I spent the day yesterday riding around the countryside in a convertible -- if only everyday could be like that.
As we drove up the road, we saw something odd in the distance. As we grew closer we finally figured out it was a very tall tractor riding up the road. So we rode behind him until the end of the road where we turned around (turns out we were on the wrong road...).
The rain has been good for Tennessee lately -- making for some very green pictures for me.
Labels: Day in the Life
Pourin' the rain... That's all I have to say.
Labels: just a picture
Last night I had dreams of dogs, and they were all talking to each other. My shar-pei Sam was there, only he kept saying his name was Patty. I can't remember much of the dream now, other than that part. A gender-changed dog sort of sticks out in your mind...
Labels: Dreams
The other night I had a dream about my Granny. I was sitting in Grandpa's chair and turned my head to the left, and there she was, standing, looking at us, where she usually sat. We all wondered how she'd gotten there, as she was supposed to be in the nursing home, not in good shape.
At that point in the dream, I woke up, saying, "That can't be right; she's dead." Then I woke up for real.
My grandmother lived a very good, full, long life until the last 5 or 6 months. She'd seen a lot of the world, she'd spent time with her grandchildren (that's an understatement), she'd live her life to the fullest. So it was hard that last 5 or 6 months to see her not living life -- though I wasn't seeing it, I was only hearing about it since I was on the other end of the US.
Which is why this entire thing still feels like some weird dream -- it doesn't feel real. She's not gone, I'm just 3,000 miles away.
What's funny is now when I try to remember all of the things we've done together over the years, there's only one moment that really sticks out in my head. I was in college, home for the summer. Granny was always telling me how proud she was of me, but this time was different.
We were walking out of the living room, where Grandpa was watching the news. She told me, "I'm so proud of you and all you've accomplished. You didn't get into those things other kids do like drugs and
sex..."
What was funny was the way she said sex. She lowered her voice, to almost a whisper, and had a little smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye. She said it like it was the most taboo word (and I was shocked to hear her say it, so maybe it was).
Then we both just giggled like a couple of schoolgirls, and I said, "Thank you Granny" as I gave her a hug.
I'm not sure why that is the one memory, out of all my memories of her, that overpowers them all. But I did like seeing that little twinkle in her eye -- she'd get it everytime she'd make a sly remark that she shouldn't and that was so atypical of her.
Labels: Dreams, Observances, Reminiscences
Bear on a Harley
My first day back in Tennessee and we went to the oldest town, Jonesborough, to a Hog Rally. This ain't my grandmother's Jonesborough, either.
Jonesborough now allows the sale of beer and wine, unheard of even 10 years ago. We stumbled into a cafe serving town-famous beer, which I at first laughed at, but it was pretty good. I think they could bump up their status and say regionally-famous microbrew.
About 2 minutes after arriving at the rally, the rain started to pour from the sky. So we made our way under an awning, hoping it would blow over. When it didn't, we stepped into a gallery, enjoying some of
Sherry Jo's paintings, drawings, and sculptures.
Since the rain didn't subside, we made our way to the Main Street Cafe, where we enjoyed the famous beer and a Chess bar. The gods must have just wanted us to have a beer, because after we finished, the rain quit falling, and we continued enjoying the bikes.
I'm not sure if taking quizzes is just something that I'm addicted to, if it's a girl thing, or if it's universal...
I'm attracted to color; brilliant, bright colors. It's the reason I'm attracted to photos of Buddhist monks, Tibet, and Carribbean towns. Bright pinks, brilliant blues, outrageous oranges. Oh, and rosé red.
I ran across this article this morning and found it rather amusing and refreshing. So I'm not crazy for not really wanting kids, especially at any point in the near future. Sure they're cute, and they do some amusing things, but so does my dog. And he
does make me happy.
I'll stick with getting my kid-fix from the cousins.
Read the article: Does Fatherhood Make You Happy?
So, this is the 15th image I took with my new digital camera (a big thank you to
Sean for helping me justify this purchase). It was one of the first to come out half decent. Kinda funny since it is a picture of my shoddy craftsmanship from putting together the Weber Q Grill (which I dearly, dearly love -- almost as much as my new camera). I put the handle on upside down, and well, I just never bothered to fix it. I think about it sometimes, but then it makes me smile, so I leave it.
That's all for today. I'm going back out to play. I will have to get out this weekend; Campbell is a little too suburbia to inspire me to shoot.
