You'll be happy to know I never made it to Sunday Funday at the bar. I stayed home and walked... and it hurt like an SOB, but I did it. Another reason I didn't make it to the bar... it hurts to bad to drive. But never fear, I have my nightly whiskey close at hand and we are chatting with each other. I am about to switch to caffeine-free so I am not up all night drinking! HAHA
I have a path I walk around my yard. It's 0.2 miles every lap. Well, I have a few trees that like to droop their limbs into my face or I forget to duck and get nailed in the head by this one stupid limb. And I REFUSE to cut the limb off or the small tree down. I keep telling my father that next year it will be taller and will not be a problem - I hope. So I did the best thing a good little Ritter could do... I used a 30-year old RUBBER bungee (before we had silly little slinky ponytail holders they call bungees now) and hooked it to the tree right where the limb is and fastened it to the fence.
So the limb has been lifted and may even help out the poor tree and it should grow straight, I hope! Anyway, just one of those little things I do that drives my father crazy. I hear a lot of "why can't you just cut the damn thing down?". I remind him that if I cut down everything that got in my way I would be single and lonely and have no one around me. Well, I am single, so OOPS. But I do have my parents around and they have definitely gotten in my way before, so I do shows signs of restraint. Right? So we learn to work AROUND our impediments and not obliterate them completely. So yes, I am learning the fine art of compromise (Well, with trees and plants, at least. I like to start SLOW.).
While I walked today, I wrote 2 poems. One about a friend with a broken heart who believes he may never be able love again and one that was quite bawdy and well, downright trashy! That one got a lot of laughs. I will have to memorize it and take it to Ireland with me when I go. YAY! Everyone in the pub loves a trashy poem... or 40 (that's about how many I have so far!!).
Anyway, I am off to watch my shows and enjoy the brisk scent of BioFreeze, which pretty much starts at my ankles and ends at my neck. Well, I did leave out the important bits, just in case you worried about my mental state!
Tomorrow is Earth Day, so dig a hole and plant someone in it! I meant SOMETHING! (Or did I?)
Peace, Hugs, and Be Kind to Trees,
Angela, the Everloving Hippie (for today... tomorrow you might get another me!)