“X-ray”

 

    Here are my after and before pictures of my feet. On November 1, 2020, I had a double bunionectomy-osteotomy. This means I had bunions removed on both feet, along with bone cut and repositioned with a screw. My podiatrist asked me if I wanted one foot at a time done or both at once. After just a few minutes of thought, I said, “both, let’s just get this done.”

    My bunion journey has been a long one. Several years before Covid, my feet began hurting in certain shoes I would wear. Soon, they would hurt even when wearing tennis shoes. Aesthetically, it was getting hard to look down at my feet. To me, they looked worse than the x-ray on the right. The bone was protruding. I didn’t wear flip-flops last summer, they looked so bad. Today, I look down at my feet and smile. I’m still excited about the results. I have new feet!

    It is a six month recovery with this surgery. May will mark the end of my recovery period. I still can’t wear every shoe, as my feet are still a bit tender. And that’s fine with me. I was fortunate to have my husband take over with the household as I was sentenced to my bed for a month post-surgery. Slowly, I began to shuffle from one room to the next. Before the morning of surgery, I packed my lap top and an art supply bag and put it next to my bed. I was prepared to keep myself busy while recovering. 

    Two wonderful things came out of this surgery: New feet and being forced to be still. I tuned up my art skills during this time and watched YouTube sketch journal videos. I also practiced lettering and as Christmas approached, I painted some amazing rocks. They turned out quite nice.

    There’s always a silver lining if we look for one!

“Wedding”

 

    And the two became one today. This was a lovely wedding at St. Elizabeth Anne’s Catholic Church in Las Vegas. The wedding attendance was on the smaller side, which made for a more intimate and very sweet celebration. The reception was held at a reception nearby, catered and tastefully decorated.

    Who doesn’t love the first dance with the new bride and her father. They danced to the song “Unforgettable” by Nat King Cole. The dance was sentimental and lighthearted at the same time. I think the photos convey that feeling.

                                                    Cheers to the Cassandra and Lorenzo! 🥂

“Vegas”

     

    Well, here we are in Las Vegas. We arrived yesterday and attending a wedding today. The best man in our wedding’s daughter is getting married. So, here we are.

    We gambled a little last night. My husband and I both broke even. I like Wheel of Fortune, while he heads for the Black Jack table. He actually came from the table $100 ahead. Sadly, this morning while I was at the spa - he is now in the negative. There’s always tonight! Gambling…what a racket. Very few get lucky and leave the casino with a jackpot.

    I’ll tell you what you can count on at a nice Casino Resort and that is good food. There are some amazing restaurants here with high caliber chefs. As a matter of fact, sometimes you can’t even get in to be seated. Planning and reservations are a must, which we have not mastered yet, but we fare well.

    My son attended a two year academic program in Utah and we would have to fly into Vegas, rent a car and drive to go see him. Hence, we became a little familiar with Las Vegas. Our hotel of choice is the Aria. Shopping is very pricey here, so I don’t do much of that, but I sure enjoy a spa day.

    This evening we will witness two become one. 

    My husband and I will be married 35 years this August. I would have to say the motto for my marriage has been “through thick and through thin.” 

    It ain’t easy

"Undertow"

 

    I live 5 minutes from the ocean and am a faithful beachgoer, so the undertow has always been a concern of mine. I enjoy swimming in the ocean. Every now and then, I'll hear about someone in the Monterey Bay being taken out to sea by an undertow. There are certain beaches that are known to have recurring rip tides; it's always a good idea to become familiar with a beach before venturing into the water. After learning more about the undertow, I could spot them along the shore. It's an eery feeling when I see one. My son is a surfer and well educated about ocean currents. He pointed out a diagram like this one and it helped me to understand what I was seeing.

    Merriam Webster's definition of an undertow: 1 : the current beneath the surface that sets seaward or along the beach when waves are breaking upon the shore. 2 : an underlying current, force, or tendency that is in opposition to what is apparent.

    The speed of an undertow as it goes back toward the sea is alarming. The only way out of one should you get trapped in it, is to swim parallel out of it (to the side). As you can see, it is a narrow stream of water with great force. 

    With summer upon us, many will be heading for the Santa Cruz beaches. I always post a YouTube video about the danger of riptides and how to escape one on social media as summer approaches.

    If you love the ocean water as much as I do - stay safe out there!  

    

    

“Travel”

 

     This image was my view out the window of the plane I was traveling in en route to Las Vegas, Nevada this morning. We departed from San Jose, California. I believe these are mountains in Southern Nevada. I love the variations of blue in the sky. My husband and I were invited to a birthday celebration dinner for my son’s girlfriend, Carianna. She is thirty-two years old (or young I should say). They live in Austin, Texas. 

    We used to travel quite a bit before Covid. With our kids getting older, our reins have become looser. The pandemic hit and travel was to be put on the back burner. We flew a few times last year and the experience was quite different - the stress of Covid loomed throughout the airport, in the plane and also at the point of destination. Today, it was a relief to not be required to wear a mask in the airport and in flight.  It was refreshing to see the airport parking lot full and most of all to see the smiles of fellow travelers; no longer hidden behind their masks. Some still choose to wear their mask. I still keep sanitizer in my bag and I avoid all handrails. With that being said, it was a refreshing day of travel. 

    We’re Austin bound in July!

“Stevie Nicks - Sara” 🎶

         Stevie Nicks and the 80’s…this song. It all started with Fleetwood Mac of course. I’ve seen them many times in concert. This band has such a unique sound. Their music almost has a culture of it’s own. It makes you feel ‘something.’ Their lyrics tell stories like most songs, while their sound is somewhat haunting. When I heard her sing this song, my world stood still for 5 minutes. It was an incredible performance by Fleetwood Mac. I read that this song is about her unborn child. She never did have children of her own, which she has said is one of her greatest regrets in her life. Her children were her many songs, I suppose. Choices.

    When Stevie took a hiatus for a while from Fleetwood Mac, she gave birth to a solo career. She hired two women as her background vocalists who were phenomenal. They complimented her voice so well. I’ve seen her perform as a solo artist. She is quite personable on stage. I appreciated the way she told short stories in between songs about her life and her music.

    

    I am planning to see her in concert at the Red Rock amphitheater in Denver, Colorado in May. I’m looking forward to my moment in time again when I was very young; as she belts out the vocals to Sara.

"Rescue"

 

       This adorable little creature was found huddled in a corner on the vanity in my bathroom, behind an artificial plant. He was very scared. I have a deck off my master bedroom, where I often sit and he must have haphazardly flown in while the doors were open. It looked as though he was probably flying around my bathroom for a bit, looking for safety; as I found remnants of his presence in the tub and near the window. Thankfully, he found what he thought was his natural habitat in the corner. There he sat.

    My husband found him sitting there after he heard peeps of some sort and begin to look for the source of the sound. Upon discovering him, he gently scooped him up and it was like the little fellow knew he was in good hands (literally). Together, they walked to the back patio deck and my husband said, “now, go fly back to your family little one.” 

    Simple little moments like this are worth cherishing 🤎