I Love My Job

I Love My Job!!!! Have I said that too many times now? I gotta say that I really love my job and all that it entails. The first and foremost of course meeting really cool people. The second of course that I get to teach. Another being the great massages I get to receive on a pretty regular basis.

Today was one of those really good days when I got a great massage. Hot stones and the works. It felt great, even if it was pretty darn hot in the school room, and I realized it has been way too long since I had a massage.

It is amazing that I did not receive my first massage until I was all done having kids and one month before I went to massage school. I still remember my first massage just like it was yesterday. Hubby made an apointment for me that day before mothers day for a gift. The therapist only had time for a half hour massage. When I got done and we went out to eat, I looked sleepily at hubby and said, "if I can make people feel this great it will be the best job in the world". And guess what? I was right!

Girlies

Princessa!!!

A Rare Moment!!!!

Holidays Over

We received our news today in English and discovered that it was not "burning of the Jews". It was called the "burning of Judah". Big difference I would say. They have over a 100 teens under arrest for violence over the weekend and are trying to decide what to do with them. Sad to see them having trouble with their teens as well.

We had a great Easter and picked up Babies princess dress from the neighborhood seamstress. It turned out beautiful and we will certainly include pics soon. She loves swirling around in it and just plain old being a "princess". Why can't we have them feel beautiful and like "princesses" forever?

Riot Police for Easter

O.K. so we just discovered another really strange tradition here in Costa Rica. While riding home from the grocery store in our taxi we saw several vans of cops in full riot gear in a little barrio or neighborhood close to ours. They were all around the elementary school and the main street. The taxi driver was trying to explain to us what was going on, but we did not really understand it.

Once we got home we had my daughter come out to translate what the heck was going on in town. He told her it was the tradition of "burning the jews". Evidently on Easter eve the teens go crazy and run all over burning everything in sight and call it the "burning of the jews". That sounds pretty messed up to me.

The moral of this story would certainly be not to travel to Costa Rica over Easter if you are Jewish. In fact with a last name like Neumann I believe we will put our big Mormon sign on the gate and keep my hubby with the big snozz in the house tonight.

Pain in the Back

Here we go again, the old lady shuffle for a few days and whining until everyone wants to have me move out, or take a lot of pain pills and shut up. In fact the pain grabbed me in the middle of the night last night, crawled over baby to get to hubby, screaming and cussing all the way to get him to make it stop. Don't really know what the heck he was going to do to make the pain go away and didn't really care, just wanted it to stop.

It kind of reminded me of my first wonderful birth. I had read "Spiritual Midwifery" and all those good books and had a great midwife. After about 24 hours of back labor went into the wonderful hospital at Ft.Sam Houston and had everything done to me and baby that I had read was awful. From the pain killers that knocked me out, but just between contractions, to the forceps, shave and trying to put him on the bottle.

I was a little onry even back then and just ignored them on most things. The fact that Seth was posterior and I was only 18 did not seem to help the awful situation. Man was that painful. But last night took the cake. I mean it felt like someone had put me on the PIT and I was having the worst back labor ever. Good thing there were only five of them. But that was enough to soak me in sweat and put me into shock.

Good thing my tall son was there and he immediately stepped into action. Boiled water and started slapping hot soaks on my back. That did the trick and stopped the spasms. Needless to say I am a little scared to go to sleep. The biggest bummer is I don't think I will be able to run tomorrow. May still be able to do my long hike Saturday, but very gingerly and taking the bus down instead of running. What a baby back I have!