October Optimism - Week 3
I am so glad your date went well, Chill, and I know that I too can?t sleep after such excitement and discovery, even if on the surface I am composed. On another matter, for all the ladies (and any gentlemen) who are joining me in relationship ?issues?, I had the occasion today for a unique perspective. Most people on our thread know that I am taking a water exercise class five early mornings a week, and it is at a local YMCA which I like very much as it serves a really diverse and interesting population in contrast with most of the gyms in this town. The class is fairly intense in its current incarnation but it has been around in one form or another for decades and there is a group of very old ladies who now mainly visit around the edges of the pool, flitting a wrist or two when others are engaged in four hundred cancan kicks in deep water. For some reason they singled me out as an object of interest and invited me weeks ahead to a special lunch (twice, the first time I declined) and to my surprise I went today. One of the twelve ladies (an elegant one with long upswept hair and turquoise) was late because when she had gone home after our class to get changed and fix her husband of sixty-plus years (these ladies are in their eighties, one is ninety) lunch, she found him in his ?usual demeanor? on the couch with a blanket over his head ?watching TV?, it seems he is blind and that is what he does. He didn?t stir when she spoke to him, nor after her coming in and out from her bath, nor after placing a tray and announcing lunch, and these ladies are so self-contained that I was quite sure she was going to say he was not asleep but dead. I thought she would then go on with lunch, planning the services. I was riveted, waiting. Instead she said she peeled back the blanket and ?looked into the barrel of a gun?. It was very hard to keep my face on in any form, I nearly sprayed the table with chowder. Now while obviously he didn?t shoot her and just was scared himself ?heard a noise and all?, this lady just found one more marital challenge that beats the heck out of mine and I think everybody else?s here. By the way, she is going to disable the gun but let him keep it and the bullets. I am currently translating this intelligent response to adversity into my own world. If I can't I am headed for our Dill's boat. Hope to see the rest of you there as needed, Rebirth, Rusty, Rustop, Cyn, Coochie, Sooty, Star, PA, G., Pap (you rock!), Lav, Shelley, SD, et. al. Oh forgive me if I missed anyone, I'll find you yet. Love, Ladybird.
I am so glad your date went well, Chill, and I know that I too can?t sleep after such excitement and discovery, even if on the surface I am composed. On another matter, for all the ladies (and any gentlemen) who are joining me in relationship ?issues?, I had the occasion today for a unique perspective. Most people on our thread know that I am taking a water exercise class five early mornings a week, and it is at a local YMCA which I like very much as it serves a really diverse and interesting population in contrast with most of the gyms in this town. The class is fairly intense in its current incarnation but it has been around in one form or another for decades and there is a group of very old ladies who now mainly visit around the edges of the pool, flitting a wrist or two when others are engaged in four hundred cancan kicks in deep water. For some reason they singled me out as an object of interest and invited me weeks ahead to a special lunch (twice, the first time I declined) and to my surprise I went today. One of the twelve ladies (an elegant one with long upswept hair and turquoise) was late because when she had gone home after our class to get changed and fix her husband of sixty-plus years (these ladies are in their eighties, one is ninety) lunch, she found him in his ?usual demeanor? on the couch with a blanket over his head ?watching TV?, it seems he is blind and that is what he does. He didn?t stir when she spoke to him, nor after her coming in and out from her bath, nor after placing a tray and announcing lunch, and these ladies are so self-contained that I was quite sure she was going to say he was not asleep but dead. I thought she would then go on with lunch, planning the services. I was riveted, waiting. Instead she said she peeled back the blanket and ?looked into the barrel of a gun?. It was very hard to keep my face on in any form, I nearly sprayed the table with chowder. Now while obviously he didn?t shoot her and just was scared himself ?heard a noise and all?, this lady just found one more marital challenge that beats the heck out of mine and I think everybody else?s here. By the way, she is going to disable the gun but let him keep it and the bullets. I am currently translating this intelligent response to adversity into my own world. If I can't I am headed for our Dill's boat. Hope to see the rest of you there as needed, Rebirth, Rusty, Rustop, Cyn, Coochie, Sooty, Star, PA, G., Pap (you rock!), Lav, Shelley, SD, et. al. Oh forgive me if I missed anyone, I'll find you yet. Love, Ladybird.
And I agree with Mr. G-you couldn't sleep because you were, as he said, "stimulated." It's been a long time since I had that I-can't-go-to-sleep feeling because I had such a fascinating date. I would welcome the idea, though.
It was probably something where I misspoke (having one of my many "senior moments.") I hope you are feeling better today....whenever I get a flu like that it just makes me appreciate my health even more, but it's hell going through it. Also, I feel so badly about the ink in your dryer...I hope it didn't ruin anything too dear to you. My mother and I watched the Notre Dame game as well yesterday....we are fans because my father played football there. My mother and I went to several games after my father died and we had a blast.
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