To the Turning...

I have been a passenger on the fast train through life the past few weeks...months... .? Years? Perhaps always. My son's boss believes in crushing life, as he calls it... Jumping in and doing that next thing. Going everywhere, seizing one day after another. He's a really cool guy. He is also on the fast train. A different one with a himself as cruise director!

But mine is different. I think half the time or more I'm snoozing at the observation deck window, face pressed against cold glass... Trying to recall the landscapes I've seen, dreaming about future glorious 

sights, No doubt missing what's there outside the crystal glass of now... 

I'm happy to report Mama is a little better. This was a vicious cold or virus, and she has really been feeling rotten. But think her cough is less, and she feels somewhat perkier.

I feel restless and lazy simultaneously... Those two forces usually don't.... Or shouldn't collide, but when they do descend like this, it's hard to do anything except make huge messes... Restless: I tear into a closet or stack the dining room table full of holiday decor... Lazy: I drag a cozy fur throw over my shoulders, pour another cup of pumpkin coffee, and lose the rest of the day... Not a pretty combination... ( or a popular one).

Good to consider... Looking forward to a nice family lunch tomorrow----- Shrimp Scampi and cocoanut Shrimp. Tossed garden green salad with pear slices, toasted pecans, and dried cranberries. Steamed cauliflower steaks with Paleo cream sauce. Bacon and broccoli roast...

We had major flurries today. Not really the two to three inches they forecast, but dreary, blustery, whitened skies and blasts of snow and sleet against the windows. I loved it. Mama did not.
Have a lovely week. Send good thoughts, if you will, to a dear friend of mine, who could use a prayer...