Sunday, September 29, 2013
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
This time the favor is extending over a week. And for 3 days all was no cat observed status quo. But then two days ago the little lady appeared. Chatting up a storm. I let her rub against my legs. Reached down and petted her head, but no more for this is the I don't want to be touched cat.
Two days ago she nearly tripped me moving between the still quite full food bowl and the sink. Stopping mid step I rubbed her about the ears. Her little purr engine was fully engaged. Interesting I thought. For this is not the cat we know.
Last night instead of feeding, watering and scooping first I sat on the couch. Seconds later the little lady was up in my lap. Allowing me to pet and hold her. Rub and cozy.
We sat there 30 minutes until she, after depositing a lifetime's worth of fur on my clothes, got up and moved to the neighboring chair. Then looking at me sent the clear message food was now desired.
The similarities between teens and cats is quite astounding.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Monday, September 23, 2013
The dear wife was in bed. I woke her gently by whispering in her dialect, "Get up! You die in bed!" It might seem crass but she chuckled. Knowing it was our inside joke to use her own mother's words to start the rise and shine process. Alicia didn't rise but instead I sat on the side of her bed and got an Italian refresher lesson for 45 minutes. She started to tire. I told her I loved her. Kissed her and went to find her husband in the common room.
Gaetano was in his chair. He recognized me but my name escaped him. No worries dear friend; but he doesn't converse much now. Seemingly lost in dementia. So what to talk about?
"Dear friend, I have picked up the banjo again."
"Yes, and I even recorded some music on my phone. Would you like to hear it?"
We did. He nodded with the beat. We listened twice and he offered me a music teacher's encouragement talking for almost twenty minutes.
So really who benefited from the visit the most?
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Saturday, September 21, 2013
"Sure I'll take it." For I had heard about how broken sections are removed and replaced but I had never attempted it. So here was my opportunity. My chance to learn.
Friday, September 20, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
While slowly taking on a hill, a cyclist stormed up behind me and then proceeded to pass me and my efforts as if I was standing still. There I was riding an excellent bike, wearing all the correct clothes, pedaling as hard as I could and whoosh; without even knowing the guy, the wind left my sails.
Did I belong out there? Slow... Could I really tell people that I love to ride after being pants so effortlessly? The guy wasn't even breathing hard.... Part of me felt like hanging up the fancy clip in shoes right then and there. Was I a fraud? Thankfully I was several miles from home to think about bike riding and the only person it should matter to, me.
The bike. She is a beauty and picked not for her sleekness but for her gentleness on my knees. She is a joy to pedal. I do love her, even though, right now, that knee twinges. No fault of the bike as I probably worked out too hard last night.
The clothes. Really would I wear such clothes if not functional? Tights or shorts? Shirt with back pockets for holding phone, shoes covers, etc... No. The clothes are required for functionality, comfort and warmth. I am looking forward to long fall rides.
A fraud? No. Just an old lady refusing to quit.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Friday, September 13, 2013
Created by my middle schooler. No pattern; just a vision in her head to guide her.
Our dining room looks like a sewing bomb exploded. I love it. I hope it stays that way for a very long time.
Go Visionary! Go!
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
They all spread with little seeds. Careful what you pick up and carry. Careful what you sow.