Sunday, November 25, 2012

Back into the Fray

Sunday afternoon. Justin is asleep. He'll most likely wake up just before we need to drive him back to Jen's house (aka mommy.) He's been laying low all weekend, fighting some kind of bug. Two pajama-days in a row! I wish I could have had two pajama days in a row, but then again I would start to find myself going stir crazy. It's actually sunny out today, which is a pleasant change from the last week of relentless record-setting rain.

We are scheduled to go to the Triple Door tonight to see World Party. Part of me would like nothing better than to stay home, and start reading a new novel. But there is a part of me that would love to see World Party (aka Karl Wallinger,) because I've always enjoyed their music and have never had a chance to see them live. Maybe it's winter setting in, or maybe it's the fact that my honey and I had a nice three-day-weekend last week, and I'm just not ready to jump back into the fray quite yet.

Our getaway was very nice. Who couldn't enjoy three nights in a cozy cottage nestled in the woods, with the rains jut pounding away on the roof, while we whiled away the hours inside, reading, relaxing and...other fun stuff. I suppose there are those who would have craved the mall or their favorite television program, but that is not my honey and I. She enjoyed knitting, and I finished one book, and spent some time blogging. A very relaxing weekend that we should repeat often.

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Overall life is good. My third marriage has turned out to be the best of the three. I'm so happy to have met my match before I either kicked or was too old and infirm to enjoy a good love life. Besides, I keep myself young by indulging in an herb that will be legal here in Washington on December 6th.  I was beginning to think that I would not see sensible drug laws in my lifetime, but here they are right on my own doorstep. We also passed gay marriage and elected a bunch of liberals here in Washington, which isn't always easy. Step outside of city limits and you quickly start to see the symbols of right wing ideology from flags waving to Bush stickers still on those pick-up truck bumpers.

I have found a home here in Seattle and it's environs. I have also found the love of my life. I could complain about minor and petty issues, and I often do, but here at home in Seattle things are good. I still struggle to let go of stuff that really has no substance, and shouldn't effect my life. We all have those struggles. Some days I just want to take a sick day and wander through the woods for an afternoon. I hate wasting sick days on being sick. I'd rather use them to refuel my soul. I know, I know. I have stated before that I don't believe in souls, but I'm talking about inner spirit; a joy de vivre. Not some everlasting gobstopper that floats about in the ether after your physical body is dead.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Neglecting the Old Stuff

My title refers to this blog actually. I've been using Facebook, Tumblr, and browsing my usual sites (The Political Carnival, Good Reads, NYT,) but I've been neglecting my old Destined for Banality blog. I keep it up on my desktop as a reminder to post something, but I've always used this format for longer pieces, and time, well you know the thing about time right? The good times fly by in a flash, but the miserable moments stretch on forever. These days I'm pretty damn happy, so life is sometimes a blur.

Family life keeps me busy, even though my son is only here from Friday through Sunday. There are step-kids, a new grandchild (The Ninja), two cats, and all the peripheral stuff that goes along with family. My sweetheart and I are perpetually craving time away, because the only way to get privacy and quietude is to remove ourselves from the house. In fact, we have a long weekend coming up on November 16th.

Speaking of our getaway: it's about all I can think about lately. We leave a week from this Friday for Whidbey Island in the Puget Sound to getaway and also to celebrate our first wedding anniversary. My honey found the cottage on Air B&B, a website where people put up their houses, cottages, or extra rooms for vacation rentals. It's only 300 square feet, with a loft bedroom, and a little covered porch, where one might have breakfast if it's not cold and rainy.

This weekend we'll be taking Justin to see The Wizard of Oz on the big screen. He's seen the film at least twice on DVD, and we took him to see Wicked at the Paramount a couple of weeks ago. I think he'll enjoy seeing it on the big screen. It's probably my all time favorite film (and my wife's least favorite!), and I'll enjoy seeing on the big screen for a second time. The first time I saw it on the big screen was at the Mahaiwe Theater in Great Barrington, Massachusetts. That was probably 15 years ago. I'm surprised that my wife is voluntarily going along with us on Saturday. Maybe, just maybe the film is starting to grow on her. 

I distracted myself this morning by going out into the garage on a mission. I knew that there were some CD's out there by Steve Forbert and Robbie Fulks that I didn't have in my iPod, and we have seen them both live recently, so it's nice to have some fresh material to listen to. I even went on iTunes and bought Steve Forbert's latest release. One should support actually talented working musicians that are backed by corporations. Hell, Robbie Fulks was only $12 live and Steve Forbert was $20. These guys are living legends in my book (well, Robbie's getting there for sure) and I'm happy to support them in any way I can for the pleasure they give me with their compositions.

Well, I shouldn't burn myself out on this rare blog post on here. I have a little time before I should leave for lunch and then work. I have a few more CD's to put into my iPod and I'm good to go. Let's celebrate today, because the country is semi-safe once more from the greedy clutches of rich white corporate thieves.