So I’ve been thinking . . . about cable, taxes, body image, bombings, media, birthdays, complaining, age-shaming, and BABY GOATS!!!
Yes, this is how my mind works. (And believe me, there’s more.) So here goes . . .
- Cable – Seriously, do I have bad cable karma? Every time, and I mean every time, I get a new cable box or do any service related to my television, something goes wrong. For reasons I will not bore you with, I now need four remotes in order for my cable, sound, and television all to work together.
- Taxes – Say the word “taxes” and my mood goes immediately from sweet to sour. It’s a Pavlovian response.
- Body image – Oh so much I could write about this but that’s a separate essay. Bottom line, your body is nobody’s business but your own. All that matters is how YOU feel about it.
- Bombings and Terrorism – Is this the new way of war? Enough is enough.
- Media – All lives matter.
- Birthdays – Birthdays are a celebration of the day you were born. How cool is that? Yeah, yeah, well, not this year for one cranky birthday gal.
- Complaining – Is it ok to complain if I am using to inform myself of the things I don’t like or want to change?
- Age shaming – When did 40 become so “old?” On the show Younger, you’re either a 40-year-old trying to pass as a 26-year-old because that’s the only way you can get a job or you’re a 40-something bitchy, cranky, lonely, hard-up yet successful businesswoman. Nice message TVLand. (Guess I’ll use one of my four remotes to turn that off.)
- And . . . BABY GOATS!!!
And another thing (or two or five) . . .
- The scariest thing
- Speaking of body image
- I want to know how I can use my frequent flier miles this way.
- What made me happy-cry this week
- What made me happy this week
I’ve been reading . . . Olive Kitteridge. I’m almost done with it but I am drawing it out so I can continue to savor it. Finished The Vegetarian. Didn’t love it. The Vegetarian. The book is getting lots of rave reviews but, for me, it didn’t work.
I’ve been listening to . . . a lot of different music but all with one thing in common–softness. My psyche yearns for the comfort of soft music. Been listening to Iron & Wine, Ed Sheeran, some jazz mixes, a little classical, acoustic mixes, The Civil Wars, and Peter Murphy.
We have no Image,
We’re just called the Good Friends
We call the madmen back
As they fly to the ant hills
We never know, we never know
We’re fueling for the Light
Cascading like the rain In twilight
(Verse from Peter Murphy’s Cascade)
Have a wonderful weekend!
(Image found here.)