I remember when I first saw War of the Roses, I thought it was a black comedy that was a little bizarre.
I wasn’t married then.
It is being rerun on cable tonight, back to back as a matter of fact.Jim usually catches part of it with me, and we laugh about the part where Michael Douglas says that he has more square footage in regard to splitting up the house.
Now, from a married persons’ perspective, I find this movie sad.I can see what happens. When you first meet someone one picture is sunny.Then , if you are combining egos, one partner tends to bulldoze the other one.It isn’t always an even run during the marriage.
I am thankful that my marriage is pretty good and I can still watch this movie and not worry about it hitting close to home for me.Still, it’s sad to think that someone actually lives with this kind of fear.
Thank God I am not one of them.
I started seeds indoors this year and Jim started veggie seeds indoor too.
I start mine in egg containers,with dirt in the cups and seeds.Then I moistened the dirt and put the whole container in a clear plastic bag,the type you get when you buy produce.You breathe into it, and your breath provides the gas to turn the sealed up bag into a green house for the plants.Jim used a commercial seed starting kit, which comes with a clear plastic top to it.The veggies he has in there are ready to go in the ground. Mine are close to that point.I might make an attempt to put them in tomorrow. I planted white marigolds, coneflower, coleus and snapdragon.
Once they are in and established, I’ll keep you posted along the way to let you see what makes it through the summer.
This morning, while I was walking the girls, we walked down to the bay.It was a glorious day for it here, although the wind was blowing a bit.
While we were out, I stopped and looked out at the bay.We were at an area where there is a bench by the walkway so we sat down and took it the scene.Rather, I did,as the girls laid low and we happy laying in the grass.I took several deep breaths and knew. I knew the direction that I took when I retired was good.My life, for now, is somewhat peaceful and moving away from the city was the way to go. I always loved water, and as I looked out at the bay, I truly felt my soul at ease.
I knew I was home.
…with the day.
As you slowly come back up from a GI bug, you learn to take things with baby steps.
I have had a few days of ginger ale and fortunately am on natural apple juice, i.e., no added sugar or preservatives, and sun peppermint tea. A banana is now part of my morning, although it’s an issue that I have to tweak, because I am having some cramping in my legs.I find it highly ironic that the news now has stories on avian flu, as we have more rotisserie chicken than we know what to do with. We introduced it as basic protein back in our diet.
The biggest whoop is getting back in synch with my fitbit zip, after going through withdrawal for the past six days.The trick is going through with everything on a daily basis,so my general health can rock.
It was the week that was.
We are working our way out of the sick bay, and I actually got the girls out for a little while today and enjoyed the weather.I took them out and enjoyed the flowers and trees coming into bloom.
The flip side of that is that the pollen is knocking me for a loop, and that really hasn’t happened for a while.I am used to the fact that you have to pay a price for nature’s beauty, but I can’t help but wonder if the harshness of the winter has something to do with this onslaught of pollen.More than likely, I am just pulling out of the GI bug with a pollen chaser.
I am hoping that this week goes better than this past week.The shot I took of the dogwood blossoms made me feel optimistic.Here’s hoping you have a good week too!
So today is day number 4 of my bug from hell.
The diet has been Utz pretzels,wonton soup,ginger ale,and,later sprite. Yesterday, I added banana,wheat thins,and apple sauce to the mix.Yum.**not**..lol.
It is bizarre for me to even not want to think about food, but that has been the way of late.My kind neighbor actually made us a pot of turkey noodle soup, as we have unfortunately been reached the sharing the bug with your spouse phase.
The bright side, if there is one,is I haven’t seen this weight in a while.
This is not the way to do it, though, and I sure don’t recommend it.