Rainey Daze and Crazy Nights

Poetry, Paintings, and Ponderings: Through My Eyes

Parts Sag and Things Hurt October 7, 2013

This weekend, I went for a trip on the motorcycle. I had a great time, but my butt hurts from riding 1,100 miles. And my back hurts from two nights on a brick-hard hotel bed.

I’m also sun burnt from an October sun that didn’t know it was October.

I woke up late this morning because I set my alarm for the wrong time. It wasn’t terribly wrong, but just enough to start my day off-kilter.

Got to work on time, but no time to spare. In fact, no time to spare all day. After my normal morning meeting, I had a meeting with the bosses to brainstorm and problem-solve. When they left, it seemed as though everyone on staff was lined up outside my door with a different problem. I guess it is good that I am needed at work.

At the end of the day, I had a nose bleed. Not bad; just a little one. I haven’t had one since I was a kid.

On the way home, my left eye started twitching. It does that some time for no apparent reason.

Sometimes, it’s a bitch getting older. Parts sag or don’t work and things hurt, but my mind doesn’t know we are getting older. It wants to go and do like we always have. I still have fun, but fun hurts more now than it did.

Did I mention that today was my birthday?




The Grinch is Buying a Christmas Tree December 8, 2012

LightsIt is now December 8 and I am finally getting my Christmas tree today. I am not doing any other decorations, inside or out, but the tree I must do. If nothing else just to keep up the appearance that I am normal.

Christmas usually explodes at my house. By that I mean that you can see the glow of my house for miles. I have a Christmas angel, garland lights on the railing of the front porch, icicle lights, lights on the bushes, an antique wooden set of handmade sleigh, reindeer, and santa, and several larger trees loaded with lights. That’s just the OUTSIDE decorations. Inside, I have several trees. I also switch out every decorative item in my house and replace it with Christmas decorations.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? The last few years, I could care less about Christmas. This year is the worst year ever. My spirit is zero. I went from being the Pied Piper of the season to the Grinch. I can see my family looking at me and wondering, but no one has come right out and asked me yet. I hope they never ask, because I don’t know the answer.

It’s not just the decorations. I always get great pleasure from selecting special gifts for those I love. When I go on motorcycle trips, I am always on the lookout for unique things my girls would love. It’s not about the money, it’s about finding small items that bring pleasure to my girls. This year I have bought NOTHING. I cannot seem to think of anything for them.

I also craft items. I paint, make jewelry, etch glassware, and other artsy type items. It feels good to give something I created to someone, and to see that they truly like it. This year, I haven’t stepped foot in my craft room. I have some ideas of what I could make, but no desire.

I HATE this feeling! I want my spirit back! Being a Grinch is not fun for me!