Taking a break

I have work to do but what I “want” to do is sit here, eat cookies, and watch TV.  It’s my lunch time. So eating cookies I guess is understandable – lunch cookies.  I decided to not watch TV and turn on Christmas music, then spent way too much time trying to figure out why my ITunes wasn’t connecting with my Alexa speaker so had to reboot the computer several times.  It’s working now.  And all this just to take a break.  Life isn’t easy.  Oh and I have no cookies.  So there goes lunch.

Daytime TV isn’t what it used to be.  But then again, is anything what it used to be?  I used to love watching my soap midafternoon – The Guiding Light.  When I see actors and actresses from that show on other shows they are always that Guiding Light character to me.  That show was on for over 50 years and then just one day they decide to stop?  How can they do that to us?  I’m still mourning.

I’ve tried to get hooked on what comes on after the noon news.  The Young and the Restless and then the Bold and Beautiful.  I can’t get into them.  Sometimes I can hang with the Young and the Restless.  But why were these soaps picked over my soap to continue?  Maybe Roger just died way too many times?  Or Reva married too often?  Philip and Beth no longer have chemistry? I recently saw Rick have a very bit part on some nighttime show.  It was heartwarming to see an old friend.

Christmas is a time when I have memories too.  You know of Christmas’s past.  I had a girls Christmas Tea for a few years. Lucy Pursuit one year texted me that she missed my teas. Brought a tear to my eye.  I loved having those teas.  I vowed to have them forever.  I wanted to be like Mary Jane Williams and start this forever tradition.  I forget what tradition she had.  Lol. I think it was a Christmas party too. But then all this life happens and then everything falls apart.  As far as traditions go.  I’ve thought about renewing this particular tradition “Girls tea” – but Covid. If only we could live our lives in retrospect. I either would have never moved away from Fair Oaks or never moved there in the first place.  I can’t imagine not living there.  I also can’t imagine still living there.  Life is complicated, isn’t it?

Speaking of Covid, I read something the other day, somewhere, that said although the Scientists are doing their best, they could use some Prayer help.  I mean really, why not?  I think there is something planned for group prayer on Christmas Eve.  I’ll have to get more information and I’ll post it on here.  Because here’s the thing, if it doesn’t work, well, what’s the harm in trying?  We should all try everything we can.  I want to limit my mask wearing to robbing banks, or snow activities. I want Fauci to go back to someone that no one knows. And I only want to hear that Covid business referred to in sentences like “remember that Covid time?  Wasn’t that crazy?” Remember when? We are all living for that day. And we should all do whatever we can.  And prayer is something we can do so we should all do it. Doesn’t involve politics or vaccine mis-information. Just words in your head to a god you may or may not believe in.

Ok more on that later.  Or feel free to do it anyway, in the event I can never find the information.

Dear God, take care of this, will you?  Keep the work at home option, and thank you for that, but can we move on now, K? Love, me

I love Christmas.  Have I made that clear?  I love this time of year.  I love my decorations.  I even love Christmas shopping, except when I can’t find something.  I love giving and getting presents.  The best presents are not expensive.  I remember exactly two Christmas’s growing up. One where I got a Doll house (I hated Doll’s but I liked the house) and that same Christmas I got a 007 spy kit.  I LOVED that spy kit.  And then as a teenager one year we had no money (according to my parents) and my mother gave me her pearls as a present.  BEST. Present. Ever. My neck is too fat for them now but I wore them at my wedding.  I remember another Christmas when I didn’t have money and I made everyone pies.  That was fun.  Usually I try to hand make something, but this year I haven’t been inspired so it just might be a gift card year.  One that everyone will forget.  Oh and another best Christmas memory ever was when I got Jimmy a membership to the YMCA and taped it to the bottom of a big box and filled the box with confetti.  He opened the present and was so excited to get confetti.  He thought that was the present.  I still cry about that.  What a great kid.

This Christmas, as of this moment, we are all back to getting together for our Christmas breakfast which is at my apartment.  I have had the same Christmas breakfast dishes that I’ve used for years, like 20 years I think.  But ya know what?  I was thinking last night of using different dishes.  No one ever comes for Christmas themed dinner during the Christmas season but I have these dinner dishes.  Do I use them for breakfast?  I don’t know if I should mess with tradition. I’ve had two get togethers this December where I could have used the dinner Christmas dishes but both events were birthday themed with pizza so we had paper plates.  What is wrong with me.  Paper plates. Well, times they are a changing. But maybe I’ll keep going with those breakfast dishes. I’ll think of something to do with those Christmas dinner dishes next year. Or maybe next week. It’s good to have them for whenever.

Ok – back to work work. Thank you for letting me ramble on and yes Jean, I know it’s not Friday (blog day) but ya know, I’m old, I can’t stick to anything that I promise and well I’m even thinking of mixing up my breakfast dishes.  You know I’m off my game.

xoxoxo