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My husband and I , with our dog, Tate, moved to Buenos Aires, 8 years ago. Life has never been the same since ~ Back in the USA ... life is still not the same !
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Not so social

Last year, in my first months of being newly widowed,  all alone in a new town, in a state that I had not lived in for years , in the US that I had not lived in for 7 years .. I thought I would go mad being alone.
In Argentina, my husband and I were together 24 hours a day.
We liked it.
We enjoyed each others company, we would socialize but we were happy when it was just the two of us again.
We were content with each other.
Something that I believe is a gift ...  to be content with another person , day in and day out for years and years .. what else can you call it but a gift ?
Once or twice I went out with an American   lady that I had met, she was very nice, she was interesting, but I could not wait to get home.
Nothing to do with her, only... I missed my husband.

We had some nice years together when he decided to quit working.
We got to move to a couple of parts of the US and live in different areas / lifestyles. Then all because of an article he read in the New York Times, we went to Argentina to celebrate our anniversary .. and when we came home, he began to talk about living there.

And one thing led to another ... we loved every day that we lived there , every minute.
The great thing was, our neighbors , especially those in our building, spoke English, talked to us, got to know us and became our friends.
We learned Castellano and tried our best to get along with that ... we got Gold Stars for trying .. for being understood ? not so much.
But everyone appreciated the fact that we tried.

Socializing was a bit hard .. we were treated beautifully, no one was rude but the truth is, if you are not fluent in a language, sitting around with 20 people who are speaking another language, is not going to be the most fun you've had.
But we managed in our way, we knew when to not even bother trying and we still had friends and relationships and a nice happy social life.

Now , here I am ... the one person I loved to socialize with every day  .. is gone.
My neighbors are kind and sweet but we don't sit and chat.
One does but I haven't enough Garden club experience for her to enjoy talking to me .. that and trading cat stories is about as far as we go.
But I treasure them for being so nice , especially when my husband died and I was so lost in my sadness and loneliness.

Because I am alone so much and don't really know anyone here socially, I am adjusting to that .
I am beginning to like it.
I am beginning to prefer it.
Let's have coffee ! Lets have lunch at the mall and try on shoes at DSW ... but after that, I am happy to come home and tell Minette how much I missed her.

I'm just not that social anymore ..


Monday, October 27, 2014

Tumbling along



I post on Tumblr. My posts are all photos that I took over the years that we lived in Argentina.
Once in a while, I re-post someones photos that are especially beautiful or meaningful to me, sometimes they just need to be shared with more people.

I have some that I keep as screensavers.
This is one.
Then there are times I need a smile and something like this, never fails to make me smile.

Sometimes I think about food. What to eat. What to cook. What to buy. I am bored with food.
I eat almost the same thing every day. So food that looks this tempting is nice ..
I can't remember how many years it has been since I had dumplings in a Japanese restaurant. Actually, it was in Buenos Aires so it was about 7 years ago, when we first arrived.

Then there is food that I can make. And eat and enjoy. And impress my overnight guests.


But mostly, I love Tumblr because of the beauty of photos like this .. soul soothing ..







Sunday, October 26, 2014

Over so fast !

For me, this morning ... the weekend is over.
Waking to a dark morning, rain and dreariness and the little family packed and ready to leave.
I didn't even have my 3rd cup of coffee yet !!

I am alone again with the kitten.
I am weeping from sadness that the time went so fast, I didn't get in enough baby kisses and laughs and fun.
Minette is walking around howling ... she can't find her little bitty boy.
She likes him.
Sometimes he has food on him.

I spent more time cleaning, shopping and cooking in anticipation of the visit, than the actual length of time of the visit  ...

Ah well, I must work on Hobbies, finding one ... Friends, finding one ... Travel and Adventure .. dreaming of that one.


Friday, October 24, 2014

Murder Mystery

I am typing with 3 fingers on my right hand.
Minette made sure that the other 2 would not work for a while.
I had the bright idea of trying to cut her nails. The nails cut me instead.

Company is coming. Tomorrow. yay !

I am baking , cooking everything ahead so I won't be stuck in the kitchen this time.
 Enough of that !
I want to be in the middle of the action .. not the cook stirring her pots !

It has been a very gloomy day .. rain, mist, fog, and yet, it is so  beautiful.
The colors glow against the grey background.
The yellows of the trees in my yard look like light is shining from inside.
The reds of the trees across the street bring a warm glow, I will miss those leaves.
I will miss the green and colors and feeling that it is warmer out there than it really is.

Minette is sleeping, draped across the back of the sofa, like a small grey scarf tossed aside .. she is boneless.

Winter, greyness, being inside more, all depress me.

So instead of going to online shopping venues, I am now looking at travel options.
Too bad Minette can't take turns with me driving .. although ....
Knowing her, she will sit in her little travel crate and be a back seat driver ..

I guess an airplane ride might be an option .. maybe London or Paris would be nice ..
 I will talk to her about that.
She always seems to have an opinion lately.

My fingers hurt, I am going to read .. a Murder Mystery ... ( is it about a woman whose kitten cuts her fingers , one by one until she bleeds to death ?) 

Can You Imagine ????  

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