Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Random Thoughts That Are Not Quite Enough for a Post. Yet, Here They Are.

I was just taking a nap and heard someone cough, so I got up to see what was up. But nobody was here. Nobody coughed. Did I cough in my sleep? Whose cough did I hear? Stuff like that freaks the freak right out of me.


I now have two pairs of glasses because when I got new reading glasses, they didn't work as well for the computer as my old glasses. So I keep the old glasses by the computer but I'm always walking off with them in my hand and then trying to read with them and the print's kinda blurry and then I remember I have the wrong glasses. Or I wear my reading glasses and sit down at the computer and can't see. It's the little things that make your life so complicated, isn't it?


I have discovered that I love making iced tea with my Keurig coffee maker but not the kind that comes in the little k-cups. I have a special gizmo I bought that you can put regular tea in and then reuse in the Keurig. So I make tea and fill up a big cup and sweeten it, then pour a little at a time into another cup full of ice which I have to keep refilling with ice because the tea was warm to start with. It takes a while to do. It's really a production with ice and tea and sweetener and extra glasses. But there's something about the process that I kind of love.


I adore ordering things online. Actually, it's not the ordering that I adore but the getting of packages. Sometimes they are stuffed in the mailbox, sometimes they are left on the porch. Sometimes I miss the ringing of the doorbell and just go outside later to find a package left for me on the porch by UPS or FedEx. Like a prize! I love that.


I have started buying fresh, cut-up fruit at Whole Foods because, seriously? Whole Foods has the best fruit in the entire world. They have all the regular stuff like cantaloupe and strawberries but they also have cut-up oranges. Peeled and cut up so nicely with no skin. You can just pick up the pieces and bite them, all sweet and juicy. I realize I could cut up my own oranges. Somehow it's just not the same.


At some point, back when I had short hair, I turned over in bed and put up my hand to flip my long hair back out of the way and off my back only I didn't actually have long hair and hadn't had long hair for years and years. Now that my hair actually is long, I use that gesture several times a night. That exact gesture. What? Was that like a long hair premonition or what?


Sometimes, when I go to Yoga, I have almost perfect balance. I can pose on one foot, stretch out my arm and curve my other leg out and back in a perfectly lovely and symmetrical design. And stay there for minutes at a time. Then, the next time I go, I have the balance of a drunken giraffe. Wouldn't you think once you have balance, you have it? Me too. Apparently not true.


Granny Annie said...

The other day I heard "Hello" just as plain as could be. I turned to see who was there and not a soul could be found. I searched the entire house. Freaky.