Global warming gave me a gorgeous spring day today in the middle of winter.
I was going to crank out more biscotti today, but the bay and my girls were urging me out. The snow has begun to melt, although I still have the fear of falling on the ice.It seems I just envision me on my back with two metal rods coming out of my knees.
It was great to actually get to the bay and see a regular bay;that is, one without ice and snow.It was bizarre to see an unusually high tide this morning, though.
We went up to the bay twice,as a matter of fact.It was quite enjoyable. In fact, after I post this, we’ll go out again and take advantage of this glorious day.
There is one reason that I relish the evenings here rather than in the city.I actually got the chance to see stars in the sky.
Sure, when you are in a major metropolitan city, there is a lot of “light” pollution, and very seldom do you actually get to see more than a star or two.Trust me, I speak of 54 years of experience.
We came in from dinner tonight and the sky was actually glittering like diamonds, complete with last quarter, or crescent,moon. You could only look up and know that there was Divine Intervention in the design of that sky. Oh sure, we get our share of snowy, rainy and cloudy nights, but boy, look out when the stars appear. Hollywood, on any award night, pales by comparison.
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.
When I took the girls out this morning, I actually wore a baseball hat with my winter coat.It was comfortable and felt kind of bizarre not wearing 15 layers.It was incredible that with a full deck of ice on Delaware Bay,here I was wearing a baseball hat.
Fast forward to the next walk of the day.Egad! The wind chill kicked up along with the wind.I went back and switched to a winter hat and made sure my knit eternity scarf was wound tightly.Sure, we got spoiled with a high of 40 degrees yesterday, but tonight our low is a solid 8 degrees.I think that I am taking a hot shower and going to bed early.I did out sheets today so there are some fresh polar fleece sheets on the bed, ready to get us snuggling underneath while the winds howl.
Someone asked me about spring coming, and I said I wasn’t looking forward to all the influx of tourists here.There is something about the quiet of the cold and the sleeping state of nature that makes you appreciate the beauty of the season.
Gia Caragi was a girl who was three weeks younger than me. I never knew her. I knew of her as I was in my teenage years reading Glamour, Mademoiselle,and Cosmopolitan.She was a fashion model who had it all, and then lost it to drugs and finally Aids.
I just saw her movie done by HBO which starred Angelina Jolie.I am sure it’s about ten years old, if not older, but watching the movies brought back some memories for me.In the movie they replicated some of the magazine shots they took, and I remember seeing that picture in the magazine.It’s funny to see a piece of my life, albeit a small part, in a period movie.
Her life spanned only 26 years, but, I am glad that I didn’t have the looks that lead to the type of exposure she did. God moves in mysterious ways.
…in search for different color polishes.
I was struck by the fact that I am old enough to remember going to a F.W.Woolworth and buying a bottle of Cutex nail polish for .69 a bottle. Obviously not a winner for them, but they still keep pumping out nail polish remover.The early colors were clear,light pink, coral, white frost, and red.End of story.Five colors.Today I bought two bottles of Revlon for what I could have opened a store with stock of Cutex nail color back then. I went back to the oh, so popular, purple and a light pink. I figured I’d give the blue nail color a rest for a wee bit.
While in the store, I saw the Kardashian line,Essie,Opi, and so on, and so on and enough colors to make a box of 64 Crayola crayons blush with what they were missing. Who thinks up these colors? More importantly, when I wanted an Essie shade that I used on my wedding day, I had to resort to eBay, yes, eBay, to find it.I guess light colors are for us old timers and you aren’t with it unless you are buying “Dealers’ Choice”, which was the blue shade I was wearing, or my new purple color called, “Up the Ante”.
Those marketing people know how to keep themselves in a job…lol.
So this is day four into my home attempt at using a gel polish on my nails from home.The polish was Revlon’s Dealer’s choice, and I only picked the color after seeing all the oceanic summer colors that are out there.I wanted to see how long I’d be using just the polish, with no extra bells and whistles.
I find it highly ironic that I had commented to Jim that, upon seeing someone with blue toe nail polish in a CVS,saying “what’s wrong with her nails?”, and then realizing there was polish that color. I have to hand it to my mother-in-law, who, for the 15 years I’ve known her, was never one to shy away from an unusual color.
We have a funeral at the end of the week and it’ll be a test if the color stays good, then maybe, just maybe this might be the road to go.
I have always been a traditionalist when it came to nail polish. My range went from clear to an occasional dabble in pink.
Then I turned 50.Not that I could actually grow nails long.I decided that violet was my new color,like the red hat or purple hat ladies.Now that it’s summer, I went to shades of blue and green, which happen to be my favorite colors.It was funny though: I thought I felt old nuns and my Mom yelling on why I am wearing such tramp colors. I remember in grammar school, the nuns would say that wearing red nail polish meant the devil got you.
So I will give the wild life a little chance…we’ll see how it goes.
Tomorrow will be one week since I had my nails done with the shellac polish.
I had them in good shape for my niece Kat’s shower, done a ton of household type work,and they are looking just as good as last week. Of course, I’d like to thank my pals, especially Julie Berg, who told me how difficult it is going to be to get this polish off my nails. It’s not going to scare me. I accomplished nice looking nails for the shower and hopefully Easter. The next round will be for the graduation and the wedding.
I had read about this and having a “social” weekend coming up, I wanted to see how my nails would hold up.
I used to have acrylics done for a while and when it came time to trying to get my knees done,the nails had to come off.It took 2 and 1/2 years to get them back into serviceable shape.This shellac manicure is just supposed to keep you with fresh looking nails for 2 weeks.
Below is a shot of the nails that got done on April 9th…I’ll keep you posted.
I have a TV shopping channel on the background as I am trying to get some things together and thought how sad things are for women**as far as cosmetics go**.
You “need” a serum for morning and night, you need a bb cream, cc cream, and a gallon of tar….**joking**. I mean, seriously, do you see a really big run by guys to stores for the same stuff they shamelessly shill women for on tv? We aren’t speaking $5.00 either. I just heard one price as $104.00.
Probably it’s because we baby-boomers are moving into the aging bracket is why the push is on for all of this stuff by marketers. Seriously, though,how much stuff do you need? Put enough of this crap on your face and before you know it, you’ll be back to adolescent acne.