Life's a Bowl of Cherries?

Since retiring, I've had the benefit of sleeping deeply.😴 A couple times, though, while sleeping, I've been aware enough to know I'd like to get out of the situation I'm in, be it working too hard or being chased by something,🏃‍♀️ and I'd like to wake up. So, what if when we go to sleep at night, we are actually in the Spirit world? ☁️🌤️ That could mean that when we wake up, we're only acting 🎭 as if we're alive. The moral of this is we shouldn't take "life" seriously. 🍒

Sounds like a Plan

  (Picture from Preview of a book by David Joachim)

My Co-Grandma, Marilyn, rounded up some Sloppy Joes to take home to my husband, who was recovering from a bug.  This made it possible for me to throw some easy things together.  

Bill got a can of peas, a can of baked beans, (I already had cut-up onions for the beans) and of course, the Sloppy Joe Sauce, and a couple of buns she'd sent. 

I laughed when I recalled to Bill that this reminded me of our book, A Man, A Can, A Plan, which our daughter was considering buying us before we actually did...as a Joke.

So, I picked the book up again from the cookbook shelf, just to look through it and thought..."Hey, this isn't so bad!"

It also brought back memories of going to the then, Plumbs, with the book, so I could get the recommended items.  This was a neighborhood store, now replaced by Fresh Market.  People, seeing me look through the book with its kids' early reader cardboard pages, got curious.  I started explaining the book to the customers, and soon, developed a line of people following me around the store aisles.

The book uses words like, "dump, nuke, slop, spackle, manhandle, hack off, drizzle, squirt, drop, and plop", because it's especially for men.  And you don't have to measure too much, because you're dumping already measured cans of things together. 

Near the end of the book , too, is the manliest of man's deepest desires, a section on...Beer.

Annie Again

My daughter took me to see another "Annie" production, along with my grandaughters, at the Grand Haven Community Center.  And this time, I didn't have to review or know the names of the players, except that Annie was one of the girls' babysitters, and her faux mother was "Annie's" actual mother, who often picked the girls up from school.  They and all the players were spectacular!

Writers often say they write to find out what they think.  

I couldn't help but notice that, though set in the time of the Depression, the play mirrored a lot of what we're going through now.  The homeless in Hooverville, for example, complained that the then President Hoover had made them what they had become today.  President Roosevelt needed to jump start the factories, and of course, Annie herself gave Roosevelt and his team (including Mrs. Perkins who advised Social Security) hope. Fraud, in the form of myriad Annie's parents coming forward for money, was rampant.

And so, just week's before the election, singing about "Tomorrow", filled the theater with hope.

Going with the Flow

Started the day placing myself in the flow, then, doing an errand, and I thought I saw a driver cussing at me and going into the same parking lot I was headed for. 🚗Thought, uh oh... Instead of being angry, he waved, then, he came out with some friendly explanation, and I was nice back.🙋‍♂️🙋‍♀️ 

I got ready to go to Yoga, and Bill wanted to know why I was headed there an hour ahead of time. I didn't really know how that happened. ⏳ So, I used the time to take books and a poster for Tellabration to a local bookstore. She told me that the former manager is now retired; they're under new management, no book donations, no posters, and I quietly, in my age and experience, thought to myself, well, you'll be closed soon. We saw that happen when Disney's Buena Vista 🐭 was taken over by the rude Windham people.🧛‍♂️ Somehow, though, after starting out an hour early, I still managed to get to Yoga 5 minutes late.🧘‍♀️ Can't seem to break a consistent record. 

Shopping went smoothly, and so did getting Lee's chicken, senior style.🍗 

Bill's reported to me that Fox thinks we are evil, and they're willing to do anything to fight us.🤺 Does that include rigging the votes? So, since O'Donnell wasn't on O'Donnell, I found out why Fox really dislikes Don Lemon. One of his guests from a very high interrogation position, for example, said D.T. should get off his fat A... (won't insert emoji here) and ask specific questions. LOL!

Befuddled at What I Posted a Year Ago

Introduction:  I'll have to do some detective work to find out what I actually did that day, which was actually about the day before.  For example, I don't know how Jonah triggered an idea for a play, unless it was another story, like Paul in Prison, or the parable about the laborers, who got the same pay? That was part of my detective work, to find out what we actually studied.  Wish I'd remembered what the idea was.  I should have written that down, as I do most everything.

Interesting day: Bible study I attended⛪ gave me an idea for a play; there should be no copyright problems, since said Book is in the public domain.

 Got expensive, corrective shoes, but getting there was a problem. Pretty sure I was going down the wrong way🚗on a one way; then, it just... ended. Who knows where I drove then? But then, when I got back on the same, disconnected road again, it still told me not to drive the wrong way, so I had to sneak down the alleys. 🚗 By the time I got to the shoe store, I forgot what size I was.

 Bill insisted I get him a Coke (named Gabrielle), and a Snickers. The only Snickers I could find said, "Befuddled",😨 and the clerk and I talked about what it meant as I handed her $10 more than she asked for. She said, that "befuddled" her for awhile there.

 Back to Yoga,🧘‍♀️and Bill still wanted more stuff. 

Don't worry about those guys who work at Meijer. They're not being replaced by scanners. There has to be someone on duty to coach people like me over, and over, and over again. 

Then, choir,🎶 dinner, and O'Donnell.

Went through many costume changes👘 throughout all these travels and stops. Theater🎭 and substituting 👩‍🏫proved to be good training on how to be a chameleon.🦎

Off the Grid

Interesting evening. A senior on the cover of Women's World! 👵Then, heading for home, find myself in a Chinese intersection,🎎 and a busy one at that. Found out, it's survivable. The chicken place is closed,🐔 due to the power outage. It took me awhile to focus on the explanation from a distance. Put 2 and 2 together, the previous intersection with no lights🚫 was just on the corner. This town is like off the grid; the grid breaks down, and sometimes even the waterline, 🚣‍♀️but that's yet another story. Now, I understand, fierce winds🌩️are coming across the Atlantic, well, Lake Michigan. Brace yourselves!

Boom, Crash, Feast, and Boom.

Experience was mixed tonight. Was trying to get around the ottoman on which Leela sat, and went down...BOOM on my knee and broke my full length mirror. Dr. Leela 👩‍🔬 immediately suggested I put ice on it and ran out to report to Grandpa. I thought the ice was a good idea, so I got the one from the freezer that said, "Wisconsin Cheese"🧀 and placed it on my knee. 
The cool thing was going to Dickey's for the first time, for the girls, the second time. Had to run to the restroom that said, "Men/Women and the Rest of Us". I thought that was pretty up-to-date. 
Food was delish, and everybody seemed happy. 😊 I felt like I was in another town, so pretended I was on vacation. 🛳️ When I got my ice cream cone,🍦prepared by Naia, I felt like a kid again. With the kids, that's lots of laughs. 😂 
Afterwards, a glorious storm ⛈️ witnessed from our porch deck.