Monthly Archives: October 2010

Thursday… again

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The best thing about the future is it arrives one day at a time


Is it just me or  do you find it is always Thursday?  Every time I look up from the  busy life it is Thursday. Always Thursday. If I could summarize my life it would be a race where the baton is passed on a Thursday only I am passing it to myself. Thursday is a check point,  a milestone, a time to catch my breath and look the week up and down.  I love that  the week is not over yet.

Remember   that  Olympic athlete who said “if my life had a pause button I would use it now. ”

This is the way I always**** feel.

Especially when I look up and it is Thursday again.

*** ok, except for that black period which I can no longer remember.

Of course you have one more teensy weensy minute to read my other new post on my other site called growing pains. Click here

the object of my desire

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You are the one I have dreamed about for so long. I love the way I feel when I am with you; confident, free, not too safe. You are an indulgence, a luxury, nothing about you and me  makes sense.

When we are together I forget the others; the minivan, the bicycle, my two feet.

When I walked by my neighbour’s house the other day and saw they were selling their beautiful sky blue scooter I almost wept. I had put buying a scooter  for myself on my wish list four years ago as I goal of freedom and self sufficiency. If I could afford a  silly scooter it would represent financial comfort and a side of me that was just for me- You cannot shlep groceries, art supplies or teenagers in one. It is frivolous, whimsical and even a bit dangerous. And $3300.

Not this week.

What are the chances of a double rainbow? what are the chances of anything at all? Check out my other new post by clicking here. Right now.

catching old

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My dad used to say this all the time in defence of not doing something that was over the hill. “If I do that I will catch old”. “If I go there I will catch old.” ” If you do that you will catch old”

I have my own list of things I won’t do for fear of “catching old”

I won’t say “turn that God foresaken music down”

I won’t wear brown oversized cardigans or tent dresses or birkenstocks

I won’t wear handsome pant suits

I won’t wear a bathrobe and fuzzy slippers to take the garbage out.

I will avoid excessive attention to sensible choices except where life threatening

I won’t take myself too seriously

I won’t be jealous of  anything other than intelligence, competence and originality

I won’t be (too) judgemental

I won’t hang with the negatives

or the people who act their age

I won’t stop dunking under when I swim no matter how much I look like a drowned rat

I won’t say “it feels good to sit down” . Even if it does.

I won’t play bridge-I know, I know, all the young people are doing it but I’d rather play poker out of principle.

I won’t talk about “mid life” or getting older.

I won’t care about idle gossip. It takes you down, reduces you.

I won’t turn down fun

Ok so I have the spirit of an eight year old but what about the body and face. YIKES. Have to lose ten years by tomorrow night. Check out my other blog by clicking here.