“Sometimes it’s the same moments that take your breath away that breathe purpose and love back into your life.”
This is not one of my better mornings. My grumpiness is wasted as I’m here by myself. I’m also tired as I was restless all night and didn’t sleep well. I’m coughing though I don’t think I have a cold, but just in case I’ve decided to stay home to watch the Pats instead of watching with friends. No Typhoid Mary here.
Today is relatively warm. The sun is shining but from behind clouds. Nothing is stirring. It’s a quiet day.
The laundry is upstairs and put away, but I have two more bags of laundry waiting to be washed. They’ll wait a while. I have plenty of underwear.
Getting older sometimes means getting a bit jaded. I think that would be the worst, to see the world as only dulled or tired. I look for the adventure in each day, for something new or something changed. When I get the mail, I stop at my car, rest my back and watch the world for a few minutes. I see the beauty. I realize how lucky I am.
When I was little, I made memories. The school corridor, wider than a river, went on for miles. Nuns were all six foot and muscular, even the old ones. The Five and Ten was magical. Everything you wanted or needed was on one of its shelves. The railroad tracks just kept going and going as far as any of us could imagine, even to China. The woods were filled with adventures. Blueberries grew everywhere. The turkey needed two people to lift it out of the oven. The Christmas tree touched the ceiling and filled the living room.
Life is gigantic when you’re little. It’s a surprise wrapped in paper and lots of ribbon. The sun is brighter, the snow deeper and the rain heavier. New still happens. Believing is easy. Santa is real and so are the tooth fairy and the Easter bunny. I know the memories I share with you every day may have been tempered by time, but I swear most of them are true, except maybe the one about the nuns. A couple of them might have been five ten.
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January 21, 2018 at 12:57 pm
I think I was at least fifteen before I saw a nun in the real and I have to say that Swedish nuns are much smaller than the American 🙂 🙂 🙂
Everything was so much bigger back in the days. I remember that the candy store was big and lots of people could stand in there waiting for their turn. Years later when I went back in there I realized that three people at most actually could be in the shop at the same time 🙂 🙂
The predictions said cloudy and around 32F all day here so naturally we had sunshine all day and rather cold. Now they are saying we still have clouds and around 32F but the sky is clear and it’s 12,2F 🙂 🙂 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
January 21, 2018 at 1:05 pm
Christer,
American nuns were really all sizes. My aunt was a nun, and she was short. They just seemed big.
I am usually amazed when I see the places of my youth. I remember them as gigantic. I forget I was small. The same view you had in the candy store.
I’m staying inside c comfy and warm.
Have a great day!!~
January 21, 2018 at 3:17 pm
Do you think that your sleep is difficult because Gracie isn’t there?When my dog died I slept with a balled up blanket. Lil Bit was so small she slept in the crook of my arm. I had a hard time sleeping. Take it easy. Denise
January 21, 2018 at 6:00 pm
Denise,
The past four months I slept on the couch as she couldn’t do down the stairs. I have since moved to my bed. I do keep thinking she’ll be at the end of the bed stretched out and snoring. That just might be part of my restlessness.
January 21, 2018 at 6:14 pm
It’s hardly surprising that you was grumpy in the morning, today is International Squirrel Appreciation Day.
Enjoy watching the Pats!
January 21, 2018 at 7:06 pm
Birgit,
Now that’s funny! I had no idea that the spawns have a special day to be appreciated. How silly!!
January 21, 2018 at 6:15 pm
Although I was rooting for the Jaguars, congrats to your Pats. Once in awhile it would be nice to see another AFC team go to the Suoer Bowl.
January 21, 2018 at 7:10 pm
Bob,
That was a great game. The ones which finish at the wire just take too much out of me. I holiday breath.
The offensive and defensive coaches are leaving to take head coaching jobs. That may put an end to the creative plays the Pats use to win.
January 21, 2018 at 8:58 pm
The flea flicker has been around for a long time. It looks like their opponent will be the Eagles. Of course, it’s not over until the fat lady sings. 🙂
January 21, 2018 at 9:06 pm
I loved the two flea flickers. There isn’t enough time for the Vikings to overcome such a high deficit.
January 22, 2018 at 1:29 pm
Pats have a knack for pulling games out. Good for them
January 22, 2018 at 1:37 pm
Spaceman,
They do fun things to win, they do the unexpected. They do have a knack for winning games in the last couple of minutes.
January 23, 2018 at 5:03 pm
The Most Trusted Name in News?
http://ftw.usatoday.com/2018/01/jake-tapper-brooke-baldwin-cnn-video-patriots-eagles-cheaters-cheating-team-super-bowl
January 23, 2018 at 5:20 pm
Spaceman,
As the saying goes: they hate us because they ain’t us.
P.S. Brady got 12 stitches.
January 23, 2018 at 5:45 pm
Yep. But it’s an efficient network: every hour’s reporting is 95% the same of the previous hour except a new anchor. So you can watch 1 hour and will have seen their news for the rest of the day. Their viewership numbers aren’t real good. In the past year, MSNBC passed them by and dropped CNN into 3rd place.
http://www.adweek.com/tvnewser/scoreboard-monday-january-22/355692
January 23, 2018 at 6:07 pm
Spaceman,
Most of my viewing of the news is either local or MSNBC. I listen to local sports radio every now and then, but that’s it for sports.
The Pats are no shoo-in for the Super Bowl. They’ll have a challenge in front of them. I think Brady was really worried about his hand. 12 Stitches is nothing to scoff at.