“I have learned that to be with those I like is enough”

We have sun, that bright orb in the sky which sheds light on the world. It has brought warmth and dispelled the damp so tonight will finally be the oft postponed movie on the deck night. It is supposed to pleasant and cool.

It was a mirror under her nose to see if she’s alive type morning. The dog wanted out. I don’t know when. I heard her bells, went downstairs, opened the door and turned off the AC so I could leave the door opened and she could come in which she wanted. I went back to bed. The phone woke me at 10:30, that’s right, 10:30, but I didn’t let the late morning change my ritual: two papers and two cups of coffee later, here I am.

Now I’m stuck with nothing to day; my mind is a tabula rasa. I write six days a week (it used to be every day) and have been writing this blog for at least six years maybe even seven I’m not sure. I have discussed every aspect of my childhood, my teen years, college years, Peace Corps service and the day-to-day stuff which keeps me busy or idle depending upon my mood. I have excoriated tourists, supermarkets, slow drivers who can’t see over the steering wheel and the weather, can’t forget the weather. I have taken you with me to Morocco, Ghana and South America, though that last one wasn’t live. Soon enough you’ll be going back to Ghana with me. You have been made privy to the number of underwear I’m bringing on my journey, and I’ll be posting my flight times and numbers so you can make sure I arrived safely. I have told countless dad stories. You even know some of my failings as I’ve lamented them a few times, a tin ear being one and impatience being prime. You have essentially become family but don’t expect post cards!

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19 Comments on ““I have learned that to be with those I like is enough””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    :D:D:D Just blog one big postcard. We’ll understand. :D:D:D

    Same weather up here. I was going to say that I have been similarly sluggish because I was supposed to go to the drug store this morning and haven’t yet. Then I thought about what I have actually done this morning. I expect I did all those things to avoid going to the drug store. The feeling of being a slug is actually Guilt and I will now sign off and go to the damn drug store. And maybe I will also go get some ice cream to assuage my guilt. 🙂
    Enjoy the beautiful day!

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I am hoping to post from Ghana as there is an internet cafe. I’ll have my iPad but wifi is about nonexistent.

      I put my AC back on as it got really hot all of a sudden. I just came back from getting gas, going to the dump and picking up ingredients for tonight’s dinner. I’ll get on it as soon as i finish here.

      No guilt!! Never have guilt for being a slug. You worked too long and hard to harbor guilt. This time is what you earned. Eat ice cream!

      • Caryn Says:

        I took the slacker option and let my fingers do the walking. Online.
        It did get hot outside but the house is still cool so that’s where I stayed.
        Guilt free. 🙂

  2. olof1 Says:

    No sun here even though they had promised it would show today too but it’s rather nice anyway.

    I’m so tired today that it’s sort of ridicules. So I’ll make it an early evening soon. Great that You’ll give us the flight times and numbers 🙂 and I will manage to not getting a post card 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      Sun is bright and hot here.

      When I post from Ghana, I’ll tell all of you I wish you were here!

      You can follow my flight on-line!

      Enjoy your evening!!

  3. Birgit Says:

    Oh, I think I missed the “slow drivers who can’t see over the steering wheel” 😉
    And a lot of stories before January 2010 and even more comments…

    Thanks for all your stories and music. Especially the non-world-shattering topics makes me think of past and life, though I don’t comment on everything (My English is a little rusty and on other not so familiar blogs I often don’t dare to write…).
    Your blog has even an unintended additional benefit:
    If time permits I create my own playlist by searching your tags/keywords in my digital music archive, so I take the opportunity to listen to some of my collected but forgotten songs.
    Looking forward to your blog posts, esp. your upcoming Ghana trip and hopefully the one big Ghana blog postcard for us all 🙂

    I just wondered how Ghanaian underwear looks like… – multicolored?

    • katry Says:

      My first blog was erased by Blogger so I don’t even have access to it. I broke the copyright law three times so whoosh and it was gone.

      Your English is superb!

      I don’t think Ghanaian women wear underwear. Little girls wear some made out of cloth, and that’s about all they wear though sometimes they just wear beads around their waists. Mine is all cotton as I learned from PC that we needed material which could breathe. It is most decidedly old lady underwear!

      I hoep to post a few times!

  4. im6 Says:

    I consider you family, too (not necessarily the best company to be in!).

    • katry Says:

      I adopted you into mine-you can’t help but enjoy all of them, except my brother-the grumpy old man who hates the world.

  5. Zoey & Me Says:

    Glad I got out of the hospital to follow this upcoming adventure. You say you have the flight numbers but haven’t released them yet. That’s a favorite following someone through different time zones.

  6. Bob Says:

    Take a guess what kind of weather we had today in North Texas. If you guessed hot and dry, 100 degrees plus two, then you would be correct. Last night a line of thunderstorms formed northwest of the Dallas, Ft. Worth area. By the time they rolled around my neighborhood they had dissipated. We heard a little thunder but not one drop of rain appeared at my house.

    Families are blended today as a result of the high divorce and remarriage rate. I personally consider my extended family to include Kat and some of the people on this blog and a couple of others. It’s my extended cyber family.

    Everyone has old B&W photos of their extended family all stiffly standing or sitting in a row. They are usually posed in their finest Sunday cloths with high teased hairdos for someone’s birthday party, bris (ritual circumcision), christening, marriage or funeral. My old family pictures included my uncle who had a huge nose to rival Jimmy Durante’s, my aunt who was five feet tall and five foot around and was usually sitting down for the pictures with her bald rotund husband standing behind her with a cigar jammed between his fingers and a big smile on his face. My other uncle was into taking eight millimeter home movies of the relatives on the other side of my family who would all stand perfectly straight in a row on the screen and not moving an inch for the movie camera. They were first generation Americans and they all worked very hard to assimilate into society. Occasionally, I look at their faded photo images, the movie films have disintegrated long ago from age, and remember these wonderful people when they were alive.

    • katry Says:

      Let’s see if I can guess. Well, I was close though I guessed only 100˚. I’m so sorry the storm bypassed you.

      I too consider you and other Coffee regulars as my family. I always think it lucky when you can pick your family! Sometimes the ones we’re stuck with aren’t the ones we’d want.

      We have B&W of my father’s grandparents and his aunts. They are wonderful as remembrances but all the girls were ugly, including my grandmother. I always think of them as the ugly sisters. I have a picture of my great-grandparents on their 60th wedding anniversary. The ones I cherish are those of my father when he was young. He is getting his 8th grade diploma, at camp and really young with short pants. They are my connection to all who came before me.

      I love the descriptions of your relatives.

      • Bob Says:

        You can pick your nose, you can pick your friends but you can’t pick your relatives 🙂

        You know you are Italian when you are taller than your grandmother when you are seven 🙂

  7. katry Says:

    That’s funny!

  8. Bill S. Says:

    I know from first-hand experience that Ghanian women do indeed wear underwear. On one of my morning rounds before assembly, I interrupted one of my students, Hannah Osei, still getting dressed while the others were out of the dorm at assembly. She did have panties on but was still topless. I was more than a little embarrassed, but if I had seen her in a village in the same state of undress, I would have thought it normal.

    More rain and t.storms this week. Well, we haven’t had to water anything for awhile.

    • katry Says:

      Thanks for this as I had no idea.

      I can only imagine how embarrassed you were, and it is so true that you wouldn’t have noticed had she been in a state of partial undress in a village or even the compounds which were behind our house. I do understand why you would not have expected to see anyone in the dorms.

      Tutor on duty-I remember well those weeks: walking the dining hall making sure students used spoons and not hands to eat, morning assembly and reading a Bible verse, checking study hours in the classrooms and checking dorms for lights out.

      I leave a week from Saturday. Franciska is not going to be there as she hasn’t the money; however, Grace Awai is meeting me at the airport with Franciska’s car and driver. I’ll stay overnight in Accra then head up to Bolga the next day. I’m going through the Volta region and doing some sightseeing on the way. I’ll talk about the trip on that Saturday and post the flights.

  9. splendid Says:

    Dearest Kat and Coffee friends,
    I have been remiss and missing this past month, but know that I have thought of you all often and I have every intention of catching up soon!
    Take care and have a safe flight and interesting visit if I do not get back before you leave Kat. XOXOXOXOXOXOOX

    • katry Says:

      I know you’ll eventually drop by for a quick visit! How was your vacation this year?

      Thanks on the flight-try and drop by as I do hope to post when I’m there-at least a couple of times!

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