banged elbow on the wall
so elbows up hurts me now--
need to ice and rest
banged elbow on the wall
so elbows up hurts me now--
need to ice and rest
toddler in stroller
saw my owl t-shirt
said "owl," waved, smiled
perspicacious child
because he knows the
most important word
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KQetemT1sWc
In The Early Morning Brain
early morning phone call:
wasted time listening to
a useless message
fast-tracking breakfast
stumbled while I was half-asleep:
nearly dropped coffee pot
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B34qwRrkSvQ
I met you on a blind date
arranged by a woman
who knew our parents
but not us.
She thought we liked fine art
but you liked classical music
and I preferred writing.
You lured me with humour
and we've been married 32 years.
Were you my beshert? Fate?
Or happenstance?
Remember these golden oldies from a student's nightmare playlist?
I haven't done my homework!
I didn't study all year!
I didn't read the textbook and today's the exam!
I don't remember how to get to school!
I forgot to bring my books!
For the past month, Monday nights have brought interrupted sleep, insomnia, or nightmares.
When I wake I realize that I'm anxious about Tuesday mornings, for a good reason which has now been resolved. I hope.
Last night's nightmare was unique and funny--in retrospect. I was told, "You have to have the Passover seder for the entire family. Tonight!" Of course, I hadn't done the shopping, cleaning, or cooking for this. It came as a complete surprise.
So I madly scurried around in a shopping frenzy. I sent flowers to my maternal grandparents. In the dream, I couldn't remember who was still alive and who wasn't. Just which relatives did I need to include? The invitation list and the to-do list grew longer and longer and time was running out...
When I woke I remembered that this was July, not April, so it wasn't Passover after all. I had to laugh.
Only a Jewish woman would ever have such a dream.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h81Ojd3d2rY
I'm an unrepentant night owl.
I go to bed late, partly because it fits my biological clock, and partly because I'm busy doing household stuff. After that I have time for self-care: exercise, meditation, listening to relaxing music. Sometimes I write. Self-care time is non-negotiable.
But I now have to get up extra early and do a lot of chores before I get to have coffee. So I'm chronically sleep-deprived.
Coffee, as everyone knows, is the only reason for getting up before noon. Unless you have a job where someone expects you to be awake and mentally alert. When I had such jobs, I always picked up a cup of coffee and took it to my desk.
I take my coffee black but M puts things in his, including Splenda.
Splenda used to put corny but optimistic advice on its packets. I found they made mornings a little better.
So before I run out of those packets, I'd like to share some
Splenda Advice.
"Create your own sunshine."
"Be happy. It drives other people crazy."
"The perfect moment is now." (I used to debate about the accuracy of this one, but then I realized that the only moment you have now is now.)
"The best way to get there is to start."
"Leave a little sparkle wherever you go." (Sparkle, not glitter. Glitter makes you memorable, but not in a good sense.)
"Life is short. Make it sweet." (Poignant, but true.)
And my favourite:
"Every day is a fresh opportunity."
I'll drink to that!