Old Times and Mom Humor

I was thinking about something on the way home.  We live in a disposable world, and are often concerned with things being unclean.   With a warm sunny day, I was thinking back to high school.  One of my phys ed class choices was swimming.  We walked into the locker room, and was handed a swimsuit and a towel.  When our swim class was over,  we turned in our suit and towel.  They were washed (hopefully) and handed out the next day or the next class.   Would that fly in today's culture???     I think not.  Even my own thinking ... would I put on a swimsuit and wear it ????

It's Tuesday, and that means our weekly family dinner night.  Each week on Tuesday, we get together and share a meal.  It's a nice time to get to see the young kids and play Bingo or whatever.  While I enjoy them, its hard when you've worked a long day and stay awake past your bedtime!!  But we're finding that the kids behave differently at someone else's house than in their own home.  We've seen an improvement over the last few weeks in their behavior and that's encouraging too!   Most weeks, I supply the hot french bread, as they bake it fresh in my store, and tastes soooo good!  I also supply dessert --- tonight's choice, Rice Krispie Treats!  yummy

Mom's saga with her new house is on going.  Lots of little things to do to make things more "homey".   A really funny example is her handyman arranged to show up to start work at 8am.  He knocked, then he called me because she didn't answer her door.  I called her and she said "Yes, I see him, he hasn't rang the doorbell yet."   Um, mom, you're paying him by the hour... let him in!!!   lol 

Life in the fast lane ......!!

Choosing Different

 Lately, the last thought I have before going to sleep is remembering Chuck.  I'm sure it's because there are left over feelings because things just didn't work out.  Both of us were in places where a move just wasn't possible in the moment; and we were too far apart to get together on occasions ... he was a special man, and a part of me loved him very much.

With all that, I decided that it was time to take care of me.  I was noticing my Fitbit logging my resting heart rate at 66bpms.  In the past, it was usually 60-62, so that indicated to me that I needed to make some changes.  I have cut back on sugar and salt, and watching the foods I eat.  And I'm on the treadmill every day for the past 5 days for a minimum of 15 mins.  My target goal is simple:  Keep my heart rate above 125 for 15 minutes.  Anything else isn't as important.  For now.  Granted, I am still logging my time, distance and average heart rate,  because I'm a numbers person.  Even if the results don't show on scale, or anywhere else, I can track progress through numbers.   Today was day 5, and I wasn't watching the clock, ended up with 20 minutes ;)  I was happy with that! 

Remembering Chuck

Long ago, and yet the memory is still strong; I wrote about this chance encounter I had with a special person.  When I re-read this paragraph I'd written, it seems as if it was a brief encounter.  But in fact, it went on more than six months.  He was a 911 dispatcher, and I worked retail, so our lives were very off schedule, as both of us had rotating schedules.  Finding time to chat, make phone calls and even meet up was something that we worked on.  

• One of the most amazing loves of my life was extremely brief; and yet it still goes on. We met in a chat room, and there was instant "chemistry"; we became friends. Chats turned to phone calls, and one day out of the blue, he called and said "I want to take you to dinner." He was going to be in town, so I arranged to meet him in Zville. Normally, I'm a shy person; when we met, it was hugs at first sight, then a little bit of awkward chit chat. But dinner was super; it was so much fun to finally meet and talk face to face; it was as if we had known each other forever. And even though we're further apart, geographically speaking, and the time we spend chatting is less (we both have busy lives), when we take the time, its as if time stood still and we pick up right where we left off. This wonderful man accepted me as I am, treated me like a queen, and showed me what true love is about; he will never be forgotten. And I never miss an opportunity to tell him I love him. True love may not be the stuff in fairy tales, but it can be just as wonderful if you open yourself, and your heart. Nobody knows or will ever know everything they need to know about love. Its elusiveness is part of what makes love seductive. One can only obey the great law of the heart that says "As long as you live, love one another and take the consequences."

While I remember writing about this special guy, I realized that I didn't go into details.  I wonder if the memory is as true as reality was?  

I started writing down the story of our encounters while I was at work, and I thought I tucked it in my purse so that I could put it here, but it seems it isn't in my purse now, and oh boy uh oh if someone finds it ..... lol  

Chuck was a very special guy.  We chatted and talked on the phone, and then we agreed to meet up and have a meal, and see where it goes from there.  And boy did it go!  (blushing grin)  I will always cherish the memories we made.  We shared a meal at Waffle House, and I wrote the following poem afterwards. 

cowboy boots and hat 

soft touches, 

fingers reach me 

touch my soul deeply 

 snuggling together 

such an amazing night 

this can never last 

 me, holding his gaze 

goodbyes said at waffle house 

cowboy boots and hat 

LD Poetry©2008

I just learned yesterday that Chuck died in December 2020.  

I will miss his laughter, his kindness and will cherish our memory forever.   

Goodbye, Chuck.  You were loved!  xo