Mundane Life's Moments

I walked out of work yesterday, to find small balls of frozen wetness falling from the sky.  Unexpected, by me at least, I stood by the crosswalk and tilted my head back.  Thousands of white pinpricks tummbled in blackness.  They came from the dark, their source lost in the night sky.  It was beautiful! 

Waking today I discovered last night were just the scouts of a bigger army.  White cotton had come in the early morning to dust cars and lawns.  It came quietly, without fuss or warning.  Unpretentious.  It reminds us that life sneaks by.  Creeping on, often unnoticed.  The hours watching a movie, or sitting at dinner, create the moments so oft over looked.  When we think back on our life we look at the large events, weddings or trips.  But what happened to the small moments? 

I just returned from spending a week at my sisters.  Some of my favorite moments were small.  Aiden, 16 months, helped me unload the dishwasher, and, yes, he was helpful, putting all the glasses, plates and bowls used by the kids away in their cupboard.  Sydney, 4 years, walking up at 10 pm and asking me to make breakfast for her.  Emma excited to read Stewart Little she sat so still, refolding her paper air plane book mark as I read.  Emma played the piano for me, wanting me to sing the words because it would help her.  Sydney waiting until I got home to ask for some candy she'd seen in my room.  Aiden playing "night night" on the living room floor.  Miranda watching like Hera, goddess of marriage and hearth, from her leather throne.  Smiling down on each of us going through our days.  These memories are wonderful.  Small moments, from games to bedtime, hello's to goodbyes. 

So the next time someone asks what's going on in your life, think back.  You had dinner, lunch.  Work, co-workers, friends.  Dinner got burned, turned out wonderful; you slept in or got up early.  There is so much going on.  Please, let us share the moments, for the mundane is, in truth, our life.

Cotton Ears

I got off the plane in Tucson AZ with cotton in one ear.  Not my favorite part about flying.  Despite my best efforts, I was partically deaf.  I keep thinking this is what it must feel like to those who always ask me to repete myself. They, like I, had cotton stuffed in their ears, and their's nothing we can do about it. 

Maybe one day someone will create de-cottoning ear drops...

I started taking down the Chirstmas decorations.  Wrapping up the ordaments, taking off the raffia and dried cranberries.  Then came the tree and lights.  I stopped.  I don't know if it's the whole mess of it, or the part where there will be a blank spot on my wall.  I couldn't do it. 

Add that to the fact that the house is starting to fill up with people again.

Now, don't get me wrong, I do like my roommates.  Even though we all get a long, have no major girl trauma (no cheese theivery stories here), six single girls is a lot under one roof.  I liked the quiet movements of three or four.  Add one more to the bunch and I feel the need to hide in my room with a book.  Then again, the library keeps me well stocked in interesting books to read so I do that even when I'm by myself.  With the radio turned up to Showtunes so I can sing along when I go to refresh my cup of cider/cocoa.

Christmas is over, sadly enough, and New Years too.  Yea for that.  Let's face it, unless you go crash a party or head out of town with a hot guy on your arm, it can be kinda a let down.  It is, after all, just another midnight.  Only this time you have to remember to change the date on your checks.  :)  Now we all get to make those goals that we know we'll keep and one's we'll break in three days.  Like, eat dinner everynight versus start eating healthy. 

Ha ha, you laugh about me eating dinner, but it's a good goal.  Christmas parties are over, and I no longer get feed dinner at night.  Unless some great guy asks me on a date.  So I now have to plan, exicute and consume my own evening meals.  Tragic!  On second thought, I get to make bok choy, braised celery, and find a fun way to use up all those frozen peaches in the fridge so I can go buy Totino's pizza's for my lazy no cooking days.  Ah, yes, the eating habits of a single person can be so enlightening.