Another Day in the Desert

It is about eight AM.

It's a new day in the desert.

The sun is shinning, of course! 

The air conditioner is humming,
naturally (?). 

The TV is on and I'm listening to the morning news. 

My husband is out and about; doing his maintenance job here at the RV Park.

I'm almost ready for my first 'thirst buster' of the day (they are only 79 cents for any size up to 44 ounces! at the Circle K right next door to the park). 

And, I am showered and fresh for the day, Really! (When I'm on my mountain, I stay in my PJs most of the morning.)

The Internet connection was improved yesterday for the park.  A couple at the park used to own a computer store, so, they have a thing called a 'Long-Range USB Adapter' to sell. We are testing it out.  It's great.  I hope they don't want an arm and a leg, because if so, my poor hubby might be crippled soon, as I want this thing!

This morning there is another artists' club coffee at a bakery but I'm not going this time.  Called one friend who asked me to ride out with her.  I think she wanted to visit, but this morning she's not up to it.  Her air conditioner didn't work thru the night and so she's not rested.  Good excuse to skip the calorie laden pastry I know I would have scarfed down.

The temperature will be about 106 today and it's also humid.  Yucky.  However, soon it's supposed to finally begin to cool down.  That will be wonderful.  The weather has been staying hot much longer than usual.

This morning I am planning to take my camera with me.  Hope to post pictures tomorrow of the desert southwest. 

Everyone, have a great day where ever you are. 

God Bless Us All.

Renewing Old Friendships

This day has been full of old friends and conversation.  It was so much fun. 

An artists' group met at a local restaurant this morning.  I used to be a member of the group years ago.  Time and moves away caused me to loose touch with all save one.  She invited me to their breakfast today. 

Rejoining them it was as if I'd just seen them the day before, and as if the time and physical distances had never been.  We visited about whatever came to our minds as we sipped our coffee and ate our breakfasts.

After breakfast we all 'ajourned' to the art gallery.  They have a new one in the old town section of the city.  There we sat and visited a couple more hours until someone suggested we go just across the road from the gallery to a favorite restaurant for lunch! So we walked on over there.  It was silly, but so much fun. 

I hated to leave them, and just as I was about to say 'See you next week." they invited me to breakfast tomorrow with the other artists' group in town!  I will be there.  Oh, life is so busy for grandmas!  Of course, if it gets much busier I might need larger clothes!
 

Waking up Old

Time does indeed fly by, as we all say. In fact, we say this so much we don't understand how very true it actually happens to be! And how sad it is.

My husband and I are both over 60. It doesn't sound so old to us, but I know it does to our children. And our grand children, I'm sure, think we are older than dirt .

Recently I wanted to relate a story about some of my husband's family and myself when I was a young woman and my first daughter was on the way. Actually I did tell the story. It was funny to me and I could see those special people live again as I relived that time while I wrote.

It fell on deaf ears, and failed to attract even a tiny bit of interest. That was sad to me. I wanted so to make relatives who have gone on come to life for the new generation. I failed and not only that; I realized just how old and maybe even senile I seemed to the young people.

It's as if we wake up one day and find ourselves OLD! That old woman in the mirror is making a mess of my looks. Where did she come from. But when I look in her eyes I see it - that spark, that bit of humor, fun and the mischievous person still in there. She's youthful and interested in life, and each day is new and filled with wonder. Even if sometimes aches and pains push her down, she jumps back at the very next opportunity. She isn't finished. She's ready for the next adventure!

It's too bad the young often don't see the old the way they really are, just personalities trapped in old skins! You and I both have been guilty of not seeing when we were young and now, for some of us, it's already our turn to be unseen.

Well, I think I'll just have to work on this and make myself known, old or fat or ugly or beautiful, I am just a person in this skin here. This skin is not me! You are not your age or looks, nor am I. We are each individual personalities, souls, with endless possibilites! Wake up alive, and forget if your skin is old!