Saturday Sky and A Few Other Tidbits

Good morning, April Saturday!

Raise your hand if you remember Saturday Sky, a regular feature in knitblogland started by our own lovely Sandy, back in the halcyon days when we were all the cool kids, and we all remembered to check in on each other and remember each other when there were invitations to be sent or announcements to be made, and all that kind of good stuff.

Those were the days. We miss those days, Sandy and I. We do. Time does march on, though, and it's impossible to go back. And some of us might have faded into the background, but please try not to forget us. We are still here, even if we have become so busy with our work and our families and our health concerns that we forget to blog, or email as often as we once did, or send gifts and go to alllll the festivals anymore. And that's all I'm going to say about that.

So anyway, this morning I'm enjoying coffee in my new Doc Martin (I love that show) mug, the one I got when I made a donation to Vermont Public Television.

I was so excited to get it in the mail yesterday. My excitement was a bit dampened when I saw it stamped "Made in China" on the bottom. I can't wait for the Starbucks shops to start carrying their made-in-the-usa mugs. I'm not sure when the first ones will appear on the actual shelves, but I will be buying, and I hope you will be, too. I keep looking when I go in, but I'm sure there will be some time before it actually happens. 

When I went outside to snap the photo of the sky, I couldn't help but notice HOW NICE IT WAS outside, and how fast things are growing already, and how much work there is to be done around here. I don't mind admitting (well, actually I do mind one hell of a lot) that I have slowed down a lot. After having spent almost six months with that hip or pelvis (or whatever the heck it was; ok, it was in that general vicinity, ok?) pain, and finally getting over that, I feel great, but I also feel just a bit afraid that if I overdo, I'll end up back there. And the current definition of "overdo" is much different than the old definition of "overdo."

I don't use this word much -- it rubs me the wrong way somehow -- but this condition [of feeling over the hill or however you want to characterize it] SUCKS. 

And also? That person I see in the mirror with the new face with new lines all over it, but that still somehow manages to be rounder; the chin hairs; the grays; and the thicker waistline and thicker back fat poofing out over and under the bra straps.... who the hell is she and where did she put Norma? Honestly. We are not amused.

As David says (usually just before I coincidentally reach over and belt him up side the head), "It beats the alternative." No, actually, it doesn't. I suppose it all depends on your point of view, your religion, and your politics. But we won't go there -- those are dangerous topics for a blog. As we know. Ha!

Anyhoo. I think I'll go clean something or cut some brush or start some seeds or something. No sense brooding. 

What else? It seemed like I had so much I was going to tell you, but now all I can think about is going outside and working off some of this back fat. 

Here is a shot of Mr. Jefferies feeling very good about himself after he dutifully cleared the yard of errant noisy, taunting birds, which are still taunting him, even as we speak. We had a mouse in the house the other night, but I'll leave that story for him to tell you about on Tuesday.

It wasn't until I uploaded this photo that I noticed that our porch posts are in need of some attention. And get a load of that grass that needs mowing. Perhaps I'll go have another cup of coffee. 

 

Comments

[Sandy]

1. Green grass in April. Who knew??
2. Made me cry. As Horton said....WE ARE HEREEEEE! :) I do miss those days. As you know.
3. I have never heard of Doc Martin.
4. I thought they were shoes.
5. Saturday sky still fills me with good feelings. Seeing your sky, looking like mine makes me feel closer to you. Somehow. In a cosmic way.
6. Love you. That is all.
LX
P.S. I had to look up the URL of my blog. Hahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahhabwahhhahahh. ha.

[Kayten]

Norma, you still blog more than most of us. I don't know if you saw my FB post last week, but it asked when eyebrow trimming evolved from tweezers to hedge trimmers. I pulled a 2 1/4" long hair from my eyebrows, after mistaking it for part of my bangs. Lord!

[Vicki]

Raising my hand.

I still take plenty of sky photos, they just don't get posted very often.

Wishing it was only porch posts that need paint around here.

[Marilyn]

A Saturday Sky picture! I remember them!
I'm with Sandy...I thought Doc Martin was shoes too.
I'm also wondering where the new "old Marilyn" put the old "new Marilyn". I'm still new and young on the inside though!
xo

[Mary Lou]

Typing with sore shoulder - good to hear I'm not alone.

[Carole]

I never posted Saturday Sky stuff because I don't blog on Saturdays but I always enjoyed seeing them. Can you believe the grass already needs to be mowed? So weird.

[Sandy]

Great Saturday sky picture! Go enjoy the pretty day now that you're feeling so much better. Good to know that Starbucks will have made in the USA mugs coming out-much rather drink from them!

[Elizabeth in Brookfield]

If you have a west view, consider getting up early (no criticism intended), like 6am, and take a picture of the moon setting. There are a couple of days left before it starts to wane.

I am saved from mowing the grass because a) its still short and b) the mower needs its tune-up trip (won't start). Mowing will come soon enough ...

[Pamela]

I'm glad you are still here; I'm still here too, lurking!
I have resorted to reading archives of old favorite bloggers who don't post as often anymore.

[CindyCindy]

Most of us are still here, but, like you, having life, health, family ..... oh, hell, just stuff. As for the getting older thing? I'm older than you and it's taken me quite a while to get past where you are now. You take the time you need to mourn the loss of youth. It does suck. I am now living as well and as much as I can, for as long as I can. Then, and only then, will I stop.

[Rosemary McN]

Norma, you're like a fine bottle of the very best wine. You truly are getting better and well worth the wait!

[Dorothy]

I always appreciate what you have to say. Glad you didn't get all stuck up from hangin' with the Pres and all.

[Manise]

Hand raised here too! It is even on a certain set of sock blockers in San's possession. :-) Yeah the 50's do suck in that what-the-hell-happened way. :-(

[Robin V]

Glad to read you again... and yes, that getting older thing? Blech.

[Stephanie]

I've pretty much always been a lurker, but I'm glad to see you're still blogging sometimes, and not just Terrier Tuesdays. It's nice to see the sky and hear what you're up to, even if that's mostly being really busy!

[MicheleinMaine]

Yes, all those creeks and joint pains are just so annoying! And don't even get me started on back fat and chin hairs. I hear the "Bralleluiah" bras from Spanx work wonders, but I'm stubborn enough to think if I'm really religious with my new "FitBit" the fat will go away. Maybe.

Glad to have you posting again, whenever you can fit it in. Always brightens my day. Happy Easter!

[elizabeth a airhart]

dear norma as archys friend mehitbel would say-
tours jours gai tours jours gai
there is a dance or two left
in the old dame yet

happy holidays

[Mary de B]

Hand in the air! Those were the days...
Pretty pictures on Friday, too, what was that called... Eye Candy Friday! Hmm, must blog more...

[gayle]

I'm always happy to see one of your posts! (I don't Facebook, and never will...)
Whatcha gonna plant this year?
(And, hey! I remembered to plant my garlic last fall!!!)

[Beverly]

Mr. J. looks QUITE pleased with himself!

[Barbara M.]

I appreciate and understand all you say, except the getting older bit. I do hate the chin hairs and lines, but...... my mom and grandmother both died at 57, so I was really glad to turn 58...... everyday since has seemed like a bonus to me.

I loved Saturday skies......thanks for giving me a new one to enjoy.

[Lucia]

Sigh. I miss those days too. (Was I ever cool? Really?)

Lovely sky. Also, blogland, watch out: I am back.

[Susan]

I remember Saturday sky, and I even have some random sky shots on my phone from times when the spirit moved me on Saturday. However, the spirit didn't move me enough to actually post them on the blog. I'm going to have to make an effort to do that now. I do miss it.

[margene]

As you know I'm just back from a whirlwind trip to MA. We had a 90th birthday (main event) and Passover Seder to work around.
The halcyon days of blogland are ever on my mind. I miss our daily posting (which I no longer wish to do) and the many, many friendships and close ties. While it is difficult to stay in touch with everyone you are not forgotten.
Someone told me of a quote from an uncle (or someone) "I look at the world through young eyes and then look in the mirror and freak out." OMG, that's me!!

[Helen]

You're not alone on the feelings (obvious from the comments above too). I've been trying to figure out the face in the mirror, I feel like I'm still the me of then. Better get off my rear and go do something, time is getting away.

[Lynn]

I remember Saturday Sky! In fact I still do it!!! And I'm starting to move it to my FB as well. I always thought Saturday Sky was a great idea and it definitely has made me stop and appreciate my sky.