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June 26, 2011~ 12:00 am
Halleluiah, today is finally cool enough to think straight. Rains all around the area (though little here, just clouds) have finally flushed out the insufferable heat. Saturday afternoon, I attended a high school graduation party for my great niece, Julia.
What a stunner she is. She's a gymnast, a student of karate (yes, that little thing can break a board in two)....aaaaaand, she's a model. That's quite a varied set of skills, let me tell you. She's going to study jounalism and broadcasting in college in the fall and seeing her now, taller than myself, just reminds me how time DOES FLY!! I'm like Alice being reminded my the white rabbit, "I'M LATE, I'M LATE, I'M LATE!"
Sometimes life does seem to be one long race, flying past- each event becoming a blur in the rear view mirror. I remember Julia's DAD running around like a chubby Winston Churchill of two years old, banging his hard head into every corner he passed, and only getting sort of 'creases' in his skin, but never bleeding. lol! Another family photo has him propped in his highchair, chubby face looking covetously at a HUGE drumstick someone had placed in his hand for a snapshot at Thanksgiving. Jim and his two brothers, all wearing hand-sewn camel hair overcoats with matching caps, looking terribly British and cute as the dickens.
These dizzying rites of passage.... births, deaths, graduations, marriages...... they all fly up and smack you in the face as the years race on. You want to call their bluff... you want to-- just like Alice, say
"Why, you're nothing but a pack of cards!" but of course, that's not true. They are life's days carreening past, often messy and mixed up, with events coming at once, and come they do, right at you.
Most sobering on Saturday evening, Wayne and I took Mum back to the Assisted Living and knew something was amiss as we walked down the hall to her room. There were aides and a nurse, green-gloved, looking subdued and pinch-faced, and as we passed the open doorway to the apartment next to mum's, I glanced in to see a woman lying on the floor. Perfectly still. I didn't want my mother to know what was going on, so I kept up a line of patter, trying to convince her to close her door as I bustled about, drawing her blinds and kissing her, telling her I'd be back the next day for dinner with the girls.
As Wayne and I let ourselves out downstairs, got in the car and started down the driveway, there was the ambulance screaming toward the place, lights flashing.
Oh, so many deaths that place has seen.... I wonder how it affects the residents, how disturbed are they seeing the same actions played out time and again?
Life is very precious. Life is very fast. Savor everything of light, because the shadows aren't far behind... that's what I took from my Saturday. I mean to treasure what I can.
Things like.. seeing little Kay and Bill, and my daughter and her husband there, and watching the kids rejoicing in having a big hall to run around in, squealing in delight. Watching Bill enjoy himself with his second cousins, and so PLEASED to have found boys close to his age to caper about with- and Kay the same. And I loved seeing her new hairdo! (That came about after an unfortunate accident with GUM. My daughter told the hilarious version of things when the gummy tangle had to be cut out, thence... her 'new look') so Kay has a 'bob'. A sort of Dutchboy cut, and she looks cute as can be. I savored watching the slide show of Julia and her family through all their years... 3 girls, 2 boys on seaside vacations and cutting down their own Christmas trees.... learning to ride bicycles, and all of it......all of it..... a kind of magic lantern show flashed up on a screen there in the hall. And for each of us... inside the eyelids where the memories are, the scenes played out.
So precious....all of it, each event, so very dear.
June 27, 2011~ 7:15 pm
TWO GOOD THINGS......Monday's in.....(always my LEAST favorite day of the week, like most folks) and.......... the little lady in the room next to mum's had taken a fall, but she was propped in her recliner, arm bandaged and sleeping when I went to see mum yesterday! Thank GOODNESS!! (I'd feared the worst.)
I felt lighter than air once I'd seen that, and it really added to my enjoyment sitting and eating dinner with the ladies at Table 6. (I also treated them to a novelty I'd picked up at Giant Eagle while shopping on Friday. It's a clear plastic gadget, much like a football mouth guard that the players wear, and it LIGHTS UP in primary colors and the lights race. LOL!!!) I jammed those in my mouth at the table and told them I was celebrating my NEW SMILE......yes..... I finally got my final dentures, and I LOVE THEM!
The dentist had taken pity on me with the way my immediate dentures were fitting so loosely, so they relined them, but OH MY GOSH! The extra 'bulk' gave me a definite 'simian appearance' for 10 days, with my upper lip and philtrum area pushed out. lol (Yes, I could have gone back and had them shave it down and re-shape, but what the heck. They were comfortable..... I could eat, and it was, after all, for only 10 days, so I just waited. Looking a bit 'chimp like' for the interim.
Here's the NEW AND FINAL ME
smiling, happy..... (lip and under nose area definitely normal again) and I'm pleased as punch. So haaaaaaappy this 6 months has passed from the extractions to this point, and I'm truly satisfied. Well-fitting, WHITE, happy teeth. I'm smilin'....oh, you'd better believe it. Never been happier with the look of those pearly whites. Aspen Dental did a TERRIFIC job.
June 29, 2011~ 6:00 pm
One thing I've always wanted to do is sculpt. I remember taking a 'jewelry class' with my daughter at one point, and we had to sculpt something to make into a ring or a brooch. I chose the brooch, and carefully drew, then crafted a wax oval with a cameo-like Art-Nouveau lady on it. (Yep. Never finished the classes.....lol.... so I never got to see what it would have looked like when cast) but every now and then I take it out and study it. I admire those who can put their hands to clay, or wield a sculptor's knife and render something new. But....... you think this is sculpting?
This is SCULPTING... in the most imaginative way possible! Judith G. Klausner does the most REMARKABLE things with OREO COOKIES! Not only that, just click on those other links and you'll find a praying mantis dressed up like a queen and sheltered under a bell jar... you'll find real insect wings used to make the most gossamer of art pieces. The lady's got imagination, creativity and PATIENCE galore, and her work is WONDERFUL! Go have a peek. You'll be as flabbergasted as I was.
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Halleluiah, today is finally cool enough to think straight. Rains all around the area (though little here, just clouds) have finally flushed out the insufferable heat. Saturday afternoon, I attended a high school graduation party for my great niece, Julia.
What a stunner she is. She's a gymnast, a student of karate (yes, that little thing can break a board in two)....aaaaaand, she's a model. That's quite a varied set of skills, let me tell you. She's going to study jounalism and broadcasting in college in the fall and seeing her now, taller than myself, just reminds me how time DOES FLY!! I'm like Alice being reminded my the white rabbit, "I'M LATE, I'M LATE, I'M LATE!"
Sometimes life does seem to be one long race, flying past- each event becoming a blur in the rear view mirror. I remember Julia's DAD running around like a chubby Winston Churchill of two years old, banging his hard head into every corner he passed, and only getting sort of 'creases' in his skin, but never bleeding. lol! Another family photo has him propped in his highchair, chubby face looking covetously at a HUGE drumstick someone had placed in his hand for a snapshot at Thanksgiving. Jim and his two brothers, all wearing hand-sewn camel hair overcoats with matching caps, looking terribly British and cute as the dickens.
These dizzying rites of passage.... births, deaths, graduations, marriages...... they all fly up and smack you in the face as the years race on. You want to call their bluff... you want to-- just like Alice, say
"Why, you're nothing but a pack of cards!" but of course, that's not true. They are life's days carreening past, often messy and mixed up, with events coming at once, and come they do, right at you.
Most sobering on Saturday evening, Wayne and I took Mum back to the Assisted Living and knew something was amiss as we walked down the hall to her room. There were aides and a nurse, green-gloved, looking subdued and pinch-faced, and as we passed the open doorway to the apartment next to mum's, I glanced in to see a woman lying on the floor. Perfectly still. I didn't want my mother to know what was going on, so I kept up a line of patter, trying to convince her to close her door as I bustled about, drawing her blinds and kissing her, telling her I'd be back the next day for dinner with the girls.
As Wayne and I let ourselves out downstairs, got in the car and started down the driveway, there was the ambulance screaming toward the place, lights flashing.
Oh, so many deaths that place has seen.... I wonder how it affects the residents, how disturbed are they seeing the same actions played out time and again?
Life is very precious. Life is very fast. Savor everything of light, because the shadows aren't far behind... that's what I took from my Saturday. I mean to treasure what I can.
Things like.. seeing little Kay and Bill, and my daughter and her husband there, and watching the kids rejoicing in having a big hall to run around in, squealing in delight. Watching Bill enjoy himself with his second cousins, and so PLEASED to have found boys close to his age to caper about with- and Kay the same. And I loved seeing her new hairdo! (That came about after an unfortunate accident with GUM. My daughter told the hilarious version of things when the gummy tangle had to be cut out, thence... her 'new look') so Kay has a 'bob'. A sort of Dutchboy cut, and she looks cute as can be. I savored watching the slide show of Julia and her family through all their years... 3 girls, 2 boys on seaside vacations and cutting down their own Christmas trees.... learning to ride bicycles, and all of it......all of it..... a kind of magic lantern show flashed up on a screen there in the hall. And for each of us... inside the eyelids where the memories are, the scenes played out.
June 27, 2011~ 7:15 pm
TWO GOOD THINGS......Monday's in.....(always my LEAST favorite day of the week, like most folks) and.......... the little lady in the room next to mum's had taken a fall, but she was propped in her recliner, arm bandaged and sleeping when I went to see mum yesterday! Thank GOODNESS!! (I'd feared the worst.)
I felt lighter than air once I'd seen that, and it really added to my enjoyment sitting and eating dinner with the ladies at Table 6. (I also treated them to a novelty I'd picked up at Giant Eagle while shopping on Friday. It's a clear plastic gadget, much like a football mouth guard that the players wear, and it LIGHTS UP in primary colors and the lights race. LOL!!!) I jammed those in my mouth at the table and told them I was celebrating my NEW SMILE......yes..... I finally got my final dentures, and I LOVE THEM!
The dentist had taken pity on me with the way my immediate dentures were fitting so loosely, so they relined them, but OH MY GOSH! The extra 'bulk' gave me a definite 'simian appearance' for 10 days, with my upper lip and philtrum area pushed out. lol (Yes, I could have gone back and had them shave it down and re-shape, but what the heck. They were comfortable..... I could eat, and it was, after all, for only 10 days, so I just waited. Looking a bit 'chimp like' for the interim.
Here's the NEW AND FINAL ME
smiling, happy..... (lip and under nose area definitely normal again) and I'm pleased as punch. So haaaaaaappy this 6 months has passed from the extractions to this point, and I'm truly satisfied. Well-fitting, WHITE, happy teeth. I'm smilin'....oh, you'd better believe it. Never been happier with the look of those pearly whites. Aspen Dental did a TERRIFIC job.
June 29, 2011~ 6:00 pm
One thing I've always wanted to do is sculpt. I remember taking a 'jewelry class' with my daughter at one point, and we had to sculpt something to make into a ring or a brooch. I chose the brooch, and carefully drew, then crafted a wax oval with a cameo-like Art-Nouveau lady on it. (Yep. Never finished the classes.....lol.... so I never got to see what it would have looked like when cast) but every now and then I take it out and study it. I admire those who can put their hands to clay, or wield a sculptor's knife and render something new. But....... you think this is sculpting?
This is SCULPTING... in the most imaginative way possible! Judith G. Klausner does the most REMARKABLE things with OREO COOKIES! Not only that, just click on those other links and you'll find a praying mantis dressed up like a queen and sheltered under a bell jar... you'll find real insect wings used to make the most gossamer of art pieces. The lady's got imagination, creativity and PATIENCE galore, and her work is WONDERFUL! Go have a peek. You'll be as flabbergasted as I was.
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