Tuesday, January 27, 2015

It's My MUM'S Birthday!

 Friday's is my day at Oma's house.
You see, I wanted to make my MUM a cake for her birthday.
Oma was more than willing to teach me how.
 First Oma got me all set up on the Island with my Monkey.

Then things got serious.
'So let me tell you my version how to bake the 'signature hazelnut roll'

Then you need to whip the cream till it's nice and thick.
Finger test for thickness.

As you can see, I'm really getting into this.

She showed me how to spread the whipping cream with my fingers.

 And told me to leave my  'signature mark'.
 That's all there's to it, MUM!

Happy Birthday MUM!

This was my Mum when she was my age....
Do you think mu Mum looks like me?
And guess what Mum's going to eat for breakfast?

I wuv you MUM!


Monday, January 12, 2015

Too Much Enthusiasm?

My last words of my New Years post reads...
"As I use creative thinking to build upon divine ideas,
my activities become more dynamic and my abilities are enhanced.
Therefore, I enter this new year with optimism, joy and enthusiasm."

Maybe a bit too much!
 This was the day I had been waiting for.
The grands had invited me to go skiing.
 I watched from behind...watched how the boys dressed themselves,
while Tara coached them along.
They no longer needed me, as long as I provided the snacks.
All was going as planned.
"Look at me, Oma!"
"Oma, let's race!"
Enthusiastically, I skied down the hill with a competitive edge.

 Next thing I knew....I was laying on the ground.
One big wipe out... I caught an edge alright.
I lay there trying to gain consciousness of what had just happened.
Before I knew it, the ski patrol team had carefully lifted me onto a ski doo.
By now my enthusiasm was gone.

 And down to the first aid hut...

 Icing my knee...I knew immediately that my ski season was over.

Ski patrol attendants were young, polite and empathetic and very quick to put a smile on my face.
They all knew that our family was raised on the slopes of Manning Park.
Manning Park has seen our family celebrate many events.

So from one enthusiastic ski day to hobbling around home and nursing knee ligaments.
Rehab starts in a few weeks after the swelling goes down.

But what really encouraged me...was my daughter, Mikki.
She's an occupational therapist in Lake Tahoe.

She said, "Oh Mom,  I'm treating patients in their 70's and 80's
with hip and knee replacements getting ready to ski again.
They just can't wait to get back on the hill.
You have a long ways to go!"

I'll be back boys...next season.