Month: February 2017

Decisions are Always Easy…After a Shower

Today I was faced with making some very difficult decisions.  Fortunately, the decisions were not life or death matters, just many things going on in my life both personally and professionally.  I get a bit panicky when everything seems to be happening at once and since I am at this strange crossroads in life, I am needing to decide how I should proceed.

It’s funny because when I need to confront my ever changing mind, I generally will stop in my tracks, and do what I’m sure many others do, maybe with different motivations, but hopefully with some positive end results.  The custom I adopt to magically dissolve away all of my problems and bring forth all of those wondrous decisions is none other than, did you guess…of course, a good ol’ fashioned shower!  It is miraculous how a shower, with its glorious, steaming presence seems to always, without hesitation, clear my doubt-filled head while allowing me the opportunity to figure out my next steps. My husband absolutely despises when I enter this enchanted downpour because as I exit this ceremonial ritual, my first words always seem to be “Sweetheart, did you remember to…”.  Oh boy, and how he hates that!  I just chuckle at this silly little way that undeniably always gets under his skin.

So, did that shower actually provide a judgment to the rolling thoughts swimming endlessly in my mind?  YES, as a matter of fact, I made quite a few decisions I am happy to report.  Now were they the right decisions? Heck, if I know!  I said I made decisions after my shower.  I didn’t say if they were right or if they were wrong!

Oh What a Beautiful Morning…

Today was one of those sleepy dreadful mornings, as the day after Super Bowl generally is.  As I finished getting my son ready, I watched the morning news which reported about a beautiful green-blue meteor that lit up the 1:30 a.m. skies.  I ran to tell my son, who is just as fascinated as me when we hear reports such as these.  We regrettably agreed we wished it was us who eyewitnessed this last night, as I turned off the TV.  I refilled the bird seed in the feeder and then proceeded to the car.

My son absolutely despised going to school today, as he sleepily closed the car door.  I yelled to him don’t worry, it will be a good day as I blew a kiss out the car window.  On my way home, the morning sun began to peek through the clouds.  As I entered my neighborhood, I was delighted to see not one, but SIX deer crossing the street one by one!  I smiled as the last straggler hesitated, glanced at me for reassurance, and then continued on the path of the others.  When I then entered my home, I already had one of my feral kitty’s patiently waiting for his morning morsels.  I quickly brought him his breakfast and he happily lapped up the milk with a flickering tail waving up high as if to say, thank you for remembering me today!  I walked upstairs, and smiled from ear to ear as I now watched my favorite feathered friend, the tufted titmouse happily hoarding the fresh sunflower seeds I added to the feeder at day break, before the competition begins with all of the other visitors that will soon be joining him.  He hopped along my deck hurriedly yet delicately, seizing quickly, yet daintily, every seed he can.

As I sluggishly gazed at this wondrous display of beauty and grace, I thought quietly to myself, oh what a beautiful morning, as I contentedly continued about my day.

6 More Weeks of Winter…YAY!

Well, my chubby little friend, Punxsutawney Phil made his long awaited prediction today, and to the dismay of many of his followers, winter will continue marching on for six more weeks.  Was he truly right as he crawled back to bed after witnessing his shadow?  It happened near 7:30 a.m. EST today, and for us watchers in the Midwest, Spring has already shown itself in a few different ways.  Just two days ago I spotted my first robin, happily hopping along the brown grass hunting for any worms to feast.  Also, the temperatures have reached above normal several days in January, including the dreaded lack of snow!

As a winter lover, I am believing in my plump weather rodent and yearning for one mammoth snow storm to complete my seasonal fix!  Once that happens, then Spring can cheerfully move on in, and the masses can proceed to gloat, but until then, please let Mr. Phil’s forecast continue as planned.  Good night my Pennsylvania furry friend, see you again the same time next year…