Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Spring Is On Its Way. Life is good!

It's funny, when I was young I loved Winter. I would lay in bed at night and wish with all my might for a snow storm. I'm talking the big ones, 36-inches or more. The kind where everybody would stay home from school and work and then spend the entire day outside until their feet went numb. Now, forget it. If it drops below 40-degrees I'm bundled up in three layers of clothing and cursing the weather. I feel like I'm always cold. But Spring is here. You can feel it in the air and see it everywhere. The mornings are still cold but not mitten cold. The birds fill the days with their welcome Spring songs. Every Spring the whole world seems to come come to life again. Daffodils and forsythias are throwing their petals open to catch the warm rays of the sun. The lawns are turning green and the trees are filled with little buds that seem to grow by the minute. I feel rejuvenated. A surge of energy seems to pulse through my veins. It almost makes me want to clean something. Whoa, where'd that come from. I'm outta here before I go and do something crazy.

Monday, March 30, 2009

New week, new life???

Well, here is is Monday again. Is this the week that I will start something new in my life. Nothing too drastic of course but I am ready for something new. Something fun and exciting. What though? Perhaps I will start to exercise again. God knows I need to. But that isn't really anyhting new nor exciting. Maybe I'll start to get my house in order. I've been threatening to do this for the past 20 years, is this the week I start? No, not that one. If we ever decide to move I'll grab all the good stuff and just bomb the place. It will be a lot easier to clean then. My best friend upped and moved and is starting a whole new life. In some ways it sounds wonderful. New home, new love. I honestly don't think I want that big of a change. I love my husband and I like my home, except for the clutter. My husband won't throw anything out. He feels we may need all this stuff someday. You never know when that empty deodorant can lid will come in handy. That's a whole new story I'll touch on some other time. I would love to figure out what I would like to be when I grow up. Being I'm over 50 I really don't have much more time to figure this out. With the rate I'm going I'll be retiring the week after I start. I've always thought it would be really cool to own my own business. The problem is I don't know what kind of business and with the economy the way it is it is not exactly the ideal time to guess. With owning a one year old Old English Sheepdog I though an indoor dog park would be neat. I would make it look like the Central Park but inside so it could be open year round. There would be huge trees, astro turf (so we could just hose off the doggie diamonds (my dad's name for dog poo) into a special filtration system, big fluffy clouds hanging from the ceiling. There would be benches for the people and a big "grassy area" for ball or friebee playing with your dog. Perhaps would open it up in a shopping mall so people could shop and take their dogs along too. Just an idea. Anybody out there have any ideas???

Friday, March 27, 2009

Another Blond Moment

I really am blond and have have to admit I seem to have my share of blond moments, but I truly believe everyone has blond moments. As I always say, "Blond is just a hair color." Last night was a real BLOND moment for me. I bent down to get my toothbrush out from under the cabinet and sneezed just as I started to bend over. I never realized how strong a sneeze could be. My head must have jerked down from the force and my nose bounced off the counter (I can't believe I am putting this out there for all to see). Geez, did that hurt. As the stars cleared from my vision I cautiously looked in the mirror to make sure my nose was still attached to my face and hoping, no praying, that it hadn't taken on some weird shape. Luckily, it still looked the same. I not really sure if I'd classify that as luck. I won't have minded if it was reshaped into a cute little pixie nose or perhaps one like Christine Brinkley's, but I guess my own familiar nose is better than some of the other options, like Jimmy Durante (I'm showing my age here. For those of you who don't know who he is just google him if you're interested). My nose still hurts today. I'm hoping in a day or two it will be painfree so I don't have to go to the doctor to find out if I broke it. That could be one embarrassing office visit. lol So, who else is going to stick themselves out there and share one of their blond moments? Come on you know you all have some. If you do, I'll tell my story about the time the vacuum cleaner bounced off my head. Now that was a blond moment.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Life After Fiftyish

Life sure is funny. By the time you reach your fifties you think things will start to settle down. In some ways they do. I no longer leave the house at 10pm to go clubbing (remember those days). Now, I'm usually getting ready for bed at that time. I don't really care what others think about me or if my bathrooms are spotless. This is one good thing that comes with age, you finally have the confidence to be yourself and not worry about all of the little stuff. Another good thing is that the kids have been raised for the most part and they are off being responsible adults at college (we know this is because of the terrific parenting job we've all done. lol) But with getting older there are also a lot of terrible things that take place that are totally out of our control. Funerals for one. I've attended over 15 in the last 11 years. My parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, a brother-in-law, my best friends parents, and the list goes on. My sister and I often ask, when does the easy life come? When does life start to become fun and carefree? When do we get to travel around the world or have enough money to buy that dream home overlooking the ocean? I guess I really shouldn't complain. I have a great husband, a terrific kid, an adorable puppy, terrific great friends and a beautiful house and food on the table (which I should go eat before it gets any colder). Well, thanks for visiting and please let me know what you'd like to see on this post. I'm new at this and would love your suggestions.