The
conversation with Mom did not go as planned which isn’t surprising since
nothing ever seems to work out that way.
My mother just thinks that I am a “good girl” and then she gets tears in
her eyes so I hurry to talk about something else. I had great plans to think hard on my
personality but found it boring with the possibility of becoming too time
consuming so I let it go.
How’s that for self analysis?
Instead we talked about the end of the
year with anticipation since tonight we wind up Downton Abbey Season 2 and look
forward to next Sunday’s premier of Season 3.
We are also working out the new diet program which Mom is promising to
keep me on track. She has actually read
my book with all the instructions which bodes well as last spring she was
simply not on board with reading through all my Weight Watchers’ manuals. She has already been monitoring my work on
the treadmill and has even marched alongside while I did my workout (for about
2 minutes). The spirit is there even if
the body is weak.
What else did we do yesterday? Well Mom has been reading her detective novel
and even lay in bed most of the morning doing so while I worked away on my
writing. After lunch we watched Clint
Eastwood’s latest film “Trouble with the Curve” in which he plays yet another
cranky old man. I said to Mom that the
daughter should just do what I do, hit him over the head with a virtual hammer
and make him do what she says! What’s
with these giver-uppers anyway? It’s
like on Y&R, Adam must have walked out that door after a brief talk /
argument with Chelsea twice per episode over the last 3 months and both of us
look at each other and say “who does that”?
Not in this family anyway, we like a good argument and can keep at it for
hours. This walking away when someone
doesn’t listen the first time is very ineffective and I say if you are going to
argue at least be engaged in the argument, for Pete’s sake!
Anyway that was the afternoon before I
went out to test the weather (which was a lot colder than I anticipated). I walked around the acreage and looked at the
various animal footprints and tried to analyze them (oh, during lunch I was
watching Darwin’s Origin of Species so I was all into nature) with poor
success. I saw again those huge claw
marks but as they didn’t seem to have a natural start or stop I wondered if
they were something besides claws? I
also found a lot of different patches of raised earth and grasses and presumed
that I would have new molehills showing up in the spring. I tried to pull a dead branch out of a forked
branch but still no luck – it’s now been hanging there for 2 years. I think we are going to have to pull the
truck around to yank it out. Back in the
house we thought that perhaps tomorrow we would go for a camera walk, batteries
charged and ready to take more nature pictures.
After all, tomorrow is another day.
Top picture is me at Bergen, Norway