Author Archives: Tricraftual
My Mouth Wrote Another Check the Rest of Me Can
I was worried that I would be unemployed this summer and then I got a call asking me to teach three summer school classes. Not bad seven weeks and done. I said yes to all three. Two are in the day and the last class is 7:40 PM. Did I mention that I have to teach four days a week? What the heck was I thinking. My regular routine is shot to heck. I’m not sleepy at night but can’t get up in time to work out. Can’t make any of my Zumba classes. Lots of work. This is week two and I am already dragging. Really happy for the pay but I will be earning every penny
Signs of Summer The First Watermelon
I realize that the rest of the world doesn’t celebrate this auspicious occasion but it brought tears to my eyes. I took a chance and bought a melon at the store next to my Weight Watchers meeting. Paid $8.00 for it but guess what, it is so sweet. I can’t tell you the delight I felt. Hopefully this a good summer omen. I so enjoy summer fruit. Melons and berries and peaches oh my! Happy Cinco de Mayo
Isn’t This How Disaster Movies Start?
Am I the only one who watchers disaster movies? Well I’ve looked at tons and recently they have all started the same way. Bizarre weather (check), odd animal behavior, particularly birds (check) asteroids that no one sees coming, landing(check).
Just saying.
Blessings to All This Weekend
Blessings to all people of faith as we celebrate Passover and Easter. It’s time to forget our differences and embrace our commonalities. The world is a rough place now and if we don’t get together I don’t know how we’ll survive. Five people killed in Tulsa Oklahoma all apparently shot by the same person. Senseless. Worse, people are thinking it is racially motivated because the people are all Black and the alleged gunman is White. From what I heard on CNN a week ago in Tulsa an elderly Caucasian couple were beaten and the accused is a Black man. Really, we’ve got to stop. Have you looked around lately? Earthquakes, tornadoes, floods. Hello, we have major issues to deal with and our petty differences have to take a back seat to more important things.
Anyway during this week of peaceful religious devotion I say blessings to all.
A Return to the Office
My husband and I have a great office and we don’t use it. Our home has what is called a bonus room over our garage. The room is a really nice size and houses our futon (serve as a guest bedroom, mostly for the grandkids) my husbands drafting table, our bookshelves, tv, desk and my yarn. So why don’t we use it? Well we find it hard to control the climate in the room, too cold in winter and hot in summer. We could work on that though. So today I decided that I need to stop finding flaws and find the good. Kinda like we do in life sometimes.
More to come from the office.
Gray Hair, Who Cares?
Well I hate to admit it but I guess I care. I had a hair cut this week and generally that cheers me up. This time while I was in the chair and the hairs started falling I noticed to my horror that lots of gray hairs were among the casualties. I know that you may be thinking what’s the big deal you are 60. So what. Until now thanks to genetics I didn’t have any gray hair. I noticed a few in recent months and now this. Those things are sprouting like crab grass. Anyway after the initial shock I’ve decided to welcome them and move on. If they don’t mind I guess I don’t. Bring it on!
Travel Memories
Jamaica memories
Haven’t been able to work a trip into my itinerary lately so I’m happy looking at pictures that I’ve taken. Sun and fun is always a good thing!
My Body May Be Aging But I’m Not
A few weeks ago I wrote about attending my college reunion and the great thing about getting together with friend is that they see past the older body to the young you that they knew. And though I have religious and spiritual belief it took me this long to really get the concept that while my body is definitely aging, I’m not. When I wake up in the morning it’ like returning from space and encountering gravity again. During my sleep and the periods just before sleeping and upon waking, I am one with my thoughts and plan and still have lots of ideas about what I want to do. It’s after I wake up and sit up (oops!) and stand for the first time every day that I realize that my body is a bit older than I am. The idea that we are not our body is for me very liberating and it allows me to go on. I am doing my best to take care of the body because I still need it. I know though that at some point I won’t need it. Thought for today!
People Tell Me Things
I’ve talked about this in the past but it has been on my mind again lately. People, usually strangers, tell me things. Revealing personal things that I certainly don’t ask them. I keep thinking that there is a divine universal purpose for this gift but I haven’t found it yet. I am not in a profession that could take advantage of it. All things artistic are what I love and I haven’t found a way to use this gift in those pursuits. Maybe I am not using my intuition to the fullest and this is all tied in. I can be oblivious when I want to. This is going to be my creative summer and I plan to be very productive. Periodically visit my other blog knitteddreamscrocheteddesires.com to see what I’m up to.
Cherry Blossoms Branch Brook Park Newark NJ 2008
Time Stands Still For Friends
If the divine plan permits I will be attending my college reunion in early June. Forty three years ago I was a college freshman of seventeen and sure that I knew all the answers in the universe. I made friends that year and over the next four and I am still friends with many of them. So here’s the good thing about long time friends. They just see their friend, not their “old” friend. So we are slower, maybe grayer so what. I see the girls that I went to parties with and shared meals and drama with. The guys I thought were handsome still look that way to me even forty-three years later. I guess you would call this the blindness of friendship and I think it’s a great thing. It may be hard for young people to understand but if you live long enough you’ll understand and hopefully enjoy the same.
First Steps the Hardest 