For Teri over at Coffee Breath for Poetry Friday ...the subject was harmony...
Me, spilling out all my thoughts, inner and outer, on just about anything! Lots of poetry, short stories from past experiences, anecdotes about teaching elementary school, music, relationships....garage sale type thing...Something For Everyone!
For Teri over at Coffee Breath for Poetry Friday ...the subject was harmony...
I never had such a thing. We were just nudged over across the field to where the high school was and expected to move on to gr. 9. Well, okay, we did have a dance in the gym from 3:30 to 4:30.
I’ve been going to my post box every day anxiously awaiting the delivery of one of those many items I order through the mail. But this is no ordinary parcel, at least, not to me. Major metaphors involved!
When I became diabetic at age 13, the whole big scary ordeal necessitated my wearing a medic alert bracelet to draw further attention to the fact. Now, to a teenager who had been forever fascinated with anything shiny that even resembled jewelry, (was I related to the crow family?!) this little "bangle" was a huge disappointment!
This newest addition to my "pearls of possession collection" wasn’t exactly a real gem. Well, the information engraved was unique and I’ve always loved being unique but it was made of stainless steel for goodness sake! Serviceable, durable and ugly in the extreme!
The first element anyone would notice was a gigantic, deep red snake wrapped around what looked like a sword to me. (Was this detail to cruelly remind us of the numerous injections we were to do over a lifetime?!) The comment I remember most was from a girl in my Gr. 9 class who yelled out in her loudest voice, "What a ZAP bracelet!" (Same girl that announced to the entire student population in her signature disgusted tone and human megaphone on my first day back to school in four months, "Ooh! Why are you SO SKINNY?!)
I was relieved to find that after a few months, wear and tear allowed the red snake to slowly flake off. Well, you can bet I hastened that process along with a sharp paring knife!
Did I say these babies were durable? Well, in actual fact I’ve had about 15 break, get fixed, break again and so on…. I found one buried in the snow, on the driveway after spring thaw, in my bed and in the bathtub. But the most ironic place of uncovering has to be at the summer camp for diabetic kids where I worked for 8 years.
The following summer after losing it, I found it during a game of "Capture the Flag" while I was hiding out at the incinerator!! I bet there were many snake zap bracelets lost on the campground – on the bottom of the lake, under the dock, in canoes, in the horse barn, at the archery field, the campfire ring, the Chapel site…just about everywhere.
I imagine a million years from now, that some archaeologists will be digging, wondering why the heck all these bracelets are buried there. Then they’ll piece it together once they find all the syringes in the dumpsite! (These camp days were way before environmentally friendly disposal!)
Which brings me to the Sterling part of my story…. I have always looked wistfully at the gold and silver versions of these bracelets on the re-order forms, thinking they were just too much of a luxury for me to spend more money on than was absolutely necessary.
Well, guess what? After 38 years with a red snake on my wrist, I decided that it was worth…..that I was worth it!
Today it arrived in a box you’d swear was from Birks! (Okay, maybe that was just my enthusiastic imagination and keen anticipation at work!) It is like a pretty piece of real jewelry, smaller and a great deal shinier than the standard stainless! (A crow would be proud to wear it!) Even the chain is fine and delicate……$85 of Snake Power Zap!
Worth every cent.
Mother of Invention, gazing at her new wristwear, gleaming in the sun.
Well, now that I posted about all the loveliness of the first day of summer softly slipping in, I'm afraid I already have a complaint about the season I love so dearly!
Mother of Invention, trying to get to sleep!
Thanks to all those people who read/and or commented on my dad's story! I think he was very surprised, touched and proud to see his work and picture on the computer screen! (And, yes, there was a tear in his eye as he is wont to do!)
Yesterday, at my elementary school, there was a tea for three teachers, including one of my best friends. She is also moving 45 minutes away so I shall really miss her and all our impromptu lunches and shopping outings. Never thought I'd say this but, thank goodness we can still e-mail! (see an earlier post, "Ode To E-mail"!)
(see above post)
Yesterday, I went to an appointment that is sure to be the highlight of my week as it is every time I go. The Massage Therapist! This girl is young, athletic, energetic and a powerhouse of strength. But I warned her that I'd be her challenge of the week. (I bet they just love to hear that, and the fact you've been on 6 double strength Tylenol a day for a week!)
Ironically, my sore back and shoulder muscles are due to sitting for hours at my computer in a "Chiropractically Unapproved" chair, typing such things as BLOGS!As the therapist started to spread the oil and work her magic, she commented that my muscles felt really toned. Wow! Was I proud! (A little surprised too, as I do absolutely nothing but walk and bike for exercise. Well, maybe I was more fit than I'd thought.)
More irony to come.
Not long into the massage, she noted that she'd never felt my muscles so tight and with so many nodules. There was my clue. At once, I put it together and was instantly deflated. How pathetic! Toned up? What a cruel compliment! I just had so many spasm nodules linked together all the way up my spine, that they presented just as if I were a regular buffed-up get-fit exercise fanatic! And it seems that these toned-up in-shape knots gave plenty of resistance to her efforts.
As she wiped the sweat off her brow with a towel and left the room, she looked back saying,"That was the toughest workout I've had all week. Brutal, in fact." And then I heard her slowly dragging herself upstairs, each foot emphatically punctuating her fatigue, one step at a time, leaving me dejected and painfully wishing a huge crane could hook me on and lift me up off the table!
Mother of Invention, thinking, it's time I got a new chair! (You know, the kind the receptionists have in my husband's Chiropractic Office?!!!)
I used to hate e-mail! I can't believe how my thoughts have changed because I sure do spend enough time at this machine doing it.
Last night I was absolutely wiped after a challenging cardio workout in the morning. We slept in our summer bedroom, my favourite room in the whole house! It is a cottage-looking room on the second floor up in the trees and overlooking the river at the end of the backyard. The temperature was 14 degrees celsius, the windows on all 3 outer walls were wide open, and the beautiful fresh air breezed in the perfect sleep for me.
Tomorrow, I swear I'll do it. I've left it long enough. "IT" has been staring me in the face since the week before Christmas when I got sick and I can't win this staring contest! "IT" is sitting immobile in the heavy black case on the computer/nature room floor with no life in it whatsoever and I must do something to revive it very soon! In fact, today's the day I've decided to make it happen.
Just went out to my backyard and am sad to report that my lilacs are definitely on the way out! Most have at least 1/4 of the blooms brown. What is left still smells great.
Unfortunately, the Lily-of-the-Valley are all gone too. I love their fragrance and constantly wonder how the Coty company gets the Muguet de Bois perfume to smell just like the flower?!They barely lasted a week!
However, those Forget-Me-Nots are still perfect! They've been in suspended in full bloom for what has seemed like a month already and show no signs of waning. I love these delicate and feminine blue flowers too. They look like they belong on a calico dress or on some pretty bedroom wallpaper!
Mother of Invention, anxiously awaiting the Peonies!