Beautiful weekend… page 111

Day 206 – 10/04/2020

Sunday Morning Sunshine… Harry Chapin. I hadn’t thought of either one in years, but here it is back, pouring through the window blinds, and into my ears. Too chilly for outdoor PickleBall this morning, but Kim caught some sun on the balcony a while ago and now he’s heading up to the workout room… and he’ll be riding his bicycle to a car show on the south edge of town this afternoon, masked and socially-distanced in the great outdoors. Thankfully he’ll never shed his Southern California DNA; whereas, my mornings mostly look like this and don’t measurably improve by the hour:

I’m trying not to slide off into feelings this weekend. We’ve kept a temporary lid on TV news and avoided the rest wherever possible… mostly. It does help. The Chiefs/Patriots game has been postponed, apparently due to COVID issues, so there goes the best long-play distraction on the schedule for today, dammit-cwap. So selfish of those guys not to risk their lives for my sanity.

There’s too much beauty around us to worry about it – Kim’s mums on the roof are loving fall and so are we. And today’s Matt’s birthday, so I’m celebrating with him in my heart and via cyberspace, and remembering Danny. ❤️

Photo & Digit-al Selfie: Kim Smith 10/04/2020

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  1. Dee A Poe
    Oct 04, 2020 @ 12:59:24

    I want to adapt your saying up there to “I am alive. Please respect my privacy during this difficult time.” But, hey, unlike being awake, it’s better than the alternative… sleep is one of my favorite things, but I also need some of that awake time when Mama’s asleep to not have to be on guard all the time. I always wanted to be one of those “early risers” you hear about, and now I am because of making sure I’m up before her. Be careful what you wish for, huh? Thanks for bringing your life to ours. It’s a nice mix.
    Kim’s mums are beautiful, btw. Very nice.

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    • Judy Smith
      Oct 04, 2020 @ 13:17:52

      Thanks, I’ll tell him. And yes, being alive requires a gentle touch right now or we tend to crumble a little. We’re survivors though, Dee, you and me, and we’ll still be changing sheets and Depends after weaker DNA has up and gone. 😎

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