When life hands you lemoms...

In my life I am lucky enough to have a number of people who inspire me. One in particular is an aunt who is mine through marriage. She is our adventurer.

She has skydived, just to see how it felt.
She and her group of friends have gone to Hades to help out at hospitals and an orphanage. They even transported an entire playground over there and built it for the children.
She has swam in the ocean, even though she has a major phobia of drowning and is by no means an avid swimmer. (She wears a life jacket in the pool, for pete's sake!)

This time, she and her gang trooped on down to Honduras and zip-lined. sounds like fun, right? one tiny little problem though ... she could not get the dang thing to slow down, let alone stop. So, rather than do a full face plant into the rather massive tree at the end of the first line, she put her foot up. Result -- broken middle toe and ball of her foot as well as pulled muscles in her back and scrapes and bruises.

She never got to finish the rest of the lines or soak in the hot springs. They took her to a private hospital, where she was xrayed, cleaned, bandaged and casted. The hospital gave her their very best 1920's era crutches and some very good, if unknown, pain killers.
Back at the resort, she was moved to a main floor room and treated like royalty for the duration of her stay. She had some pretty interesting signatures on her cast, including the doctor, who she plans to stay in contact with.

Did she call home and worry her husband and kids? No! It happened on Thursday and she didn't say word one about it until she was back in Toronto on Monday. Did she complain about the safety of the zip-line company? No! She praised them for their care and speed at getting her the medical help she so desperately need -- as well as them paying for it all. Did she bitch and gripe back at the resort? No way! She laughed and joked through the last half of her vacation. She told anyone who asked, that she was having wild, crazy sex and smashed her foot off a cement wall. (Some people really do not get her sense of humour)

She and her group of friends are already planning their next adventure. Look out world -- these ladies are coming!

She is one of the best lemonade makers I have ever had the priviledge to know!

The start of a new year ... again!

How many times has the chime of the clock at that magical hour, or the dropping of the ball at that same precise moment brought promises of bettering ourselves or the world from our lips? How many promises have you made and broken? Or, maybe you are one of the few that actually followed through with your promise. I salute you if this is the case.

My personal list of broken or forgotten New Year's resolutions over the years is longer than the road leading to my door... and that's pretty darn long. I vow to get in shape - What's so wrong with the shape of an apple anyway? I vow to lose weight - I am positive I keep finding that which everyone else has lost instead! I vow to quit smoking - well cutting down is a start anyway. I vow to do something good for the enviroment - does letting the grass grow longer to help fill the air with oxygen count? I vow to be a kinder, gentler human being - until someone messes with one of my kids, anyway. I vow to... The list goes on

So this year I have made one and only one resolution... I will do everything I can everyday to be the best me I can be! That should just about covered it all.

Have a fantastic year everyone!

Jojo xo