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Big thanks to Jamie Dedes over at Musing by Moonlight for giving me the best happy weepy moment of the holiday weekend:
Filed under: Bay Area, Celebration, Dad, gratitude, life, memories, New Mexico, Opinions, sunshine
And on this day of hot dogs and beer, sunshine and fun, please take a moment to remember, to have memories, as the name of the day would imply.
While driving up the 280 freeway yesterday, I saw the Golden Gate National Cemetery right off the highway.
It had been decorated with flags and bunting in anticipation of today.
It looks beautiful and my heart is with all of the people who will pay a visit to that cemetery today.
I also think about the Santa Fe National Cemetery where my father’s ashes reside.
Rows and rows of neat white markers reflect so many New Mexicans who have served their state and their country.
It is for them, today, and for all our active people still in service, that I feel honor and I have memories.
Cheers! And Happy Memorial Day.
Merchant Marine cemetery at Fort Stanton, New Mexico:
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I had a doctor’s visit this morning. Nothing special, just a routine check up for blood pressure and all of that.
My doctor was running late so I had some time to sit and entertain myself.
When all my email was read on the iPhone and I’d caught up on Twitter, I started people watching. You know, people watching at a medical center is quite a thing. You see a lot…
Anyhow, pretty soon, a nurse came down the hall pushing an elderly man in a wheelchair.
They came into our waiting area and the nurse helped the man to get up onto his feet, and he then took a few steps with the aid of a cane.
As he shakily got to his feet, he said to the young nurse, “Who would have thought it would come to this, eh?”
He said it in a wry way, but it carried a deep note of sadness.
The man was, by all appearances, pretty healthy. He was probably in his late seventies and from what I could see, was suffering a very bad hip.
The nurse helped the man get settled into the seat, with a groan.
He gave me a weary smile and I smiled back.
The nurse said to the man, as she departed, “one of my patients told me that his best advice was simply this: just don’t get old.”
“Yes, certainly,” said the man, with a sigh.
The whole exchange made me a bit melancholy. I remember when my dad struggled with rapidly advancing lung disease. His mind was fine but his body crapped out on him way too early.
How angry that must make a person, your legs, your lungs, your eyes, your whatever body part you want to name just doesn’t work like you know it should.
And me. Still fairly young but full of the knowledge that I’m not taking care of myself as well as I should. Now is the time to tend to these things.
Time marches on, whether I’m keeping step with it or not.
And even now, I know some parts of this ol’ rig don’t work like they should. But I still have time.
Time to remember to enjoy my legs that still carry me easily, a heart that still beats strong. Lungs that take in air without coughing.
Yes. It was just a nice reminder, a needed wake up call.
Because one day I might be uttering to a kindly young nurse, “who would have thought it would come to this?”
Sorry for the sort of down post today. The rain and the doctor’s waiting room has me in a very thoughtful place.
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As you know, over the years you and I have enjoyed an especially close relationship. You bring me the sun and the ocean and endless blue skies. You are in charge of all that is outdoors that I love and enjoy.
And you do a fine job of it, don’t get me wrong.
Being a woman as you are, we all know that we ladies can be prone to *moods*, and that is to be expected. Fickle moods. Cranky moods. Just…moods.
Over the years I’ve forgiven a lot of your more extreme bouts of moodiness.
Remember the time I had to dive into a wet alfalfa field because you struck the telephone pole I was walking past with a big blast of lightening?
Yeah. I forgave.
Remember I cried my eyes out in the winter of 1997 (that so called El Niño winter) because I thought it would never stop raining?
Remember that time I drove to Silver City, New Mexico on the hottest day of the year? My car was overheating, so I had to turn on the heater to help keep it cool enough to finish the trip, and when I arrived, I realized I’d sweated through all of my clothing?
That wasn’t fun.
But I’ve been able to let by gones be by gones.
You are entitled to be a little whimsical now and again. Heck, enjoy yourself!
But this year…well, I think it’s time we have a serious talk.
You *might* need to seek professional help for this schizophrenic behavior you are exhibiting.
It’s sunny, it’s rainy, it’s too hot, then it’s too cold.
You can’t seem to make up your mind, alternating between sunny and rainy on a given day!
Ma’am, today is the frapping twenty seventh day of May.
May. You remember? Spring?
When the birds sing and the sun shines and a (straight) young man’s fancy turns towards young ladies in short skirts?
No one wears short skirts in the drenching rain!
Um. Look. I just did my toes and they are a fabulous shade of melon pink. I want to show them off.
When it’s fiercely raining and yes, HAILING outside, I can’t show of my fabulously painted toes because they are covered by my wellies.
Ok, look. I understand that living in Northern California means ya gotta accept the rain. I get that. But c’mon! Can’t you give a desert born and raised girl a break?
And let’s talk about my friends in places like Utah and Colorado who are getting SNOW?
Look sister, you need to get a hold of yourself!
Might I remind you that this weekend is Memorial Day? Hot dogs and cookouts and the beginning of summer fun?
So why *exactly* is there rain and snow in the forecast?
You know, they make meds that can help this condition.
Why don’t I make you an appointment? Maybe some talk therapy will help you work out your issues.
I’m here to support you. Just so you know…I’m a much more supportive friend in the sunshine.
I’m just saying.
(bonus points if you remember the tagline from this commercial)
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Especially photographic type toys.
Yay plastic cameras!
After lusting and longing for a while, I finally broke down and spent some money on a Fuji Instax instant film camera.
It’s like a Polaroid, only a Fuji brand. You know, *coff coff* a financially solvent company?
Anyhow, this fabulous little Instax makes very small instant photographs, they are 2 x 3.25 inches in size.
I LOVE that I have an instant photo camera again!
It hearkens me back to my youth. One Christmas holiday, I got a Polaroid under the tree. Oh what a fabulous present!
I could spend my allowance on buying Polaroid film, which was fairly cheap back then, and then run around snapping photos of whatever I saw with *instant* gratification!
Ok, sure, these days digital cameras provide that instant look at the photo you just took, but there sure is nothing like the sound an instant camera makes after snapping a photo. The motor engages and it shoves out the cloudy photograph. Oh the sweet agony while you wait excitedly for it to develop.
Gah! I love it!
So as I do with every new camera I buy, I take it out of the box, ooh and ah over the features, load up the film or memory disk, and then turn it on and point it at the Feline.
She’s my test model for all new photo and video devices in the house.
Ah, the long suffering Feline….
(scanned photo, not actual size)
And yet, she always manages to strike a pose. I really do think she’s getting better at this job of supermodel.
“I won’t get out of bed for less than two scoops of kibble.”
Such a Diva.
And yet…she sure knows how to work the camera.
As for me, I’m still giddy with the fabulous gadgety goodness of it all!!