The sun is out. I’m delivering Meals On Wheels and checking out all the house colors. Nothing worked for me. What I did notice was tons of heads popping out from all over the place — behind shrubs, cars, garbage cans . . . It seems like everyone was out weeding, planting, raking, etc. Me? I took an Aleve this morning. Still recouping from Monday night seder when my back failed on me. I really need to get out and pull up all those dandelions. I love to feel the snap of that tap root. I guess I’ll wait til the next sunny day which, according to the weather report, will be on Tuesday. Back should be better by then.
I’m around 80 dollars into paint samples for the exterior of my house. I started out with red/purple.pink, gold, tan, khaki, and am now buying blue/green paints. I’m thinking of turquoise. Today I bought a sample that might be the one. It’s more green than blue. I’ll show it to Drew tomorrow.
I’m thinking of cutting back these daily entries. It’s not hard to write 300 words every day but I’m already boring myself. Sometimes I write a little something and then go back and add words just to get to my quota. And seriously now, who cares but me? So I guess I can change all the rules.
New rules: I’ll write at least 5 days a week and there is no word limit.
Phone rang early this morning. Didn’t recognize the name but answered anyway. It was a call telling me that one of the people I deliver Meals on Wheels to had passed away. She didn’t want to tell me when I picked up the meals on Friday — she knew it’s better to tell me right away. I’ve been delivering meals to this woman for over 6 years. She greeted me at the door, always wearing lipstick and dressed. I made sure she was my last stop each week and we would sit and chat for an hour. She had lots of stories to tell and was glad to be alive. She was 90 and in good health, had a boyfriend and kept up on all the latest movies — until she fell in late December and broke her hip. I thought she was going to be the one who made it through but stuff happens and nothing went as smoothly as hoped. When I saw her last week she tired easily but in her words, “Hey, I’m still here.” And she was thankful for that.
I’m glad Hannah and I waited for half an hour on her stoop 2 weeks ago. She had a doctor’s appointment and left us a note, “Please wait for me. I don’t want to miss your visit.” She drove up in the car with her family and they all helped her into the house. She was thrilled to see us and made us wait til she could catch her breath.
The call this morning caught me off guard. It wasn’t a total surprise but then again it was. The problem with death is it’s so final . . . regardless of what you see in the movies . . . there is no turning back.
Tomorrow I’ll deliver my meals but I think it may be time to take a break. I’m almost done with my year commitment to Literacy of Nassau County. I think I’ll end that too. In vicki-time it’s going to be a new decade in April. Think it’s time to start anew. A new what? Not sure but it’s time.
Found a good mood booster: A Trader Joe Vanilla Ice Cream Bon-Bon on a dish and microwaved for 9 seconds. The dark chocolate top lifts right off and if you turn it over quickly, it will be filled with melted ice cream ready to be sipped. Then finish it off by eating the chocolate cookie crust stuck to the plate and covered with drips of melted ice cream. A lick of the plate and no need to wash the dish! How’s that for going green?
Anyone interested in coming over for dessert? I have clean plates!
but other tickets may still be available.
I ran off to deliver Meals on Wheels this morning but not before Hannah’s phone call, “Tickets for LCD go on sale at 11 am today. Rachel and I need 2 tickets each. I’m busy and so is Rachel.” (That was code for HELP, OMG.) Drew was home and spoke to her. Lucky break, he was taking the day off and will be able to try for the tickets.
When I walked in the door at 10:54 am, drew-in-pajamas was sexily (apparently this is not a word and the spell check wants to change it to senile) sitting in front of his computer. In just 6 minutes the tickets will be going on sale. They were playing at MSG, plenty of tickets. Since I came home early I thought I would take my laptop and sit next to him — just another opportunity to be close to Drew. We were on just as the tickets went on sale. Ticketmaster web site was a mess. They were on sale, they were not. Then they were on sale again. And then they were gone. I quickly scoured the internet for tickets and lo and behold . . . plenty of tickets already available for double the price. How can that be?
Tired and full. Saw Blue Valentine and went to Melting Pot for dinner (Thank you Tanya.) Drew and I enjoyed a very super filling early Valentine’s dinner. The best part was finishing off the chocolate with a spoon. Full and tired
Tomorrow meeting the girls in the city for brunch. But first I go for a foot massage with Lucy in the East Village. Looking forward to it! I can’t believe I have to eat again tomorrow. I am sooo full! Most definitely better take my cholesterol pill tonight! More tomorrow and maybe a pic of the squirrel in my yard.