Sundays

I woke up pretty motivated. I wonder what happened. Somehow not much of what I thought I was going to do felt very productive or enticing even. Books weren't doing it. I felt more blah from reading than I did wandering around the apartment. I finally gave up any hope of "doing" anything and took a two hour nap. It helped. On my second waking I popped disc two of the second season of Mad Men into the video player and started sewing. Several quilting blocks later, and three hours of Mad Men to escape into and I'm feeling better.

I seek some motivation. There's changes coming up in my life again and I feel the need to be better prepared. Sometimes a fresh perspective escapes me.

Movie Night

It's been almost two years since I've been to the movie theater to enjoy a feature. I have a hard time allwoing myself the luxury of spending that kind of money on myself when video is so available between Hulu and the library. I splurged this evening and saw Inception. I love this kind of science fiction. Even if the ending did not surprise me. The cinematics were wonderful. It was a good choice for the big screen. Now I don't need to rent it.

Usually I like the previews. I guesss I just didn't see anything that caught my attention.

Video to warm your heart

Danny & Annie from StoryCorps on Vimeo.

My personal drivers

If/when I win the lottery I am putting someone on retainer to be my driver. In the meantime I use the bus. I have several drivers that I consider my personal chauffeur. This morning's bus driver was too good not to mention. The sign in the front windshield is a large hand lettered sign the simply says, "Smile". I've seen the bus around before. The sign alone makes me smile. But, this morning as I and several others were boarding the bus our driver was "singing". I just caught the end of the song so I'm not sure what all I missed. Once the doors closed and the bus started rolling this driver is holding court for the whole bus with his personal rendition of stand up. It was outrageous. The cheesy stuff were things such as asking the bus riders over the intercom, "You all see what happened last night?" Of course, nobody answers. "Didn't anyone see what happened last night?" Comedic pause, "It got dark." and he switched off the interior lights for effect. I'm sorry. If that doesn't get you smiling first thing in the morning you are dead. "And I'm bettin' it's going to happen again tonight."

Then he starts singing again. If you have ever heard anyone sing in their sleep you understand what this driver sounded like. "You don't know how good you got it. No, you don't know how good you got it. You don't know. You just don't know. You don't know how good you got it." And then he apologizes that this particular track isn't on his CD.

I know, I just know this driver has no trouble makers on his bus. There is no way. The humor was so corny and so sweet no one can help but at least shake their head in disbelief and smile. It was a great way to get myself to work this morning. A treat for my day. I would hire him.

Girls, girls, girls

Actually, it will be four women in my pretty decent size apartment next month. For a week. All the sudden my home doesn't feel so large.