Okay, so I know I said I was going to write about my art, and I will....I will. I promise. But first I just needed to let out that huge sigh of relief that so many of us parents give when Christmas is over. C'mon now, I know you are relieved. I mean, all that shopping and battling crowds, and rushing and cooking and wrapping and thinking of what to buy and and and.......it is enough to make a person absolutely wacko!!!! And I for one feel a total sense of calm and peace when I know that now I do not need to hit the stores or wrap another present. Of course, my living room looks like Hurricane Katrina made a return visit, and I have two kids with cabin fever around the house for the next week, but, that is okay. It is okay because, even tho I know there are tons of you out there who thrive on and love the craziness of the holidays preparation, I, for one, am just getting WAY too old for it!
When the kids give me a chance to get back to my computer again, or they return to school (whichever comes first!) I will write my post about my art.....
In the meantime, enjoy the craziness and the preparations of New Years Eve!!!!!
Keep creative!
Cat
Friday, December 26, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Let Me Introduce Myself!
Hello! Here I am..this is my first blog, or, should I say, attempt at a blog. I still for the life of me cannot figure out why anyone would call something like this a "blog", but they did, and here I am, so here goes.
My name is Cathy, Cat for short. I live in a small coastal town in Maine, with my husband, 10 year old twins Brett and Ali (, now there's a handful), my 26 year old adult daughter, and her 3 year old daughter, 2 cats, and 2 fish. The house is crowded, especially when my then pregnant daughter needed to move back home, into my family room. All my other family (mom, siblings) live far away, and I am unable to see them very often, a fact that bothers me immensely. Mom and one brother are in Murrels Inlet, SC, my other brother is in Buffalo, Ny, and my sister is in Atlanta. So that is the skinny on my family.
I went to school at the SUNY at Brockport, NY, and graduated in 1979 with a BS in Social Work. I ran group homes and day programs for mentally challenged folks until landing a job with the State of Maine as a social worker. I worked there for almost 20 years, and had every intention of staying there until retirement age. But.......I had my twins when I was already "older"....over 40, and that apparently messed up my body. I ended up spending the next 2 years trying to get the doctors to get me a diagnosis.....which they finally did in 200o. I have fibromyalgia as my main diagnosis, and I have it BBBBAAADDDDD!!! Then I have a wonderful cocktail of other conditions that came along with it, all made worse by the fibro, all chronic. So, after fighting to keep working for a long time, way past when my doctor said I needed to stop, I finally had to retire in 2004. I was devastated. I mean, after working for 20 years, my job became huge part of my identity. So suddenly, who was I? What what I the best at now??? Suddenly, since I was not a wage earner, my family treated my differently. My opinion was not as necessary as it used to be. I had not wanted to retire, and was not ready to retire, and my life was thrown into turmoil.
Next blog......return to my art.....my saving grace
Hello! Here I am..this is my first blog, or, should I say, attempt at a blog. I still for the life of me cannot figure out why anyone would call something like this a "blog", but they did, and here I am, so here goes.
My name is Cathy, Cat for short. I live in a small coastal town in Maine, with my husband, 10 year old twins Brett and Ali (, now there's a handful), my 26 year old adult daughter, and her 3 year old daughter, 2 cats, and 2 fish. The house is crowded, especially when my then pregnant daughter needed to move back home, into my family room. All my other family (mom, siblings) live far away, and I am unable to see them very often, a fact that bothers me immensely. Mom and one brother are in Murrels Inlet, SC, my other brother is in Buffalo, Ny, and my sister is in Atlanta. So that is the skinny on my family.
I went to school at the SUNY at Brockport, NY, and graduated in 1979 with a BS in Social Work. I ran group homes and day programs for mentally challenged folks until landing a job with the State of Maine as a social worker. I worked there for almost 20 years, and had every intention of staying there until retirement age. But.......I had my twins when I was already "older"....over 40, and that apparently messed up my body. I ended up spending the next 2 years trying to get the doctors to get me a diagnosis.....which they finally did in 200o. I have fibromyalgia as my main diagnosis, and I have it BBBBAAADDDDD!!! Then I have a wonderful cocktail of other conditions that came along with it, all made worse by the fibro, all chronic. So, after fighting to keep working for a long time, way past when my doctor said I needed to stop, I finally had to retire in 2004. I was devastated. I mean, after working for 20 years, my job became huge part of my identity. So suddenly, who was I? What what I the best at now??? Suddenly, since I was not a wage earner, my family treated my differently. My opinion was not as necessary as it used to be. I had not wanted to retire, and was not ready to retire, and my life was thrown into turmoil.
Next blog......return to my art.....my saving grace
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