“I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.”

I’m sorry about yesterday. The time got away from me. I had to go to the dump then off cape by eleven. I even forgot to tell my sister I wouldn’t be calling her. I was gone a good part of the day.

Today is ugly. It is dark and rainy. I first woke up at 8:30, decided it was too early, got comfy again and easily fell back to sleep until 11. I could hear the rain on the roof.

Nothing is pending this week. I have an empty dance card. I’m glad for that as the Christmas rush was tiring. Some presents still need to be wrapped, but I don’t know when I’ll see my friends so the presents will sit until then.

I feel lazy today. Last night I read my book, and I’m anxious to get back. The only pending chore is the laundry. It is always the laundry.

I light my Christmas tree every day. It won’t be here much longer so I want every bit of it: the lights, all their different colors shining, the reflecting glow of lights on the glass ornaments, and the aroma of the pine needles. The house will soon be plain again.

When I was a kid, it was easy to get bored in winter. If there was snow, we had sledding, cold weather gave us ice skating and warmish days meant my bike. That list sounds wonderful, but it is just half the story. I can remember sledding in the freezing cold barely able to walk up the hill dragging myself and my sled. I was so cold my fingers wouldn’t work, and I couldn’t feel my feet. That was the time to go inside and get warm. Winter had limits.

Inside the house, if I had a book, I was good for a whole afternoon and even longer. I’d only stop reading when The Mickey Mouse Club came on. After that was just about dinner time. I never noticed time passing. I was always surprised when I heard the opening theme. I always sang along, still do. “Hey there. Hi there. Ho there.”

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4 Comments on ““I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    An almost storm is passing by and I can hear the roar from the wind in the trees but the neighbor’s cottage anf garage block all the wind so it doesn’t reach my home or garden. I don’t mind at all ๐Ÿ™‚

    I could even do a lot of work with the new grey water drains but I couldn’t finish the job as I had hoped because I had bought to few pipes ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ll go to the store tomorrow and buy the last things I need.

    Books can really make time fly! I was thinking that this christmas vacation would be one of reading a lot but so far I’ve mostly watched films instead ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I’d love a wind buffer from the north but there isn’t one. That’s where it really blows and huge amounts of rain and snow fall if coming from that direction.

      We are in need of a warm, sunny day.

      I’ve been loading books to my iPad. When I travel, that’s what I bring with me.

      I think any season is perfect for reading, some seasons inside and others out under the trees.

      Have a great evening.

  2. Bob Cohen Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Although the cold front lowered our high temperature to the mid 50s, which is normal, the sky is clear with bright sun. Feels a little more like winter when you have to wear a jacket. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Today one of my friends at work came by and we had lunch at our neighborhood kosher style N.Y. deli. Although, Jewish delicatessens are disappearing across the country according to David Sax in his book, โ€œSave the Deliโ€, this one is always busy and was jammed today at lunch. BTW this one and itโ€™s several other locations is owned and run by a Vietnamese refugee woman who came to Dallas in the early 1980s and learned how to bake bagels from our first bagel bakery and then bought a deli. Yes, Mr. President their are immigrant success stories and there is plenty of room for more hard working immigrants in this country. Unfortunately, they may not have white skin nor speak English.

    After lunch we headed to the oldest butcher shop and sausage factory in Dallas. Itโ€™s owned by the same family since 1890 and located on the edge of downtown. I had never been there but my friend always talked about what a great place it was so we took a trip. I came home with an assortment of sausages and a couple of hot links. I hope they live up to the hype.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It got even darker in the early afternoon and started raining again. At one point it was sleet.

      There are no Jewish delis here, and Boston is more famous for its Italian delis. I love going to the North End and shopping at some of the old stores with wonderful cold cuts and cheeses.

      There are plenty of immigrants here on the cape who work hard, pay rent, buy cars and even buy houses while often supporting someone at home in whatever country they are from.

      I buy fresh sausages from the Brazilian meat market and from shops in New Bedford. The fresh is so much better than what you find in supermarkets. I hope you enjoy your meat.


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