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“Let it all go and enjoy the profound gifts found in your quiet places.”

November 17, 2017

The sun has decided to reappear and the blue sky frames it perfectly. The wind is strong enough to make the day seem colder than it is. I was out early this morning, at 7:50, when the wind was so strong it made me run to the comfort of the car to get away from the cold.

Gracie had her first acupuncture appointment at 8:10. She did quite well. The vet had some tasty, or so I assumed, dog food frozen in a small jar. Gracie kept lapping and was totally unconcerned about the vet and the needles. Gracie stood there until the very end when she decided it was time to sit down. The vet has the gentlest manner and she spoke softly and soothingly. Gracie gave tail wags. We go back in two weeks for another session.

When we got home, I went back to sleep as did Gracie, and the two of us just woke up. 6:45 is far too early to get up unless it’s Christmas or I have a flight to catch though getting up that early gave me time for one paper and a cup of coffee. I’m about ready for another cup. It is sort of my second morning.

I need to go through a few catalogues I’ve saved because I dog-eared some of their pages for second looks at possible presents. Making a list of what and for whom I’ve already bought gifts still hasn’t been done so it is the only item on my to do list. I’m figuring this weekend.

I watched the Celtics last night. I used to watch them all the time, but my interest had fallen back in the lean years. When I was a kid, I used to go to games at the garden. It was a quick bus ride to Sullivan Square then the subway to North Station and the old Boston Garden, the one which once fogged up during the playoffs. The last time I saw them live was about three or four years ago. Last night they won their 14th straight. It was against the Warriors, the world champion Golden State Warriors, and the game was jaw dropping. It was a test of sorts for the Celts to show how good they really are. They came back at one point from a 17 point deficit to win with a score of 92-88. Charles Barkley, never a favorite of mine, now an analyst for TNT, was all over the Celts before the game and at half time. I just hope when he ate his words they soured his mouth.

I’ve chosen today to be a quiet day with some music and some more of the mystery I’m reading, The Crossing Places, by Elly Griffiths. Gracie will have to fight me for the couch.

“It takes darkness to be aware of the light.”

November 12, 2016

As silly and as childish as it sounds, I want to shake Gracie and Maddie so they can’t sleep. They managed to keep waking me up last night. Gracie was snoring and Maddie was howling. Right now both of them are enjoying their morning naps. They are deeply asleep.  I’m tired.

The weather is consistent. Every day has been in the mid 40’s. Last night the wind howled, and, sure enough, my lawn is covered again. Today is still. It is as if the wind has worn itself out. Later in the week, it will get warmer, to the high 50’s, Indian summer weather.

I am finally getting tired of seeing the laundry bags by the cellar door. I add more wash every day so the bags are filled. It’s time to do the dreaded chore.

Some days I actually have the wherewithal to attack and complete the chore list, maybe because the list is small or maybe because I feel guilty about putting things off for so long. Nope, it isn’t guilt.

The dump is on our list for tomorrow. My trunk is getting filled and more trash bags are still to come. I have to clean the cat box  and add it to the trunk load. I’ll be very careful as last week the litter bag opened and the trunk was filled with the loose litter from the bag. My newspaper and catalogue recycle bags are heavy. Every day I get huge numbers of catalogues. I go through most of them in case something catches my eye though I haven’t much Christmas shopping left to do. I just like looking.

My deck is still open only because Skip, my factotum, hasn’t gotten here yet. I have called, but he hasn’t called me back even though his wife said she’d take of it. I’m thinking it is getting close to Christmas lights so he might as well do both at the same time. I always hate it when the deck is closed. It is the acknowledgement that summer and the warm days of fall have ended. The deck looks so deserted with most of the furniture and the two umbrellas covered. The Christmas lights, though, do brighten the deck and the yard. They keep me going until Little Christmas. That’s when the whole yard is winter: deserted, cold and dark.

 

“Books and movies, they are not mere entertainment. They sustain me and help me cope with my real life.”

October 10, 2013

It has been a fruitful morning. The plants have been watered, the bed made, the laundry washed and the bills paid. I feel quite accomplished, and it isn’t even noon. On second thought, though, it does seem sort of silly to feel accomplished at the completion of such mundane tasks. People are getting Nobel Prizes, and I’m making my bed.

Nothing to do today so I figure to stay around and go through the thousands of catalogues I received the last couple of days. Maybe I can get some Christmas presents bought. I love shopping at the touch of a mouse.

Yesterday I saw Gravity in 3D. I thought about the 3D glasses we all wore when we were kids, the cardboard ones with red and blue plastic lenses. Now they have been replaced by plastic ones which look like real glasses. You don’t have to hold them: they even stay behind your ears. The old ones never did. The coming attractions were also in 3D. The Hobbit preview reminded me of the Viewmaster slides when one character seemed to stand out from the background.

I really liked the movie. The special effects were amazing. At one point I swore a bubble was about to hit me, but I think it hit the guy at the end of the row. Space was magnificent. The movie is short, only around 90 minutes, but after seeing the movie, I understand why. It couldn’t be any longer.

I remember watching The House of Wax on TV when I was a kid. It scared the heck out of me at the end when Vincent Price’s face fell apart after our heroine hit him. That outer face had been made of wax to cover the horrific scars from burns which had pretty much obliterated his face.

The House of Wax was the first movie released in 3D, but I only saw it on television. I remember one effect which I figured had been 3D. A ball on a string came right at you, and I’m suspecting people in the theater moved back the same way people do behind glass if water is thrown at it. Warner Brothers called it NaturalVision 3 dimension.

I always hesitate recommending movies to people. Because I like a movie doesn’t mean someone else will. I always cringe when I’m told a friend hated a movie I recommended so now I avoid doing that. When asked how the movie was, I just say I liked it and leave it at that.