Posted tagged ‘Vincent Price’

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.”

January 13, 2018

My house is quiet, emptier. I keep expecting Gracie to be sleeping on her part of the couch. I know missing her will get easier, but right now it isn’t. I think dogs make us better people.

The rain poured last night. I was treated to the pounding of rain on the roof and the howling of the wind. It was weather from a Vincent Price movie. When I got up around 3 or 4, it was still raining. I fell back to sleep, and at 10, when I woke up, the rain was gone. Now it is sunny with the blue sky as a backdrop. Today will be warm. Tonight will be freezing, only in the 20’s. The weatherman described it as a quick freeze. It will be cold the rest of the week.

All of Christmas is packed away until next year. Leandro and Roseana came to clean but did so much more. Lee took down my tree and put it outside. He brought my pine tree down the cellar. He and Roseana rid the living floor of pine needles though we all know they never really disappear. One or two will pop up every few days. Lee took Gracie’s crate to the cellar leaving a huge, open space behind.

Last night my friends took me out to dinner. We went to a Thai restaurant, Bangkok Kitchen, new to all of us. It was tiny and had only 8 tables and all of them were filled. People were waiting. After tasting the food, I knew why there were no empty tables. I had a dish called Massaman Yellow Curry. It was assorted vegetables and roasted peanuts in a coconut massaman curry sauce. The coconut drew me right away. It was a great choice: the dish was a delight.

My dance card is empty for the weekend. I’ll watch the Pats play Tennessee tonight but that ‘s as far in the future as I’ve gone.

“I used to lie in bed in my flat and imagine what would happen if there was a zombie attack.”

July 31, 2011

When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad

Yup, it’s a whole new day, and I’m quoting The Sound of Music. Hum along if you’d like!

The right side of my hand looks disgusting. It is the sort of hand which roams the halls at night in a dark, dank, dusty mansion, a mansion in a black and white Vincent Price movie. The hand looks for its next victim. It will find a woman who will scream and, like all women from fifties science fiction movies, her hand will be in front of her mouth, her body contorted in fear.

The day looks beautiful with a bright sun and a tiny breeze, but it is going to get hotter. I turned off my AC when I went to breakfast, but when I got back, the house was already4° hotter than when I had left. I went around shutting windows and turned on the AC again. I have become a lover of creature comforts.

This morning I went up Route 28 to Hyannis to go to Staples. I needed a couple of things, including a new mouse pad. The one I found is just perfect. It looks like a magic carpet. It will take me, through my computer, anywhere and everywhere. I can travel through time and space. I am Sinbad and Aladdin soaring through the clouds.

I was an imaginative little kid who planned all sorts of adventures and all kinds of what ifs. My books were the gateways. I went to the old west with Zorro and to Treasure Island with Long John. I always saw myself as the good guy, the hero who arrives in the nick of time to save the day. That I was a girl made no never-mind. I gave it no thought. I was just the hero.

We all spoke pirate and cowboy. We’d throw around words like me hearties and varmint and threaten the plank or, even worst, a hanging. We, the good guys, hid behind rocks for protection as we shot at the bank robbers who never won. They were, after all, the bad guys. Pirates were adventurers who roamed the high seas looking for treasure. We got to have sword fights if we could find strong enough sticks.

I do a what if I win the lottery, but I never buy a ticket. It’s just fun to imagine.