Tuesday, April 6, 2010

People Watching and Musings

So many thoughts so little time:

Like the girl in the George Clooney (Up in the AIR), are most young girls marrying out of desperation and because they think "he'll work"? Seems like it.

When does a former spouse become a "friend"? Is it a case of disassociation or pure denial?

Do all the people currently basing public pensions understand what the term "dog pile" means?

Can snappishness and selfishness be seen under black light? If so, each young man should carry one and wave it like a cross? It would save a lot of heartache.

During the demonizing of religion, are people aware of their own sanctimonious behavior toward their own pursuits and needs?

What caused the young squirrel to fall out of the tree and crash on the stone wall?

How many peonies this year and how many apricots?

If the gov takes 10%+ how many leave and how fast? Book your appointment NOW!

How long is too long to wait for having children. Babies at 40? Makes me tired.

If I finish my new mohair scarf, will it still be chilly enough in the morning to wear?

What's the best age for a facelift? What's this "growing into it" crap?

Do hypocondriacs have more fun or just more drugs? Maybe one induces the other--without guilt!

Monday, April 5, 2010

To Newport and Beyond


It has been a busy month. I spent two weeks of trying out retirement, just to see if the effects of winter and early spring weather could be minimized with an infusion of sunshine and golf. My Dog, I think I can do this. It was great to slip away and let the garden and house take care of itself on auto-pilot and return to a color burst of tulips, daffs, amaryllis, lavender, and Ranunculus. The roses are going crazy and blooms should be here withing two weeks.


Easter was a riot. When I told a co-worker that I had overdosed on peeps. She asked me how many came for dinner. Oh, Peeps! What a difference a generation can make. Everyone ate the heads off the bunny cookies with the weird blue eyes; and the four small ones scrambling for plastic eggs just before the cloudburst reminded me of days long gone by when the whole neighborhood hunted (haunted) the greenbelt for surprises. After seeing a local tele stations Egg-Cam, I now have a different perspective!


The introduction of new relationships this year made me realize that the year, although filled with emotional chaos, has been for the best. For the first time, I had people hop in to help without being asked, and received unsolicited affection from people I barely knew.


The dinner (unorthodox at least) made everyone happy (2-86) and even Mimi said that she thought things were working out for the best. As usual, I told her that it wasn't mine to say or determine, and that things can change in a blink of an eye.


Anyway, Papa found that a two year old can be very wise and that eating earlier in the day allows a lot of time for evening snacks.