So you get up, take a shower, and start your day

Memories and new things, too.

I had my elbow jogged by a friendly sister Sunday, who was lending me a book I hadn't yet read, but wanted to.  We ended up going for a nice walk as a side trip.  It was a pretty day and the colors were outstanding.  It is that time of the year when half the tree has turned, but not the other side of the tree.  Beautiful, but I failed to take photos.

One of the topics that came up peripherally was the movie, Crazy Rich Asians.  I had never seen it, but it has become such a trope of pop culture... and this afternoon, I found it in my streaming service as a selection, and watched it!

I started reading the book, which is a bit of a horror story, appropriate for Halloween!  So taking it a bit slowly at first, I got sucked in.

Then as the evening came on... a blast from the past:  Donovan's Reef.  An old John Wayne, Lee Marvin, Caesar Romero and Dorothy LaMour picture.  Made me think a bit about how we train  children in "romance" and gender roles... how many movies did John Wayne spank his co-star in:  The Quiet Man, McClintock, and this one, to name three.  

Little things happen in a week

Little things like spotting a small praying mantis hanging out by your front door.  I've always found these insects fascinating.  Perhaps they have been the model for some of the aliens in science fiction movies.  Think about it.

Yesterday some workmen came by and painted the fire hydrant on the corner.  Once upon a time it was red.  As of yesterday afternoon, it is now green.  I saw a news clip that the city was painting them to color code something... now I've forgotten what they were coding... capacity?  Pressure?  I've seen blue ones other places in the city.  Mine's green.  I'll have to pay attention as I go walking to see if others in the neighborhood have been similarly changed.

And things happen with loved ones that impact your day

The phone rang early this morning.  I got out of bed to answer it... the mythical son apologized for calling so early, but did I still have the crutches?  He'd rolled his ankle and needed to borrow them.

I didn't even put on my glasses as I felt my way down to the garage to check.  I muttered to myself, "Now, Barb, don't roll YOUR ankle rushing".  "No, no," responded the son, "don't make things worse!"

I immediately spotted... ONE crutch.  Where would its mate be?  Probably somewhere close.  I extracted the one and set it over by the wall to consider where "somewhere close" might be... and sure enough, it had fallen down beside the box from which I'd extracted the first.

Took them out and put them on the porch, asking my son what time it was... "5:40" he responded.  Oh, well, I thought, I have the heating check coming today and they didn't give me a specific time range, other than 7 a.m. to 7 p.m.  So, I got up, took my shower, and started my day.

The kids came and got the crutches, I collected the story of the slip and fall in his own kitchen... it's always something silly, isn't it?  And they went off on their way to urgent care.  I've never been more grateful for his having a partner to help in these situations.  And grateful in all my de-stuffing of the house, that the crutches were not among the casualties.

✨🔥 Life is good.  Spark on!