Monday, August 15, 2005

Chair Time

The weekend is over, but it was a good one. I spent the greater part of it sitting in my new chair, reading this book ------->.

It is a really good book, and I recommend it even if you aren't a bird person. It is sorta about birds, but it is more about paying attention and noticing things around you. It is basically about what I have been trying to say all along on this blog, but Simon Barnes says it so much better. The thing about paying attention is that you never know what you might see. For example, I go to work in a depressing office building on the service road of a depressing highway. But every day, there is a chance I might see the American Kestrels who live in the Ramada Inn overhang. So, when I get out of my car, I take a minute to look around. Every time I do see them, it makes my day just a little better. And even if I don't see them, if I look for them, I might see something else. I have seen mallards, killdeers, kingbirds, etc. If I didn't pay attention, I'd just be like the rest of the people who walk into the building with their heads down, depressed about going to work that day. Anyway, it's a good book, so check it out from your local library or wait for the paperback if you don't want to shell out the dough for the hard-cover. It is uplifting.

Since getting my chair and sitting in it a lot, I have had no nightmares, and very little stress. It is doing me a world of good. TG was asking if Kev has a chair. No, he doesn't. I was pretty sure Kev isn't the kind of person who needs a chair, but just to be sure I asked him last night if he wishes he had a chair. He said,"I don't need a chair." So, there you go. He has a desk, anyway. Also, TG, I liked the windchime idea, but the chair is in the bedroom, so that might get annoying at night.

Yesterday, my birthday concluded with dinner at my parents' house. My mom made delicious spaghetti and brownies, and my dad made home-made vanilla ice cream, and LarryFeathers was there and Albert the dog, and it was good. After all this birthday dessert, blackberry cobbler will have to wait until after vacation. I think I am going to save it for the first nice cool crisp fall day. Lots to look forward to!


Tall Guy said...

I suppose since Kevin is the sort to wander around playing the mandolin (? - an earlier blog), he wouldn't need a chair.

For the wind chimes, perhaps you could hang them from a pulley under the eaves, tie the end of the cord to a small one of those "boot mooring" spool/hook things (a "cleat"?), and lower it to the ground at night.

Although -- I've lived at a place with windchimes outside the bedroom window. It's actually rather nice on summer evenings... :)


Gye Greene said...

Spaghetti and brownies: both excellent choices by mom!!!

Happy B-day again. Someone (Groucho Marx? Geo. Burns?) pointed out that even if you're not into getting older, yet-another-birthday beats the alternative...


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