My Lucky Day

So…I went to Dunkin’ Donuts this morning for a cup of coffee. I handed the cashier $20.02. He gave me $98.00 back! Whoohoo! A little extra cash for the holidays!!!! 🙂

JUST KIDDING!!!! You should know me better than that by now!

So I went in and said, “I believe I gave you a twenty not a hundred.” He said,”No you gave me a hundred…it’s in my drawer…want to see it?” “Yes please…I don’t know how a hundred dollar bill could have gotten in my wallet.”
He opened his drawer, turned bright red, then went pale. “Oh my God you’re right…it was a twenty.”
Poor boy…he apologized and thanked me profusely, and went on to say,”Most people wouldn’t have come back.”

It did make me wonder…is that true??? Or is that a false assumption? Would you have gone back, or would you have figured it was your lucky day?

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What Would Kannidu?

So, here was my early morning Tweet:

Foolhardy, careless, irresponsible, wreckless. All those things I’m not, but wish I could be for just one blazing fun day!!!

Been feeling that annual craving to escape, and the injuries, sicknesses, and traveling husbands (well, one traveling husband to be exact)  have been adding to that feeling of oppression that leads to my soul’s craving for adventure.  This morning the feeling was amplified, thus my Twit, I mean, Tweet.

But it got me thinking…what exactly would I do if I could let go of my obligations and responsibilities, as well as my worrisome, predictable, overly cautious  spirit for just a little while?  (Of course, I got rid of that one day condition.  Oh, yeah….and I went with the assumption that money and physical ability were no object.  lol)  What things would I desire to do that I won’t do because of who I am, because of my personality?  For example, I have no desire to bungy jump.  Even if I wasn’t scared, the idea is not at all compelling to me.  So what would I do?  Hmmm.

As the day wore on,  a few thoughts came to mind….

I would climb the fence blocking off the old crumbling Fenimore Bridge, walk across and take photos of the Hudson River from that vantage point.

I would drink port until I could no longer lift my glass.

I would borrow a boat and camp all alone under the stars on one of the islands in the Narrows on Lake George.

I would sneak past the barriers and lie down  in the middle of Stonehenge and do nothing but contemplate…what I would contemplate?  Who knows, but that’s what I would do.

I would go on an African Safari.

I would hike the Australian Outback.

I would sunbathe on a topless beach.

I would smoke a pipe…just once.

I would hike the entire Appalachian Trail.

I would raft the Colorado River.

I would apply for the show Survivor.

I’m sure there’s more, but that’s a pretty good start.  So, now you know what I would do…what would YOU do????

Under a Spell

Have I mentioned how much I love our new TV?  lol  It’s becoming a love/hate relationship already though…because I’m wasting away under it’s spell.  I want to do nothing…but sit on my new couch in front of it.  I was so motivated to re-start yoga when Shrew started her class…and yet here I still sit, even when it’s something for the kids that I’ve seen a million times.

Evil I tell you.

Reunion Revisited

So, it’s been almost a week since my twentieth reunion, and I’ve had time to process the evening.  Date Man and I had a very enjoyable evening.  Our nervousness melted away the second we met up with the first group of alumni in the parking lot.  We shared more laughs in that first ten minutes, and it eased all our nerves as we entered the building to meet up with the rest.  I think I spoke more with some classmates that evening than I did in the entire four years we shared classes together. 

It was fascinating!  There were very few surprises. 

We had the soldier recently returned from Baghdad…the token baldy who once had long hair!  (He said one of our teachers once joked with him that he’d show up at the 20th reunion bald, so he thought he’d make her prediction come true.) 

We had the super competitive athlete, who has lived in a hundred different places over the last twenty years…she married four years ago and is busy trying to squeeze child number four in (or should I say out?) before she’s forty.  With three children under the age of three and a half she escapes the madness by working out at the gym.  She looks fantastic and could probably bench press her husband, who is tall, handsome, and accomplished.

Then we had the unlikely couple who married after dating on and off for years after high school.  He’s quiet, she’s not, and they have a wonderful life together.  So funny to see two people who never seemed to notice each other in high school, gaze adoringly at each other across the room.  🙂  Very sweet.

We had the girl whose list of accomplishments was so impressive as to sound fictional. 

We had the token sloppy drunk.  Sad really as she looked gorgeous when she was still standing. 

We had the recently divorced with his pretty new fiance on his arm. 

We had the Forty Year Old Bachelor (Definitely not a Virgin) who didn’t recognize a soul.  He needed the yearbook as a cheat sheet to figure out who everyone was.  *laugh*

We had the working Moms, the stay-at-home Moms, the happily childless, and the not-so-happily childless. 

Twenty years erased so much of the old “stuff.”

And yet……the photos posted on the website of the reunion are as representative of the entire group of attendees as the casual photos posted in the senior yearbook are of the entire class…not at all.  Ah, well.  Some things never change.

But I have, and I guess that’s enough.

I should never have bought those new lamps…

So I took down my living room curtains today to wash.  Hmmm…I kind of like the no curtain look.  I’ve been toying with the idea for awhile now.  If the woodwork were freshly painted, then it would be quite beautiful… but then if I paint the woodwork, the rest of the room will look as dingy as it is.  And you know, those wood blinds are not only outdated, but don’t work right.  Oooh….I just got a JCPenney sale catalogue and saw these really pretty roman shades in there!  But what color would I order???  Well…I don’t want to order a color that works with the present decor, since we want to paint sometime in the near future.  And I don’t really want to paint until we buy new furniture since I want it all to “go.”  Boy, this furniture is in need of some TLC…so I’ll take it apart today to wash that too….Uh, oh…seams are ripping, and stuffing is beginning to disintegrate.  But I really don’t want to buy new furniture until juice and milk spills are a thing of the past.  Hmmm…leather can be wiped clean with a damp cloth.  And it just so happens that I’ve been studying paint cards “just for fun.”  And Raymour and Flanigan is having a great sale…

Wait…

Now look through that living room window…see Zan installing the last railing on our deck?  See how hard he’s working while I sit here, hanging out with Baby Boy and the Girls in the air conditioned comfort of my outdated living room? 

I am ashamed of myself for conjuring more projects. 

So, furniture clean, and curtains washed, I will wait and work on that whole “being content” thing.  The porch comes first. 

Damn that Lowe’s!!  Trouble I tell ya…nothing but trouble.