reading, veer, egb

* Reading. Reading. I suddenly come back to earth, notice the time, jump up to attack my to-do list. It comes back, a story my father told to me. After learning to read he immersed himself, escaped himself, into books, newspapers. Collecting newspapers at the printers, readying them to be delivered, he would sit on the street curb reading from page one to the end. (Must know what you are selling.) In adulthood he praised Carnegie for library philanthropy, a library had landed in his small Ohio town. He escaped his parents' small town divorce (anathema in the '20's), his hand to mouth existence by devouring anything in print. One day he was told by his mother to mind the cooking beans on the stove. When she got back, smelling the burning beans and seeing her middle son reading, she beat him. What had he been reading? What did they have for dinner that night?

* Delighted when something I am watching veers from the plot course I sadly and frustratedly thought was to happen and blossoms into something more creative and still plausible. I had been ready to switch it off.

* Hearing of a decorative pin her mother wore=EGB okay. Even before the song.

shuttle, change, licorice

* Up at 3:30 am to drive a friend to the airport shuttle, the fresh unblemished air cool on my cheek. I think that I might fall asleep at the wheel on the way home but, no, the beauty of changing traffic lights  keeps me alert--although I miss a turn and reconnoiter an alternative route. Home to dog grooming and no nap until 1 pm.

* I change around the room and thus I can sit and enjoy a different perspective. (And access a bookshelf more easily.)

* Black licorice.

brothers

* The Everly Brothers

* The Brothers Everly

* Two Everly

* Oh! My!

spa, cope, dogs

* Three days at a spa. No tv, no internet, no fb=clean mind. 

* Passing along a coping with challenges idea is satisfying. "define, destroy or strengthen"

* Home to happy, well cared for dogs.

* -The Universe is under no obligation to make sense to you.-
Neil deGrasse Tyson

panic, read, grumpy, cocoon, egg, conjuring

* Panic stricken, bleary eyed grumps, a wild morning at the coffee shop. The coffee maker is broken.

* Reading Red Famine as I eat lunch.

* Two grumpy ladies in the car driving to class this morning. I begin searching for positivity. Hooray, it is daylight. The sun responds by smacking me in the eyes as I turn east. "Okay lady, I'll give you some daylight!"

* The cocoon of absent mindedness. I forgot I have a nodule in my lung until the tech mentioned that that is why I am having a scan. Oh, yeah. Later, I find that it has not grown. "What's he doing in the basket?" "Er....not much!"

* I poach an egg.

* Lying in bed conjuring up zingy repartees. Walter Mitty am I.

* I remember the day we got all kinds of health explanations for him.
"You are taking this very calmly," he said.
"Oh," I said, as I mapped in my head the nearest hardware store. I needed nails, long nails. And a hammer to pound them into the brick wall I was sitting next to.

* How many episodes does this Turkish  soap opera have? Oh, yes. I am watching it over and over again. "How many episodes does that have?" my roommate asks. "I don't know," I reply. But really, it is interesting. The Brits do not come off too well, though. Portrayed by Turkish actors, of course. And all the Brits know perfect Turkish. No mention of the Armenians.

they say

* So, if you are too tired

to speak, sit next to me,

because I, too, am fluent

in silence.

Arnold

* What on earth

could be more

luxurious than

a sofa,

a book,

and a 

cup of coffee.

Trollope

* Courage does not always roar.

Sometimes courage is the quiet voice

at the end of the day saying,

"I will try again tomorrow."

Radmacher

it came

* The pure joy of waking early on a Sunday morning to peek out the window, investigating.  Yes! It fell. It came. Layering begins with the cosy cocoon of warm pajamas. Shovel, shovel, shovel. Sweep, sweep, sweep. (Though the snow is still floating down.) Off to the store for biscotti (plural). A solitary drive through unplowed roads, the headlights catching the snow glints.  I am alone. I am rugged. I am capable. Shelf stockers clog the market aisles with their work-to-do. Home through deeper snow to a driveway covered once again with snow. The crowning happiness:hot coffee with a foam of milk into which biscotti dip, dip, dip.

snow again, lunch, earrings

* Always when snow is predicted--how much? what kind? a wind? how long will it stay?

* We have Saturday lunches together. Greek this week.

* Hoop earrings

rollercoaster, rabbits, predator

* The rollercoaster of emotions as I buy a new car. R's blood is in the car I trade in.

* I watch the wild rabbits hop around the car lot as I wait.

* Early this morning a winged predator perched on the street lamp as I drove to the car shop and the bird was still there  when I drove home late, late in the day. Did he get lunch? I thought of taking him my kitchen mouse.

scans, paint, printer

* Thinking of next week's scans and not being afraid.

* The paint chip appeared grey, the paint manifested blue. The color will do just fine. And I thought that I do not like the color blue....

* My printer has a hard time turning off. I think I have done it but out of the corner of my eye I see the on light blinking. It just wants to keep me company on this cold nose winter's night.

needles, process, Steve, birthday, doing it, say it

* Looking for size 7 knitting needles in a drawer of unmarked, uncoupled knitting needles. Gold star! I found them. (Note to self:must search for a more exciting life.)

* I stew about something that has to be decided, accomplished. When I begin the process I feel better.

* Steve Carrell....

* Planning an escape for my birthday and knowing the dogs will be well taken care of. (And I giggle because of the pure dedication of my dog sitter who vomits when he puts the dog food in the dog dishes.)

* The pure delight of doing something helpful for someone.

* Have I said this before? Remember, the ark was built by an amateur and the Titanic was built by a professional.

boots, parade, corduroy

* I wallow in the fresh snow wearing my boots. (Snow cleans the poop off.)

* Giggling at (what else can I do?) the ubiquitous parade of issues I am suppose to be upset, concerned about.

* The snow forms corduroy on the deck where cracks have allowed it (the snow) to fall through.

yarn

* -It’s not hoarding if it’s yarn.-  (Love it!)

train, ship, procrastination

* Is it better to have your train leave the station or never to have had a train?

* Is it better for your ship to have sailed or never to have had a ship?

* Procrastination is heaven.

*-The Universe is under no obligation to make sense to you.-
Neil deGrasse Tyson

dog, car, dog

* Warm dog on cold toes.

* A daughter who reassures me that the oil leak in my car is not too serious and I do not have to dash out to find a new car.

* Now if only I had a warm dog for my cold ears!

days, Heart, deck, lei

* Some days are so disjointed that I am incredibly grateful to my mother for instilling in me daily habits to cling to.

* -Cry, Heart, but never break. Let your tears of grief and sadness help begin a new life.-
Glenn Ringtved

* Sitting on the deck my eyes are closed but I peek through cracks of eyelids to drown in the blue of the sky. Breeze crinkles the tarp covering the table, the smell of heated tarp. Chitterings of squirrels tempt the dogs. 

* I have given memorabilia of my father to my children so none remains with me. Yesterday I found fragrant pink carnations at the market, bought them, and made a pink carnation lei. My father gave me a pink carnation lei to wear every Easter. Little old ladies can wear such.

writing, sky, caution, glow

* An inspiring writing class.

* Walking home from the car repair shop. There are blues in the 7:30 am sky that have no name and occur fleetingly never to return.

* I must be cautious. Daily, at 6 pm, I am visited by great sadness. If I do not monitor the clock the sadness surprise attacks me and for awhile I am leveled. Will this be different when the sun shines at 6 pm? Will this be different when a year has passed?

* I feel my soul glow when in a group of happy, positive people.

shows, rock, waiting

* I have decided to not wear anything while sitting on my sofa not watching award shows. Oops! Seriously though, I do not have a sofa.

* But for an "a" a rock musician would be cleaning my floors.

* Is it safer to sit in a grocery store parking lot in the dark while waiting for the hardware store to open or to sit in the hardware parking lot waiting?

Mucha, ginger, soap

* 45 years ago.
   Mucha's 'Topaz'
  -Take that down. My MOTHER wouldn't like it.-
  Mother and Son dead, 'Topaz' is back on the wall.
  Portrait of a Marriage.

* Reed's Ginger Beer

* a Turkish soap opera

quote, patio, tables, window browsing, gramma

* -If you can't wait for your ship to come in....row out to it.-
   Greer Garson

* The patio umbrellas are optimistically open.

* I avoid the tall tables with tall stools (fear of heights or fear of falling off). They do remind me of Italy.

* Looking forward to window licking downtown.

* Ringed around the table with feet swinging (because they are too short to touch the floor), hair tousled. Youngsters are treated by their gramma whose face glows as she avidly listens.

eggs

* In the semi dark I read:
   ORIGAMI EGGS

explanations

MY PUNCTUATIONS

_____= a book

'    '= a song

"   "= a movie or TV or Netflix

<   >= a poem

-   -= a quotation

Straf, days, heart

* -This isn’t the strafe. This is only a little extra morning hate.-
    "Parade’s End"

* -When the days begin to lengthen, the cold begins to strengthen.-
    Pa Ingalls

*- Cry Heart, but never break. Let your tears of grief and sadness begin a new life.-
    G. Ringtual

constructs, humidifier, pizza, life

* A wonderful room mate who constructs 3 pieces of Ikea furniture with scant swearing. When I roll out the drawers I am surrounded by fresh wood smells. 

* A  travel humidifier onto which a small water bottle is connected. Just perfect to move from room to room with me.

* The smell of a pizza baking--I pause to identify the aroma of each ingredient.

* Giggling when I listen to people who bemoan life today. How would they have fared during the French Revolution?