It was never this quiet in the old days.
NEVER…..at least back home in the city.
Our neighborhood was known for it’s trick or treating. We were a corner house where single neighbors came out to party with us outside with beer,pizza and hoagies; and the locals kiddos knew they could clean up at our house-a virtual one stop shopping of treats. The neighbors and ourselves enjoyed seeing what the current trends in costumes were.
I had my neighbor bring her 3 year old son and 3 week old boy out today around three. That has been it.
Kasia has had her walk in the rare event there were goblins in our route.
It’s 6:46 pm now. I will hang in there until 8 pm.
Oh well…can’t say I didn’t give it a shot.
Greetings from Sick Bay.
Just to keep Kasia company, I ,too,
am hobbling a bit.
My guess, and the vet’s diagnosis, is that the littlest of girls pulled something in a leg, and woke up Thursday morning with a severe case of the hobbles.
In the meantime, from dodging the millions of acorns that fall down here, my ankle has awakened last year’s case of tendonopothy, according to my Orthopedist this morning:
It’ll be light off my feet this weekend, probably just potty walks for Kas and me for her company.
After all: what are Best Buddies for…..
Sitting in my rocker ,waiting for my melatonin to chime in and as usual, nothing is on cable.
Oh, wait; my cataracts allow me to see playing on Turner Classic Movies Mom’s favorite movie- Dr.Zhivago!
Sometimes you get a check in from heaven. It’s always appreciated!
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder what is in my little girl’s head.
Sometimes I see her and she is hanging in front of the television, and I swear she is watching it, Usually if I move to my desk, she’ll wander over to see what I am doing, and lay down to keep me company.
I’m not completely dense, though. The photo above is her”wait on me I’m rich.” look. She is done her walk, and wants to go in to see her Dad.
I know my place.
It was a rather stormy day here at Undisclosed location today, with occasional breaks of sun.
I took advantage of the weather to do something I haven’t done in a while.
I really never was good taking a nap. I remember my Mom telling me, “You don’t have to sleep, just close your eyes and rest.” While she was saying that, I had my back lightly scratched by her.It was my childhood version of Aleve PM.
As I got older, I found I would nap hard; that is, I would wake up from an alleged nap feeling like I just had five hours of sleep. and had that early wake up headache as a result.
Now, staring down the barrels looking at 58, I do what my doctors used to tell me through my cancers. It is something I always preached but seldom practiced. Listen to your body. If it’s tired, rest it. You’ll feel better for it.
Better late than never.
OCTOBER’S PARTY by George Cooper
October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came –
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.”
The above verse of this poem was drummed into my head in third grade, or maybe fourth, by my teacher, and, for some reason, it has always stayed in my head.
There are many changes that occur in this time of year. Zush is no longer with me, my friend Kathy’s Mom has passed away, school has started up again and it’s the last semester for my nephew Gregory. Kasia is now almost 9 years old.
My father would always tell me how much he hated autumn. I always thought this was strange coming from a man whose birthday was smack dab in the middle of October. As 58 comes heading my way, I get it, Dad.There are no guarantees that the same trees will have leaves next year, or the same people will still be in our lives.It was Dad’s own bittersweet way of letting me know that nothing is forever, and the concept of death made him rather mellow. I am sure he is happy now with my Mom in heaven.
In the meanwhile, Kasia and I will help Jim rake our leaves down here.
Sunday is just about done. It just doesn’t feel the same with a Philadelphia Eagles game on the television.
Don’t get me wrong, I occasionally watch the Eagles. After last night’s Penn State game, I was in the mood to stay cozy and watch a game. Oh well.
I am sure I’ll get this face tomorrow morning, but the show must go on.
Have a good week.