Sometimes
I open my mouth and the theme o’the week spills out.
Sometimes
I open my mouth and I drink iced coffee.
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| Oh to have beignets to go with that. |
It’s a
weird week, but honestly they all are lately.
When
last we spoke … the township was getting ready to replace a giant culvert,
thereby cutting off half the neighborhood from civilization for most of the
day. They even parked a fire truck in the yard, “just in case”.
My day
was going, well, frustratingly, independent of the whole deal outside. After
some uncharacteristic venting, I cut my losses and indeed hiked out over the
creek to my car at the top of the hill. I had help lugging my computer bag.
Chivalry is not dead. Well, not in some circles …
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| A gentleman would take one look at me and offer the table back so I had somewhere to put my drink. Sigh. |
I
applied iced coffee to the problem and headed into the big city. All good.
I took
care of business and puttered and applied some green tea and a good book to the
problem and after way too many hours of inadvertently not eating … I called
back to the homestead to check on construction progress. “Well, they’re
cleaning up and cars are going through, even though the road closed sign is
still up, and they seem annoyed by that.”
Okay.
Hmmmm.
I
suppose Mexican food makes sense.
Mexican
food always makes sense.
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| Squawk! Jenn will have the vegetarian combo. |
Particularly
when you can surround yourself with eclectic beauty while preventing your blood
sugar from crashing further.
And
just let the construction thing brew.
There
are several things I am just itching to move forward with. Right after I stop
ending sentences with prepositions. But I don’t exist in a vacuum. (Thank
goodness.) What’s needed is a little strategery and planning, maybe a lot of
strategery and planning – which for this compulsive planner you would think would
be worthy of a happy dance – the grace
of God, and … and … and … and … I don’t know what and I can’t put my finger on
it!
A big
dose of je ne sais quoi.
So I’ll
just wait … and let it brew … and enjoy the surroundings …
Or a
party …
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| "I'm helping!" |
Or a
swim …
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| Sometimes it rains and you have to wait. I know nothing about grownups being in the pool while thunder could be heard … |
Or a
drive …
Or
ducks …
I have
watched precious little of the political conventions this time around. Some has
been unavoidable, but my mental health requires me to walk away. I am hearing
the version portrayed on C-SPAN is vastly different from the version portrayed
on (pick a news channel, any channel). Shocking, I know.
I’ve
been letting things brew on the political front and hoping something would
emerge that doesn’t make me look like I just ate half a lemon after I’ve
listened. Or like my eyes are rolled way, way, way up into my head.
Permanently.
Ick.
Ew.
Et tu,
Brute.
I’m
going to listen to my new music, drink coffee and tea, and keep letting things
brew.
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| Keep looking up. |
For more Brewing thoughts see Sue Bowles at
bebold7.wordpress.com and Leisa Herren at life4inga.blogspot.com.
Trading punches with
the heart of darkness
Going to blows with
your fear incarnate
Never gone until it's
stripped away
A part of you has
gotta die today
In the morning you
gon' need an answer
Ain't nobody gonna
change the standard
It's not enough to
just feel the flame
You've gotta burn
your old self away
Hold on tight a
little longer
What don't kill ya,
makes ya stronger
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
You can't change
without a fallout
It's gon' hurt, but
don't you slow down
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
You know the
situation can't be right
And all you ever do
is fight
But there's a reason
that the road is long
It take some time to
make your courage strong
Hold on tight a
little longer
What don't kill ya,
makes ya stronger
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
You can't change
without a fallout
It's gon' hurt, but
don't you slow down
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
When the wolves come
and hunt me down
I will face them all
and stand my ground
'Cause there's a fire
burnin' in me
They will see my
strength in this love I found
Oh
Hold on tight a
little longer
What don't kill ya,
makes ya stronger
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
You can't change
without a fallout
It's gon' hurt, but
don't you slow down
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
It's a hard love...
Hold on tight a
little longer
What don't kill ya,
makes ya stronger
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
You can't change
without a fallout
It's gon' hurt, but
don't you slow down
Get back up, 'cause
it's a hard love
'Cause it's a hard
love
~ NEEDTOBREATHE’s “Hard Love”
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