KatWoman's Blog
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
New Year
So here we are, all shiny and new. Wonder what this one will bring?
Minuses: I'm disabled, depressed, broke, in pain, and living in a board-and-care will where all the others are thirty to forty years my senior.
Pluses: I have good old friends and have made good new ones, I'm still able to get out to the library and church and to do volunteer work on my computer. I can read good books and have long conversations and feed a stray cat in the back yard.
I had the stray cat spayed and made friends with and found homes for her kittens.
So far I think the pluses have it.
Minuses: I'm disabled, depressed, broke, in pain, and living in a board-and-care will where all the others are thirty to forty years my senior.
Pluses: I have good old friends and have made good new ones, I'm still able to get out to the library and church and to do volunteer work on my computer. I can read good books and have long conversations and feed a stray cat in the back yard.
I had the stray cat spayed and made friends with and found homes for her kittens.
So far I think the pluses have it.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Holding On
The sad fact is, Christmas is over. Done. Finished. I'm still trying to hold onto it, but it's pretty hard. The Christmas music on the radio cut off at the stroke of midnight on the 26th. Never mind, I have a full iPod and can listen to my own selections. I can revisit the Grinch and Rudolph and Charlie Brown on DVD. I can stare at the Christmas tree.
But finally, it all starts to break down; and once you've watched the ball drop and the Rose Parade, it's pretty much impossible to hold onto the illusion.
But finally, it all starts to break down; and once you've watched the ball drop and the Rose Parade, it's pretty much impossible to hold onto the illusion.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
My Favorite Day of the Year
Yes, Christmas Eve, not Christmas Day, is my very favorite day of the year. It's all about the anticipation hanging in the air, the feeling that it's almost, almost there, just out of reach. All the last minute things to do, hanging the stockings, putting cookies out for Santa, the children wriggling with impatience. The empty streets late at night, giving the feeling that all of the world's shut down. That everyone's home with their families or friends, safe from the cold and snow. It's an idealized feeling, this kind of Christmas Eve.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
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