There are times I especially love the predictabilities in my life; the simple things that make me feel secure and comfortable. It started early with me. For instance when we were little, we spent every Saturday night with our grandparents. Most likely on account of their thinking we really needed a good dose of religion on Sunday mornings. Most likely the only way we would get it would be if they saw to it. We loved that constant in our lives even if we didn't especially love the church part of it. But Saturday nights we got to watch Gunsmoke and Nightmare Theatre and Granddaddy would fix RC floats. His floats are legendary because he used Mellorine. And no, that wasn't their help's name! Mellorine was sort of like ice cream only it was an odd orangy color and had the aftertaste of fabric softener. But because we were where we were, those RC floats were fabulous.
At the risk of sounding like an old fogey I readily admit to looking forward to some routines in my life. While some things the seasons dictate, others matter not one iota if its hot or cold outside. Like, for instance summer or winter Gary and I always have coffee together in the mornings. Its a little thing really but a great way to start each day. We find out what our day has in store and we plan accordingly. Sometimes we like to take our coffee out on the terrace (sounds better than patio doesn't it) and watch the pups play. It been so hot that early morning is about the only time we can stand to be out there without the danger of our legs becoming one with the chairs.
Another routine I love; most days I can scarcely wait to get back to the book Im reading before I go to sleep. Maybe its the sleep Im really looking forward to and the book is merely a preamble but either way its a nice predictable unwinding. I know its time to turn out the light when the Kindle falls on my face. Hafta say the Kindle hurts a lot less than a big ol hardback but it still smarts just the same. Who knew reading could be a contact sport! See, I rest the Kindle on the pillow I place over my chest and when I doze off it falls forward, onto my face; the bridge of my nose to be more exact. I have tried other reading positions but none work quite as well as that one. At least the Kindle hasn't given me a black eye yet. I have suffered 2 black eyes in the past from reading hardbacks in bed. Thats one reason the Kindle was so tempting! Now I can read anything and the pain is the same no matter what! See, its those small victories in life you must cling to:-)
I also really take comfort in the hour Gary and I watch TV in the evenings. I can usually peel him away from work long enough to watch some mindless piece of TV trash, after which we will critique the characters. I have turned him on to Bravo! Gary's new favorite character is Jeff Lewis' Zoila (housekeeper) on "Flipping Out". Of course he would prefer the Rangers. Sometimes I can watch an entire inning before I nod off in my chair.
Seems like Sunday mornings have turned exclusively into sausage and fresh blueberry pancake mornings and thats just fine with me. In the winter our brunch typically consists of heartier fare but pancake Sundays are nice and easy. Gary enjoys his real sausage while I enjoy my fake spicy sausage along with Texas blueberry pancakes. We read the Sunday paper and ease into the day.
At the end of every day I think about one thing that happened for just a minute or so, you know to make me grateful. If its good or bad it deserves some thought. Thats a tradition that I've tried to hang onto ever since the boys were little. We would end each day snuggled up and tell one really good thing that happened that day and one not so good thing. But I'll tell you, this summer's heat finds me at a loss to find one good thing to focus on at the end of each day unless maybe its the fact that I didn't have to drive very far with the smell of burning flesh as my legs melted onto the leather car seat.
Maybe I need an RC float.
stuck in a rut..... or is it a delightful routine
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
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