I guess the sub-title to this post is – what a difference a couple of days make. If you read my last post you might think I was either feeling awfully sorry for myself, or I have a potential mess on my hands. . . or both. And it is what I felt. In fact, Monday (yesterday) wasn’t a whole lot better — at least I was able to cry over it. And although most of us would say that crying isn’t so great, for me it’s a step up from feeling numb.
It is, however, barely Tuesday and for some reason, I feel better. The issue with my son isn’t all resolved and it may not be anytime soon or ever. I don’t have control over him or his life.
Last night I was starting the “feeling better” process. I don’t know why but when I hear certain music I can’t help but tap my toes and swing my bountiful hips and, god help me, I just gotta dance! Which is what I did while cutting a bell pepper and zucchini for my bastardized jambalaya Monday evening.
Then the ‘Publican and I watched the ending episode of “The Bachelor – London Calling.” We’d caught a couple of earlier episodes which were a hoot; neither of us was particularly surprised that Matt (the Brit) picked Lorenzo Lamas’ 22-year-old high-FQ daughter, Shane. Or as he called her, “Monkey.” Awwwwwww. True Love. However, as the ‘Publican observed, “It’s not as good as ‘Farmer Needs a Wife,’ ” – yeah, “The Bachelor” doesn’t have pigs! Or bingo at the VFW hall. Sho ’nuff.
So I say – Thank the goddess for Tuesday – and for another day. There’s always crap going on in the world – I watch the 11 p.m. news, too. Some is horribly tragic, and some is just ridiculous. Yet, even with all the garbage going on out in the world and in my own family, I am still able to laugh and enjoy what I can.
The wonderful knitting diva Elizabeth Zimmerman used to end her correspondence with the following which I will repeat (but hey, I’ve given proper attribution!) – “Onward!” Indeed.