Summer is taking its’ toll.
Our tomatoes were happy until the rains hit. I have gone swimming once so far. The highlight has been my Gerber daisies hanging in there, thanks to advice and some fertilizer.
I’m thankful I have my good friends to check in with and occasionally hang with. Kasia and I keep walking, making up for lost mileage in the boot. I have to admit that this summer has me worn out. Sure, there’s air conditioning but I can’t wait for a good night’s sleep with air conditioning off and windows open.
This is the second summer Kasia has been without her sister.
Sometimes I think, in her own way, she misses Zush as much as I do.We would all have ice in our water when we needed to cool off, and I miss putting towels down to make sure they were not too sloppy. It is true: you always miss what’s gone.
Ah, the joys of Memorial Day weekend.
Cars overloaded,lines at any local establishment,and even opting for a 7am Mass today, we found a Church that was full.
My mother would always warn me against wishing my life away.
The summer and its’ heat, and the absence of tranquility here makes me once again long for the quiet of September onward.That will be a novel twist for me this year, as I will be waiting for school to begin.
I guess things have gone full circle for me.
Well, we finally had a rainy night last night, and, might I add, it is long overdue.
Of course the summer was long and dry,perfect:the reason was because I was working ALL summer and didn’t have a chance to ENJOY it.Well, I did when I got the chance to get out with the girls and Jim and went for a ride or a hike. Still, the summer went flying by.
Here it is, the first week of autumn, and my first”weekend” off, and of course it is really dreary.I am getting the girls out, and most particularly,Zush and I are taking second walks so I can get a urine sample from her for tomorrow’s vet visit. She is meeting her new vet, and getting her second blood work drawn.
Please work a prayer or send some healthy puppy vibes up for the Zusher tomorrow-she sure can use it!
There are ads on the television for back to school, every fourth post on Facebook is about pumpkin- flavored everything coming back and I am in my own little version of the fictional Amity and what do you think is on the AMC?
Yup, Jaws is on the television.
It officially feels like August for me now. The only bad part is I have work tomorrow.Oh well..you have to take the bitter with the better.
I can’t believe July is almost over.
I was hoping to have had some time for rest and relaxation. Instead,I am working. I would have liked to spent time working in my garden. It unfortunately looks like the amount of time I have spent on it.I have enjoyed taking the girls down to the bay before, but now, I have to savor having them at the beach once a week.
We had to take Zush to the vet tonight because she has had a GI bug of sorts.Hopefully, the medicine and temporary diet change we are going to have to do will have her feeling better. It is a bittersweet reminder about how short life is, and it needs to be enjoyed.
I am determined that this last month of August will have me actually taking more time to enjoy things.They say you know what you have missed after it has passed you by.
Here’s to stopping the train, getting off, and savoring what’s left of life.
I have been working a ton, in fact, more than I had thought I’d be.
The summer season is the busy season, and of course, that is why I have a job.I am appreciative of that fact. The trouble was that they had me scheduled for a long stretch of time, and I had mentioned that.They allowed me to get a day in the middle of the stretch, so the end result is I am off tomorrow!
Talk about a pleasant surprise!
I am tired enough so it’ll probably be an early night for me, and hopefully, Mass not withstanding, I can savor some home time tomorrow.It is always good to get a chance to recharge your batteries.
I have off tomorrow.
Yeah, I know, you feel bad for me.
I am trying to look at this as a teacher would working through the winter aiming for summer vacation.You take day after day after day and then finally it’s time for vacation.
In my past posts I have made no secret about how I feel about my adopted hometown in the still of late and off-season.It stands to reason that I would be working through the summer to enjoy my time later on.My only frown is trying to keep up quality time with the girls and catching up with Jim’s schedule once in a while.
It is good to be in a job where my mind has to be sharp.My old work buddies would laugh their butts off at me wearing a Time-Life operator’s headset, when I thought I was done with that.
What goes around comes around.
Ah, the joys of relocation.
This time last year I was lamenting the fact that we had to get up tomorrow morning at 2am and make sure we were packed up to head back to the city. To add insult to injury, after we would unpack the car and walk the girls, we’d have, maybe, a half hour to lay down before I’d have to leave for work.
How times have changed.
I am watching folks in the neighbor hood throw their trash away in their cans, close their windows, pack their cars and kids up and head up Delsea Drive or the Garden State Parkway. It’s a step backward into the area I have come to love during the weekday, the area called QUIET.
Sure, It doesn’t hurt that I have two days off until I have to go back to the bakery, but, hey, it’s the first official weekend holiday of summer. I am not going to bed at 9:30. I am having an adult beverage.I can sleep in tomorrow.
Today is the first day of summer, and it seems that anyone who could, made it down the shore to celebrate the longest weekend of the year.
It is an overcast day here at Undisclosed, although the sun has been playing hide and seek in the clouds. Unfortunately, at least to me,it is also humid, which is my least favorite of weather conditions.My only consolation is that there are maybe three more months of humidity and then fall shows up. My father, and my mom, too, on occasion, would remark about wishing your life away, but humid days, as I get older, well, I can do without.
Pancake breakfast is done, fresh shower under my belt, cold iced tea in my cup… life is good.
Happy First Day of Summer.
Don’t hate me because I do, but I do. I think back to when it was 9 below and I had to walk the girls and thought, spring will be coming. Spring. Spring got me smiling.The thought of summer didn’t.
Mosquitoes, heat,sweat, public transportation…not rocking my world.It’s my fault that I probably look like crap in a bathing suit, but hey,air-conditioning works.Sure, there’s watermelon, water-ice, pasta salad,water, iced tea,and healthier, lighter eating, but **shaking my head** I am and always will be a sweater girl. I like to be cool to the point of needing a little warmth. I know if I was younger,well, summer rocked. If I knew then what I know now, well, I’d never have to give my dermatologist business for skin cancer checks.
So I will veg out with some iced tea, and sit in front of the fan, but rest assured,I am waiting for October.
A co-worker in the office turns 43 today. It made me stop and get the calculator out: I graduated from high school 37 years ago today.Thirty seven…
Am I that old..or wait…I am counting down to retire…I guess I am that old.It’s good to be “that” old.I stop and think back to the heat of that June day, and as I went to an all girls’ high school, we all wore white dresses.They(the high school)gave us all presentation bouquets of red carnations, so, in all it was a very pretty picture. We graduated in the city’s Academy of Music, which has a red velvet seated interior.Seems like so long ago..
It’s a blessing to see my 50’s.