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A Change of Plans

Posted in Everyday on June 19, 2015| 5 Comments »

There were a lot of things going on this week. I had to stock up a  brick and mortar shop, tend to my own craft inventory, make plans for the Father’s Day weekend, and soothe my bereaved friend in any way I could, not to mention get my house cleaned, which hadn’t been done for at least two or three weeks. For someone who usually doesn’t have anyone to think of except herself, this week was a challenge for me.

I was all ready to take Thursday evening as the time I would get my act together and organize my time. I situated myself in my comfy chair with my planner/list-maker on my lap, but I was nagged to no end by the windows directly across the room from me. They were filthy, and had been since the snow melted. It had been driving me crazy for weeks and at just that moment, when I decided to get my life in order, I chose instead to wash the windows.

The windows opposite my comfy chair. Oh how glorious to see it sparkle!

What a difference it made! And now, the day after I threw all caution to the wind and went against my better time-organization judgement, I am much better able to concentrate on what needs to be done this weekend.

Never underestimate the power of clean windows.

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Wordless Wednesday

Posted in Everyday, tagged , , , , on June 17, 2015| 2 Comments »

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Bound For Glory

Posted in Everyday, tagged , , , , on June 13, 2015| 2 Comments »

My friend’s dad is dying.

As I sit here with a million things to do I can’t think of anything else but her and what she’s going through.  I’ve been texting with her throughout the afternoon, telling her I can come sit with her, asking what I can do for her, and she stays strong saying everything is okay.  I know it’s not okay.  I know she’s not okay.  I want to do something to help, but I’m helpless.

I don’t want to intrude on this very intimate time, but there’s got to be something, something I can do.

For now I’ll share this song written and performed by Warren Zevon while he was dying.  The lyrics are below.

Mary Ann, my thoughts are with you and your family more than you’ll ever know.  I’m here for you.

“My Ride’s Here”

I was staying at the Marriott
With Jesus and John Wayne
I was waiting for a chariot
They were waiting for a train
The sky was full of carrion
“I’ll take the mazuma”
Said Jesus to Marion
“That’s the 3:10 to Yuma
My ride’s here…”The Houston sky was changeless
We galloped through bluebonnets
I was wrestling with an angel
You were working on a sonnet
You said, “I believe the seraphim
Will gather up my pinto
And carry us away, Jim
Across the San Jacinto
My ride’s here…”Shelley and Keats were out in the street
And even Lord Byron was leaving for Greece
While back at the Hilton, last but not least
Milton was holding his sides
Saying, “You bravos had better be
ready to fight
Or we’ll never get out of East Texas tonight
The trail is long and the river is wide
And my ride’s here”

I was staying at the Westin
I was playing to a draw
When in walked Charlton Heston
With the Tablets of the Law
He said, “It’s still the Greatest Story”
I said, “Man, I’d like to stay
But I’m bound for glory
I’m on my way
My ride’s here…”

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Today’s Lesson

Posted in Everyday, tagged , , on June 12, 2015| 6 Comments »

As you may or may not know I just spent a few days on the peninsula of Wisconsin, USA.  It was a most relaxing time off for me, and going back to work was kind of a drag after days of fresh air, inspiration, and reconnecting with myself.  I endured nine hours at the day job, and when quitting time came around I left the office and endured the rush hour traffic.  Suffice it to say my Thursday was a little more grueling than the beginning of my week.

I was about a half mile from my house, gliding down the parkway eager to get home when I saw something in the middle of the road a way ahead of me.  It wasn’t a deer (of which we have many in our area), it was too darkly colored for that.  Was it an large dog?  No, too big for that.  I knew it was an animal, at least.

The animal was trotting down the middle of the parkway, minding its own business, paying no mind to the fact that there was a motorized vehicle coming toward it.  I slowed down, and the closer I got to it I realized it was…a pony!  A small, fat, black pony.

We have birds of all kinds in our neighborhood, geese, ducks, hawks and crows, animals too, foxes, rabbits, prehistoric-looking snapping turtles and deer just to name a few.  I’ve seen them all crossing the roads by our house, but I’ve never seen a pony.

Hello! I’m totally oblivious to humans and their enormous vehicles on the parkway. Maybe I can find some nearby deer to play with. I hope a snapping turtle doesn’t bite my hoof off.

As the pony trotted past my slow-moving car I noticed another car coming toward me, going in the same direction of the pony.  I wanted to warn her to slow down, but when she passed she waved her phone at me and mouthed the words, “I’m calling.”  Help was on the way for the wandering equine.

The whole episode was comical, and brought a nice closure to my otherwise stressful work day.  I’m pretty sure the pony has been rescued and taken back to where it belongs, as we’re a conscientious neighborhood, looking out for the welfare of each other and the animals that live around here.  The woman in the other car was on the task of calling the authorities, so all I could do was laugh about the scene I witnessed.

Lesson of the day: Expect the unexpected.

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Refreshing Getaway

Posted in Everyday, tagged , , , , on June 11, 2015| 4 Comments »

Hello again!

I just returned from a relaxing and rejuvenating getaway to Door County, Wisconsin.  I don’t know how many years Husby and I have been going there, but it never disappoints.  The tiny motel in which we stay is tidy, clean and unpretentious, but offers a most spectacular view of Lake Michigan.   Not only that, the house which inspired my novel-in-progress is right across the street, so I get more writing inspiration every time we visit.

*Insert House Picture Here…When you find it amid the thousands of Door County pictures you’ve taken throughout the years…I know it’s somewhere…Now I wish I’d taken another one this week…*

Speaking of writing, I tried something novel and daring while we were on our retreat.  I didn’t take my laptop with me, and when I wanted to write I did it by hand.  Yep, I took a note book with me and put my cursive writing to action instead of tapping away on a keyboard.  I must say it was refreshing, and I was surprised at how the process of writing is different when doing it by hand.  I felt like things flowed from my mind through my arm and out the pen in a more thoughtful way.  Also, I didn’t feel so detached from what was going on around me.  I may begin a practice of writing by hand every day, even if it’s just a stream-of-consciousness thing.  I really enjoyed it.

I’m sure I’ll be writing more about the peninsula soon as its abundance is all I can think about right now.  Here’s to the strength and peace of big water…

 

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