Here we are at Saturday again and this week felt like four-in-one.
1. Attended a meeting in an ancient City Hall recently and noticed steam radiators at the back. They took me back to grade 6 in our tiny prairie school. That’s where we defrosted (homemade) wool mittens and, in a stroke of pure genius, my cousin and I convinced Mom and Aunt Irene to pack us grilled cheese sandwiches wrapped in foil. Why? About 30 minutes before noon you’d find those same foil packets set amongst the wet woolies and we’d guarantee ourselves ooey-gooey goodness for lunch. I still remember the hissing and clanging sound those things made … and being cold most of the time.
2. Went through a Starbucks drive-thru on my way back into town the other day. Now I don’t love Starbucks, as their coffee is a bit strong for me, and I’ve never adapted to their haughty sizing conventions. Venti-Grandayyyyy-whatever. I ordered a medium mild coffee with lots of cream and waited my turn in line. Well apparently we all waited too long because a gal behind me tooted her horn to get everyone going. Looking through the rear-view, I gave her what Mom always dubbed, “the look.” You know the look – you likely learned it from YOUR Mom. The look can turn someone into a pillar of salt. Anyways, confusing my acknowledgement for something else, she waved and offered what could politely be called a “hurry up” gesture. Quietly and deliberately, I took my foot off the brake and put my car in park. For a minute. Or two. Maybe three? Who knows? Just long enough to see her wave her hands and lose her you-know-what. Just long enough to send a message of, “Hey Honey, don’t mess with old(er) people. Ta-wanda!”
3. Speaking of Tawanda, a bowling acquaintance told me I remind her of Kathy Bates in “Fried Green Tomatoes.” I adore Kathy Bates but haven’t wrapped myself in Saran Wrap or hatched plans to smash some chick’s car in the parking lot … oh wait. See # 2. Ha!
4. Next week oldest boy turns 30. 2 minutes ago he was this little. Sniff, sniff. He’ll always be my first true love.
5. Yesterday marked 60 days grain-free. 60 days! I’m feeling good, sleeping well, and no longer complain about aches & pains. My skin’s happy, my clothes are looser, and I’ve found what works for me. Social events are a challenge, travel can be as well, but you know what? I’m worth fighting for. I’ve finally put myself on that d*mn to-do list I’ve carried around for 30 years. Whoop!
What’s random in your world this week? What revolutions have you inspired in your mind? Did you have alternate uses for heating appliances as a kid? What’s the last kind thing you did for yourself?