A Cold Day in Hell... oops, Summer
09.08.08
Some Days I Wonder Why I Can't Learn
by Deb Williams
If you do not hope,
you will not find what is beyond your hopes.
St. Clement of Alexandra
Another Day probably still Julyth -- would look at calendar but I’ve probably missed something and I’ll feel worse.
I’m really cold! Freaking house! Everyone loves it except for the inhabitants. Need to knit covers for elbow pits to avoid loss of precious heat. Can’t keep regulated. Looked like a perfectly beautiful day at 4:30 am when I got dressed in the dark. And I am dressed inappropriately. Again. Snows when I’m wearing a T-shirt and funaces when I’m broken-zipperedly stuck in my down jacket. I have resided in a rain-forest for a quarter century and never owned a slicker I am perpetually inappropriately dressed. And it’s not like I’m stupid. Or at least my friends wouldn’t label me stupid, although I don’t suppose stupid people are self reflective enough to note whether or not someone….no…don’t.
What it comes down to; I don’t ingest physical realities of life the way good parents do. Until it’s too late, and then its clear. A slash and burn learner. The physics of a grocery-cart meeting a curb. A real parent synapses might produce a “Lets use the ramp that was built for wheeled vehicles. A mechanical advantage.” My brain; “If I speed up the tiny rock-rubber wheels will turn into wings and the baby and I will fly to the sidewalk beyond.” And Olive is lying on the cement…on her head…again.
Plans for the day:
Don’t kill Warren; alway focus on one doable project at a time.
Physical Activity: Woman’s Gym looked decidedly too womynly for me. Impression that I wasn’t wearing enough Indian Cotton and too much antiperspirant. Mildly unhygienic. But there is a one month trial period. Next Monday. Seriously.
Food: I’ll organize when this pack of cheese is gone.
Mood index: Crap? Must be the sugar. Test theory next month.
Great idea for my future: Turn off best of Utube …earlier in the day…or at least move computer into kitchen so I can watch AND cook.
Dinner: Found one freezer burned salmon. At 3 pm. This is where I differ with Warren over owning a microwave. I’d rather have radiation than having to thawed fish with wallpaper steamer. It sort of cooked it at the same time. Unsure how to finish the recipe with charred outer and frozen inner. Crock pot it tomorrow.
St. Clement of Alexandra
Another Day probably still Julyth -- would look at calendar but I’ve probably missed something and I’ll feel worse.
I’m really cold! Freaking house! Everyone loves it except for the inhabitants. Need to knit covers for elbow pits to avoid loss of precious heat. Can’t keep regulated. Looked like a perfectly beautiful day at 4:30 am when I got dressed in the dark. And I am dressed inappropriately. Again. Snows when I’m wearing a T-shirt and funaces when I’m broken-zipperedly stuck in my down jacket. I have resided in a rain-forest for a quarter century and never owned a slicker I am perpetually inappropriately dressed. And it’s not like I’m stupid. Or at least my friends wouldn’t label me stupid, although I don’t suppose stupid people are self reflective enough to note whether or not someone….no…don’t.
What it comes down to; I don’t ingest physical realities of life the way good parents do. Until it’s too late, and then its clear. A slash and burn learner. The physics of a grocery-cart meeting a curb. A real parent synapses might produce a “Lets use the ramp that was built for wheeled vehicles. A mechanical advantage.” My brain; “If I speed up the tiny rock-rubber wheels will turn into wings and the baby and I will fly to the sidewalk beyond.” And Olive is lying on the cement…on her head…again.
Plans for the day:
Don’t kill Warren; alway focus on one doable project at a time.
Physical Activity: Woman’s Gym looked decidedly too womynly for me. Impression that I wasn’t wearing enough Indian Cotton and too much antiperspirant. Mildly unhygienic. But there is a one month trial period. Next Monday. Seriously.
Food: I’ll organize when this pack of cheese is gone.
Mood index: Crap? Must be the sugar. Test theory next month.
Great idea for my future: Turn off best of Utube …earlier in the day…or at least move computer into kitchen so I can watch AND cook.
Dinner: Found one freezer burned salmon. At 3 pm. This is where I differ with Warren over owning a microwave. I’d rather have radiation than having to thawed fish with wallpaper steamer. It sort of cooked it at the same time. Unsure how to finish the recipe with charred outer and frozen inner. Crock pot it tomorrow.