Hooking up with an old love of mine

Recently I have had the pleasure of hooking up with an old love of mine. It had been far too long of a time apart and was missed terribly. Now your probably thinking that this is a man. No! A woman? On no! It is my love of reading. It has been years since I have had this feeling about reading. I always used to get this tingly feeling when I opened a book and then it went away. In the years since the feeling went away I read some books and I stockpiled books. In the hope of getting that feeling back. And about a week or two ago the feeling came back. I sat in my reading chair that I got a year ago in anticipation of the feeling returning. So anyway I sat in my chair and picked up the book, opened it and the feeling return. I had to close the book because I was crying with joy. It is back and I am so happy! I am once again finding pleasure in my old love. In fact today I was a bit annoyed because I had things to do and didn't get to read yet. But I will!

I have sat often wondering why it went away. The feeling went away shortly after two terrible things happened in my life. The first was my dear friend Cindy terminal diagnosis of stage 4 breast cancer and my chronic pain condition flaring up. The chronic pain does make it difficult to focus and find a comfortable position but it is doable. And as for Cindy well I spent as much time as I could with her. As we both knew that we didn't have years to spend together. And I am grateful we did that. So between those two things I lost my love for reading. Now it is back and I will take leave of you now. A good read awaits me.

Jesus Christ Superstar

Last night I went with my kid and the boy to see JCS. They got me the tickets for Christmas. It was neither the best nor the worst play I have seen it was enjoyable for the most part. But I do have a few rants. First of all never ever take a straight 16 year old boy to a play. I had the unfortunate seat behind him. They are just not into it. He moved his head so much for a moment I thought he would pull a Reagan from The Exocist and spin his head completely around. I almost had motion sickness. Next even if you know all the words to the songs and can sing like Josh Groban don't sing them before the play. The guy behind me did just that. And he didn't know all the words and he sounded like foghorn leghorn.
Now to the play JCS it starred Ted Neeley. Who also played JC in the movie and I think he was the original JC from it's first broadway run in the 70's. It was a little disconcerting to see a balding Jesus. Also Ted Neeley is at least twice as old as Jesus when he died. He is not the man who made my heart skip a beat in the movie and on the album. Unfortuantely as it has for all of us time has taken its toll. He missed some notes and his voice cracked. But on the other hand they had a very good Judas. That man could sing and act. But my favorite was the woman playing Mary Magdeline. She looked like how I pictured Mary Magdeline looking. Soft, curvy, and red hair. A beautiful voice.
It was a wonderful gift and a wonderful evening with my kid and the boy.

I need gene therapy!

Okay I really do need gene therapy. Yesterday I told you about my mean mudder's love of her life. Today I will tell you a little bit my kid and The Boy. My kid and The Boy are similiar to my mean muidder and Arch. Two peas in a pod and extremely happy. Which is exactly what I wanted for my kid. The Boy still gets the puppy dogs eyes when he's with the kid or talking about her. And she just as ga-ga over him. So anyway today they came and dug me out. Took my mean mudder to grocery store and then the 3 of us went shopping. When we got back and finally got my car out and on the road. The kid who has been working very hard and putting in 12 hours days on a project that was very important involving web design and html. The kid tells me The Boy booked a room at their favorite hotel for tonight. A relaxing evening of swimming and hot tubbing. Exactly what Arch would do for my mean mudder.
Now your probably asking yourself why I need gene therapy. Well you now how in families diseases like diabetes, high blood pressure, etc skips a generation. In my case finding a wonderful man gene bypassed me. WTF!!! I married a man was not so wonderful. The nicest thing he ever did for me was to leave. The most romantic thing he ever did for me was 1 valentine's day he took me to KFC. And not even one with an all you can eat buffet. So I am stumped why I couldn't and can't find a wonderful man. At this point in my life a good man would do. So I need gene therapy now as time is running out.

Remembering Archie

Eleven years ago today we lost Archie. Techinally is was my stepfather but truthfully he was my Dad. Even if I never called him that. To me he was just Arch and he was the only person I have ever allowed to call me a common nickname for my name. There's not a day still that goes by that he doesn't cross my mind. I loved him so. And he was the love of my mother's life. They were 2 peas in a pod. He was my kid's only active grandparent and in a lot of ways he was her Dad too. He was a wonderful man. A renaissance man. He painted, read , wrote love poems for my mother, cooked, cleaned, hunted, fished, told the best dirty jokes and truely lived his life to the fullest. Which is a good thing because it was too short. So he's gone but not forgotten and loved even more.

I have a tempature of 106!

Ok so I fudged a little it is more like 98.6. But I do have a bad case of cabin fever. I haven't been able to leave my house for a week and I am climbing the walls. I am sick of tv, reading, the computer, my cats and even visiting my mean mudder. I want out! My mean mudder said go for a walk around the block. Now I would but that wouldn't help. I want to see people and nobody outside downtown walks outside in the winter. The good news is the boy is coming tomorrow to unearth my car and take me shopping. Not fun shopping but food and meds for me and the mean mudder. Because the weather forecast is another 2 or 3 large snowstorms are heading our way again. So soon I will be out and about for a little while. I will see if the human race still exist. Well this will be short as I want to go to sleep so tomorrow comes faster. Night and see you tomorrow.

Sad snow

Today the snow made me very sad. Normally I like snow only in small doses. After living in Iceland I have had enough snow to last a lifetime. So today we got like 7 inches give or take a foot. And tonight when it got dark I had some sad realizations. I used to love shoveling snow at night the cold crisp air, the silence of the city, and the stark white against a black sky. I realized I will never be able to do that again. Tonight we paid someone to shovel our walk but my car is still buried and until my kids get here I am trapped. And I hate being trapped and I worry about my Mom. How could I get her to a hospital or whatevr. It made me sad because my neighbor cleaned my car off for me and he usually shovels our walks. I was the one who used to do that. And I watched as neighbors helped each other when they got stuck with their cars. I would of been out helping too. But no more those days are gone. It tough to realize things you used to do you can't do anymore and it's even sadder when you are not that old.

Supered Out

I am supered out between super bowl and super tuesday. I can't take anymore of it. Tv, magazines, newspaper, and internet all bonbard you with super stuff. And I for one have no interest in either. Football, don't you dribble in that game and an election where your vote really doesn't count (kind of like the last presidential election). And an election where you have to declare yourself. Which means you get bombarded with calls and letters begging for money. So on super tuesday like super bowl I'll be watching my tivo. I would go to MacDonald's but I am terrified they ask if I want to super size it. UGH!!