in sets of 2, all the way around, as high up as my handheld paper hole-puncher would let me.  Measure your lampshade and spread the holes around evenly.



I threaded a cloth ribbon ($1) through the holes.  I made sure to start at the back, by the seam, so I would end at the back.  I also made sure that the ribbon showed in front between the holes that were farther apart and was inside the shade between the holes that are closer together.


I finished the threading on the inside of the shade.  I tied a tight knot and cut off the ribbon so it wouldn't stick out from underneath.



Not bad for an old lamp and $1 ribbon. 


Now, on to the curtains!

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Blogging at my age?!

Sure, why not?!  It’s a place to put down my thoughts; share some ideas; ask some questions.  It’ll be a place for my brain to doodle.  Here, I won’t worry about coloring inside the lines (tough for me, but I’ll do my best).  Blogs have always seemed to me like the perfect books for someone with ADD; something that can be read in one sitting.  Now it will be a book BY someone with ADD … fun!

It’ll be a place to write my story.  Basically the story is Girl meets Boy; Boy marries Girl; Girl has babies; Boy turns out to be this amazing husband whom without Girl would be lost; and a lot of other stuff happens.  This story is a dramatic comedy.  The plot is sometimes hard to follow, but the characters are fantastic.  I’ll introduce them as they enter the scene.

This can also be a place for you to share your story, or at least your comments, with me.  Be honest.  Be kind -- I find that I can dish it out a lot better than I can take it.  I’m working on that. 

Ok, then.  Welcome to Anabell Lane.