Zoey Dog is barking like crazy. The squirrels are going rouge. Just like Sarah Palin. PB and I are back from Daytona. We froze our butts off down there. Standing at the Broken Spoke, watching Gallager with Jay, then riding back to my buddy's house. Laying there in bed, wondering if I would ever be warm again.
But we arrived home to find it sunny and warm in old NC. We had a very good time there and we almost did not go. Its too easy to be scared these days. What with the economy, strange news stories, and such. Dr Hunter Thompson called it 'The Fear.'
But we went. On the way down, the main reason for my trip was looking like it might not happen. Business these days is a gamble, and I decided to take a gamble and go anyway. It was a trip that was more successful than I had expected. There were a few nice surprises and even with the cold weather, I had a smile on my face most of the time.
There is scary talk these days. I stay away from watching or reading the news. Many of the middle class jobs in this country are gone. Will they be back? Who knows?
Shows on tv that also can frighten or rather, put things in stark perspective. One of them is "Life After People." And last night we watched a show on Nat Geo also about the planet without people.
The bottom line? Our life is but a blink of the eye. We race around hither thither, somehow thinking all we do matters in a much bigger way than it actually does. The powerful greedhogs who manipulate government policies so they can become even richer, what a waste. And the current state of our country here is a testament to that very thing. The sun will still rise and set and then do whatever nature intends, and there is nothing they can do about it. Not one damn thing. They cannot live forever. They can only con themselves into thinking so.
So I'll look out into the woods that lay behind the house and savor the golden sunlight streaming through the trees. I'll watch silly tv shows like "America's Next Top Model" and relax. I'll take weekend trips on the bikes with PB, into the mountains and have fun playing on the curves. I'll take my godsons on playdates and smile and laugh. I'll spend weekends at the shack at the lake and be thankful for every golden moment at that incredible place.
I'll look into PB's amazing blue eyes and wonder how I ever got so lucky to share a life with that precious man.
Reminds me of that line from 'Moonstruck,' where Cher says her ring is only temporary and her mom replies, "Everything is temporary.'
You got to enjoy and savor it while you can. We're only human.
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I'm glad to hear your Daytona trip was a success! My brother (the one who lives in Spring Hill, FL) also went over for bike week and he said he got cold and wet Friday. I had him on the phone and told him I was jealous that I wasn't there with him and he said... "don't be... it sucks!" LOL! It got better for him throughout the weekend though.
I was still in Iowa with my mom, so I wasn't feeling very festive. Things are getting better on that front as well. I just need time for my empty heart to feel full again.
I returned home to Alabama last Friday and my hubby lead us on a nice long ride on Saturday. It was a bright and sunny day and I felt myself just giving in to the relaxed feeling of nothingness. I've been under a lot of stress worrying about my mom and her financial situation with dad's passing. He didn't do her any favors, but bless his soul... he certainly tried.
I can agree with you on the doom and gloom we see on the TV anymore. Hubby and I've started getting into shows like Axmen, Pawn Stars, and we also saw that show... Life After Humans. Pretty heavy shit. I keep a Suduko puzzle book by my table and I'll rip one or two of those off a night. They're addicting! LOL!
I guess I'm getting long winded here, it's just been a while since I dropped by. Good to read you again and I'll try not to stay away so long next time.
My best to you and PB. :)
Sorry to hear of your burdens, it seems many of us have large weights to carry these days. It seems there is always more than just one thing that we must deal with lately.
I like to joke, "One disaster at a time." But these days, its more like we have to juggle many at once, trying not to drop any of the balls.
I am about to go into the shop for the first time in a week. And I am happy. Some kind of trouble lays in ait, just beyond the fringes of my sight but for now I won't let it bring me down.
Oh and I became a Motor Maid last week. I also got a copy of Chris Summer Simmons book about women bikers in history. Very inspirational.
In all of this, I remember my friend Samantha Morgan, the Wall of death rider who died so tragically in '08. There was this beautiful healing light that shone out of her eyes when she was alive. It was there for anyone who knew her.
I think about my troubles, then I tink of Sammy who lived in such pain from her injuries.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, and please feel free to do so. That's what this blog is for.
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