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My husband and I , with our dog, Tate, moved to Buenos Aires.. 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.

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Starting Over

Starting over in a new land .. It has its Ups and Downs.
When it is with someone you share everything with or if you are on your own for the first time since you were 20 .. it can be scary, thrilling, life changing, wonderful, not so wonderful. Just like Life.

I did it on a very small scale here in Florida.
I brought my old cat Merlin and my young'un Minette but when I arrived in Florida, I inherited Honey .. my mom's cat.

So here I sit, in a condo in Florida, thinking fondly with a bit of sadness for the home that I loved and the city I loved and the life that I loved ... in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

Surrounded by cats ... that I love.
It is sunny and the skies are bright and blue and there must be something going on Military-wise because Navy jets are flying over ... low and fast . I am thrilled. It is like having a private air show, just for me and the cats. Though they don't seem as impressed as I am.

It is Thursday.
I woke thinking it was Saturday.
Oh well, if you think about it, every day is Saturday for me now. Unless they are Sunday.
I rarely have appointments to keep although I did have one recently and totally completely forgot. I think I remembered the next day ...


 I was thinking of driving to St Augustine today .. I have not been there in many years and I know it won't look like it used to but the Spanish architecture and being right by the ocean makes it such a lovely place .. It is at the top of the To Do List.

                                   The Old Fort - St Augustine 


I promise a Trip Report .

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Another Beautiful Day

There is a change of scenery.
The sun's not shining down on me, the need for sunblock and sunglasses is lessened.
I know in the winter in New York, I dreamt of warm sunshine and not having to wear scarves, gloves, boots, socks and coats and ending up walking around like a well wrapped Zombie.
Summer in Upstate NY was short ... fabulous and not too hot and cool nights and it smelled good with all the mown grass and flowers and clean air.




Here I enjoy sitting out on the lanai, where Things cannot bite/sting/infect me and the cats lie in little warm cat comas and I listen to music and read.
I miss walking up to the farm at the top of our hill/road and talking to my friends the Highland Cattle.

The crazy wall-eyed Billy Goat who would just as soon butt me as look at me.
The sheep, all gathered in a close little group .. with a tiny lamb hidden among them .. chewing .. all day, just chewing.
And the dear Rescue Horse. A retired, scarred horse that the farmer rescued. I don't know if it was lonely being the only horse but it sure was well set, food whenever he wanted it, a massive barn and stall, company if he wanted to chat with a goat or sheep and me ... I told him all my troubles, I wept on his shoulder .. well, sort of ..


So here I am . In Florida. Where it is sunny and hot and flowering and where I get lost all the time and I still have no clue who my neighbors are and the only wildlife is the armadillo who came out of the woods and the bright green snake that came out of the grass ..

I have been thinking of the lines from a film .. Miranda Richardson, living in South Africa..
Walking out the door of her home and lighting a cigarette and saying ..
"Another F*king Beautiful Day"....

So today is cloudy and overcast and maybe not so hot and I like it.
Another Beautiful Day .

Monday, September 26, 2016

That Moment

It has been a quiet day, just me with Minette, Merlin and Honey, hanging out on the lanai, in the living room, upstairs on the bed .. we all have been totally boneless and 3 of us were very cat-like.
Well, maybe I was the one that was cat-like, they were just being themselves .... cats.

There was nowhere to go, nothing to do and no one to do it with and I was fine with staying put.
It has been sunny and warm but not too much, it has been a really nice day.

A tiny wave of sadness from being alone so much hit late in the day .. so I went out to the lanai to read and look at the woods .. Minette and I are always on the look-out for another armadillo.

As I was sitting there reading .. I heard this sound ... and smiled.
I knew what was coming .... first it is a whine ... high and shrill and far away ... then you can hear it clear and close ... the high pitched scream of a US Navy Jet flying low overhead.
Then he was over us ... then gone ... I got goosebumps ... I could also see it very clearly, they fly low over this area because the base is close, by the edge of the river ...

Why do I love that sound ? Why does it make me stop and listen and smile ?

I was born in a hospital, on a US Air Force Base . My Grandfather was a Marine Drill Sergeant.
When his friends would visit our house, they would salute me.
My mom remarried and we went to live in Hawaii .. Navy and Air Force jets everywhere, all day.

Then we moved to North Carolina and everything quieted down.
But when they had those Air Shows, we would go sometimes and I would get such a thrill.

I have not been to one of those shows in many years.
But now, here in my new home... they fly over pretty much every day.

And I am thrilled for that moment ...



Sunday, September 25, 2016

Bags

I have Bags Under My Eyes.
Things Happened but   why do I have more wrinkles around my eyes, or why do the cats sleep after they see me up and drinking coffee but not while I am in bed , huddled in the blankets... moaning ... shut up ... go to sleep ... waaaaa...
Ever hear a cat snicker ?
Well, they do.

I looked in the mirror.
I know, big mistake first thing in the morning, too early in the morning .. my eyes .. my eyes.
I lost a bit of weight, you would think the bags under my eyes in the morning would be smaller.
Is all the water in my body retained under my eyes ?? I thought it distributed itself all over .. like fat fingers or a full bladder ... but no .. it sits there on your face, under your eyes ... telling the world ..
Look ! she had too much MSG last night ! 
Look at this woman ! Too lazy to cook but not too lazy for Ramen Noodles !

When I was much younger, I never knew anything about bags under ones eyes.
I was a skinny little thing who dreamt of having to wear a larger bra size.
Sometimes life is just not fair.



* I do know that people wake up with much worse issues in their lives and I know that what makes me laugh is not what makes everyone else laugh so if this offends you in any way, I apologize and urge you to not read my blog anymore... because sooner or later, I am sure I will say something offensive again ... I know, it isn't fair but that's life.*

                          This little sweetie is a future Lancome Under Eye Concealer user ...

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