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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.

Monday, July 24, 2017

Delete

Wow .. it is only 10 am and I have been so busy ... I just did some Computer Housekeeping.
As in cleaning out all those dusty old files and a gazillion emails that I saved, thinking I would want to read them again one day, not feeling good about the idea of lost forever in the internet.

But then I realized, I haven't looked at them since I read them the first time.
So there was major computer house cleaning this am and it is still early... yay for me.

In about an hour, I will be looking for something and then realize, I deleted it Forever.

I like that ... DELETE FOREVER.

That was especially satisfying for those emails from people who for whatever sick reasons they had, courted me, flattered me, emailed me , even sent me things in the real mail ... then slammed me with insults and rejection.
There are people who bored me or bothered me in some way that I didn't want to hear from but I have never actually told them why ... I don't tell people why ... I don't want to be mean to them ,.
If they were to ever email or ask why the silence ? I would make up an excuse, I don't hate them, I just wanted to not hear from them, to discontinue contact.

Funny- one person had 2 college kids .. one , the daughter, was the Golden child. The son, who seemed to be the favorite from all the gushing I read .. became an alcoholic and broke his parents hearts.
I was always sympathetic and tried to be practical and sensible, not to be gushy or make excuses for anyone.
I was dropped like a hot potato the first time I said something without lots of Poor You and Oh How Unfair Life Is ... then proceeded to actually Try To Be Helpful but sending her a list of things to be Happy about.
She totally hated that and insulted me and left the room.

After I finished laughing at how odd people really are, I shut the door firmly behind her.

So she and a few others like that ,  ... all went into the garbage bin   ... if only this happened in real life ... deleted   forever.

So now I am in the First Stage of the New Life of Me By Myself .. with cats.
So far I think I have done ok .. the next big step includes another move .. and I want to visit Buenos Aires again so there are lots of things to think about and plan.
This is all .....   a Good Thing ...

Wishing you a Good Week and Lots of Good "Stuff " .. food, movies, trips, weather and family.


Sunday, July 23, 2017

Stormy Sunday

It is a perfect day to spend in the house with the cats.
They just like to nap whatever the weather, today it is cozy inside .. napping cats, National Geographic on television and the laundry going.

I noticed when I came up stairs that wherever Honey is and whatever she is doing, she will haul herself up and follow me. When I go wherever it is I am going, she will soon be curled up in the room with me .. She is a Mama's Girl.

Minette is my little warrior .. I wish I was as brave as that tiny blue cat.

Merlin ... Merlin is a lover. He just looks good and snuggles and purrs.. there is no need for him to do anything more.

It is pouring down rain and very cozy inside with no a/c on, that is a treat !
I am going to read a new mystery I downloaded to Kindle ... make lists for packing, etc and proceed with the plans for the Future.

Not a bad day ... how is your Sunday going ?

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Memories

Home sweet home. In Argentina.
It was like a dream, being in Buenos Aires, having a home similar to many in France as well as being able to furnish it just the way I wanted to. Most things were ours but we bought the sofa there and brought along our antique lamps and this and that.
The living room faced the street, the back of the apartment where our bedroom was located faced the back ... which was also the gardens and backs of the other buildings so we slept in a quiet peaceful room with views of sky and doves nesting outside the windows. Cooing woke me each morning.

Sometimes, it seems like it was all a dream. Everything about it was lovely, we were so happy, we were all together .. Pup, my husband and I ..

I am so glad I am always taking photos of everything .. now that I am the only one left, I can remember by going through the photos ... Memories ... sad happy wonderful memories.

I Want To Be A Cat

When I met my husband I was just 21 .. he was older. I was a girl from NC by way of California and he was born and raised in NYC .. although he spent quite a lot of time living in London and India.

I was living in California, came to NYC on a visit, met my husband the first couple of days in the city and we were married a couple of months later.

So I spent half my life so far with my husband... I picked up phrases he used and little ways of doing and saying things.
He was really smart and very well traveled and sophisticated.
We were a perfect couple and I am not sure why ... old souls perhaps .. but we were so very happy.

I lived with him for many years, from the young age of early 20s ... I picked up many of his ways of thinking about things ( a good thing) and his ways of saying things ( a funny thing) and mostly just his way of not taking some things so seriously ( a very good thing if you can manage it)...

I grew up with him.. in all ways .. and I try to think of how he would manage something if I am just flummoxed by a particular behavior or something someone says to me ... I like to think that I have kept my sense of humor, although that seems to be the problem.

So many people take every single thing so seriously. Of course, to them it probably is serious but it seems that people expect everyone else to be distressed, worried, angry over someone else's problem.

I have learned about this the Hard Way.
The most recent being yesterday when I took a persons comments to be humorous.
BEEEG mistake. This is someone who has known me for a very long time ( online) and I was there for them through some pretty sad days ... days when this person was reeling from the death of a spouse. Having had a bit of that experience myself .. I try to be aware of how such a loss can change a persons personality.

For me ... it made me less likely to think before I speak.
It made me want to make someone laugh rather than moan and groan and be dreary .. nothing makes people run for the exit than a dreary widow ... or so I have been told.
Yes... one of the things that gets lost is the ability to be polite or kind in other people and the complete lack of a sense of humor.

So someone I know (for years) who has been through the same issues (loss etc) said something in an email that was just so sad and yet there was this one thing that was said that made me feel that this person was feeling worse because this person is drinking .... too much.
I would never say anything .. that is on that list of easy ways to lose a friend.
But then, what do you think happened ?  I spoke frankly without being silly or fluffy about something and I was immediately criticized and dropped ... no more friend.

It is a good thing I have 3 cats. They always like it when I talk to them, they never judge and they never walk out on me.
I try to listen to them but they don't expect much, love and kindness generally do the trick.
Unlike some people who pretend to be "friends" ...

I think I want to be a cat ... when I die I will come back as a well fed cat .. with long claws ..


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