Until we retire, life is rushed. One solution is daily quiet time–taking time mornings for coffee and reflection before the rest of the household awakens, or evening quiet time with herbal tea, wine, or spirits after the kids are in bed. I often ponder life as I sip; so I share my musings here for you to ponder for fun or reflection. You may also submit your own short musings in the comment box for consideration for publication. Please provide your first name and last initial so I may credit your work if selected for posting.
Shopping, you hurriedly pull 12 individual blueberry yogurts off the shelf. Once home you realize you actually have 2 blueberry and the rest lurking pineapple. For a short time you learn to love pineapple.
Any day you can belly laugh with family or a friend is a beautiful day. Love abounds in mirth.
Likewise, anytime you can laugh with your spouse/partner is a beautiful day. A partner you laugh with daily is heaven on earth!
And, anytime you can share time with your pet is a good day. Hug your dog, pet your cat, ride your horse. Don’t have a pet? What are you waiting for? Even goldfish need love…
Any day you can lift someone else’s spirits with a kind word or a smile is a beautiful day. I try and do this daily. Compliment the convenience store clerk on his or her hair, dress, attitude or service; you’ll see another human being light up like star shine, and their aura bounces back to you tenfold.
Some mornings, not even coffee can rouse you. Going back to bed for another hour is the only solution.
It is a happy day whenever we women find good bras that fit!
Ladies, after age 50 gravity takes over our breasts, and gentlemen, it grabs your gonads. No problem. Pull them up, keep moving…
Whenever you wake up in one of those moods—angry, sad, depressed, grumpy, PMS, blue, disappointed, grinchy, sullen, tired, achy– take heart and barrel your way on through. In 24-48 hours, this too shall pass.
When we are in one of those moods, and we are not sure why our partner loves us, take comfort that he or she does indeed love you. And if you get all mopey and dopey and say thank you for loving me when I can’t even love myself today, that’s OK, too.
If you are feeling low, don’t wallow alone. Go to your partner, friend, family member, or pet and ask for a hug and snuggle time. Human and animal touch is instantly healing. Go ask. All you have to do is ask. You’ll feel instantly a bit better.
Did you know that the letter w is the only letter in the alphabet with three syllables and all other letters are one syllable letters? Go ahead; recite the alphabet out loud or in your head. See, I told you. For word lovers this is cool and weird at the same time.
When your parter is gone for the morning, do you brew the full pot of coffee or half? Do you look at the numbers on the side of the glass pot and exclaim, my God, 12 cups? I’m only supposed to have two a day. Oh well…. And, no, I won’t use my Kurig single cup, where is the community in that?
Chinese kitchens at our local grocer were created so at least once a week we get the fresh veggies we’re supposed to get daily without doing the work. No, dear husband, you can’t have the fried sesame pork; no vegies in that!
Pizza was invented because God loves us greatly. My wine loving friends feel the same about wine.
The next time you are in your kitchen contemplate that your silverware, dishes, and pots and pans may outlast your lifespan? I have kitchen items I’ve now had for 40+ years. Is it time for new items? Yes, but why?
A wise friend shared that she starts every morning before getting out of bed by thinking about three blessings in her life, and that keeps the small annoyances that come with everyday living at bay. Good idea. I tried it; it works.
If you hate the end of summer and lament the coming of fall, look at fall the way another of my wise friends sees it, “The bright side is that it’s almost pumpkin latte season at Starbucks!”
It is said that patience is a virtue. It is, but it’s damn hard. Patience my arse, I want it now.
It’s wise to be money prudent, but in the case of house buying, if you wait, you lose.
I am fortunate to live in a part of the world that has four distinct seasons and there are things I love about each one. There is… the first snow of winter, new life in spring, sunny summer lake days, and then…autumn. Today I sit on my deck on a gorgeous Indian summer day in September as I type this, listening to the cricket symphony, breathing in the clean, fresh autumn air. The warm sun oversees a playful, fall breeze beckoning everyone—come, come out and play. Get out of your stale air houses and come dance with Mother Nature. She is wearing her autumns’ finest, ready to nurture all who come to her table. D A N C E and B R E A T H E…
Good dental hygiene is paramount, but after 30 years the damn caps still get decay underneath them. It is ironic to me that the Carpenters (Karen deceased) serenade me at the dentist while I suffer through root canal hell.
Coffee Prayers…
Dear God, please help me as I age to never become a cranky, old, narrow-minded codger with a hateful heart. Amen.
Dear God, help me to not be an unsolicited, nagging parent to my adult children. Grant me the ability to ask the right questions of my children when I see them struggling and ask if they have considered X options, rather than tell them X options. Help me then to back off and pray, and let them prosper and fail and find their own way in the world. Help me to be a parent they like to be around and want to come visit, because when I’m in that care home someday I will miss them and I will want them to come see me.