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Brought up Feb 11, 2012

A Tennesse Saturday Begins...

I was not the happy camper last night. I had hoped to go see a play, but, as usual, I was disappointed. I know, Punk, and I don't want to talk about it. My youngest and I had chinese food instead, taking twice as long as we would normally because of her poor mouth. It was fun, but I would so have loved to have been sitting, watching Shakespeare being preformed. A quiet evening was had by all...

When the alarm clock went off this morning, I was pissed off. 6:45 on a Saturday morning is no time for a civilized human being to be awake. Especially after this week. But mine is the only alarm clock in the house, and the youngest is on her way to Memphis with a friend of hers.

When I decided there was no chance to snuggle down in the covers and go back to sleep,(when I'm awake, I'm awake to stay these days) i got dressed for my walk. That was when it hit me: I've been planning to go to the local high school and walk the track, just to see how far I could go. So dumb ass here decides, what the heck!?!

Uhm, well, the first thing I encountered was that the door handle on my car was frozen. The real beauty of Tennessee is the weather... We've had an unusually mild winter so far, with 60 degrees some days. I really believe God has a warped sense of humor, and I'm one of his favorites for his pranks. Anyway, I got the door open, and drove to the school, light snow flurries entertaining me along the way.

Now the track, I've been told, is 1/4 of a mile around.( Someone can correct me on that if they know better.) I had swipped one of the kids' zip up hoodies, that I still can't zip up, YET, and tugged that on at the school. I walked two laps. I probably could have done another one or two, but did I mention that things were frozen? It's freakin' cold! Not to mention the wind whipping around.

One half mile is nothing to some, but since I got winded walking to the mail box and back a year ago, I'm pretty proud of that half mile.

Back in the car, I decided to do something else different. I went to one of the fast food joints, got some breakfast and coffee, and drove to one of my favorite thinking spots. I ate slowly, tossing half the biscuit, and watched a tug pushing a barg up the river. The water was steel gray, choppy, and churning white around the barg. I watched the cars going to and fro over the bridge. I watched a crane flying from one side of the river to the other, and vanishing. I watched a couple of gulls floating on the air currents. It was a peaceful way to get the day going. I'm a little sad for my thinking spot though. The brats in town have spray painted the huge chunks of rock placed there. Across the river, a bunch of little 'camping' trailers are parked. (That Ain't campin', huh, Punk? You who trudges deep in the woods to sleep in a tent in 30 degree weather, in the rain!) The river still has a calming effect on me, even if the view isn't as nice as it used to be.

You would think there would be something classical slowly floating from the car speakers, right? Nah, this is me we're talking about... Bon Jovi's "You Give Love A Bad Name" was followed by "Break On Through To The Other Side" by the Doors. Considering the crappy week I've had, today has started off not so bad. Once I had eaten, and thought a bit, I decided to start the car and come home. After all, IT'S FREAKIN' COLD!!!


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Anonymous » 6 years ago

Sounds like an eventful and thoughtful morning. You've inspired us to be among the rare few that take time to enjoy the moment, even on a freezing day. Stay warm!