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Why I got my feet wet in the Sipsey in January (and maybe why you shouldn’t)

I opened my Facebook and there was the invitation.  It was for a hike to a place I regard with awe and wonder.  My mind started to whirl with anticipation, questions, and a quick – “Hey babe, will you go with me on this one?”

I guess all of this group have this itch to hike and then we find others with that same itch and all sorts of fun ensues.  However, the Sipsey Wilderness is a really big and rugged place.  I had reservations about this impromptu hike and by the next morning I have a backup hike in mind in case this isn’t a safe adventure.

Lots of planning goes into hiking – for safety reasons.  There are plenty of places that I go that require very little thought at all.  Greenways are like that.  I read the map at the site and go as far as I want.  The Sipsey requires a little more than the casual reading of a trailhead sign.  In fact, trailhead signs might be rare or non existent.

Cell signal is also rare.  Which means I have to invoke the BestFriendOutdoorsmanBruce (BFOB) rule.  He is THE guy we call to let him know where to send a RESCUE.  I’m not exaggerating about this… I told him we would be done by 5 pm, sunset, and that it might take an hour to get back to him by cell.  He set an alarm to call us by 6 pm.

So, into the Sipsey we went on no trail to chase waterfalls that were running nicely after our recent rainy weather.  Besides having to refer to only a single Alltrails recording, crisscrossing the creek was the first issue we tried to remedy.  We walked, tip-toed, or threw out rocks to step on.

None of us is fond of slipping.

Mud and mushy leaves was the second issue.

Again, none of is fond of slipping.

Then my husband slid down a short hill – but was fine.  I was behind him and I tried to go down backwards with my hands on the ground.  I still slid – into what I call the superman yoga position – on my belly.

Laughing.  Always laughing.  It’s a wonder I didn’t eat some mud.

I turned to cross the creek and decided to wade into the water – boots submerged – and I just called out “I’m done fartin around, I’m getting in.”  Before you knew it everyone had damp or soaked feet.  It was glorious, fun, and childlike.  I guess at our age that’s adventurous.

So what’s the point I’m making?  You shouldn’t follow this example EXCEPT we knew we had enough smarts between us that we would all be getting out before dark.  No one was risking hypothermia by wading through the creek in January.

There is safety in numbers and there is fun to be had with these new friends of ours.  And, as always, we have BFOB to send a rescue.

~Have the adventure, make the friends, eat the bread, and drink the wine~
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The Cupboard, The Freezer, and The Taxes

Help

My cupboard and I had a slight disagreement this morning. Apparently it didn’t want to be the freezer. See, I wanted to grab food to microwave for lunch, but the dish cupboard refused to yield anything food-like … cold or otherwise. I believe it may have been smirking at me behind my back too as I made an about-face and headed to the white “thingy” that contains cold and frozen stuff. Food namely – and thankfully no ice build-up like the old days.

I go to this white box many times a day to drink refreshing, cold, filtered water from its dispenser. I also occasionally visit it for frozen foods to toss out on the counter to defrost for dinner – usually. The other side is helpful for keeping my yogurt cold and all the eggs and cheese and juices. Somehow, I know where and when to put these items when I come home from the grocery store, but retrieving something from here has become an issue.

I do, on occasion, attempt to grab the handle of the frig when looking for a pencil…or my glasses. I don’t actually have to open it though to know I’m in the wrong place. Apparently I had it scarred into my head at a very young age – “Don’t stand there with the refrigerator door open all day” – so I don’t open it.

I appear confused more than usual today as I’m trying to track down paperwork from the entire YEAR to get ready for doing the tax forms. I feel like a complete failure today as a perfectionist.

There, I said it. I’m a failure.

My paperwork has been gathering in piles and wouldn’t you know… I need it now. Because if I wait any longer, I’m going to lose whatever is left of my sanity.  I’m also, at this moment, running some laundry, dictating housecleaning instructions and I’m nutrionally deprived and over-stimulated with caffeine!

I’m 46 years old and I need help. There, I said it, I’m 46.

On a positive note …
I did eat lunch
I have an “organized” mess – meaning it’s all in one room
I acquired something resembling a laugh out of the situation
I hired an adult child to write a sticky for me with blogs notes on it
Oh, and I told her thank you and that her handwriting is improving

I have been reading a book about brains and memory that is quite interesting.  I highly reccommend it because it’s written in layman’s terms by some really fun and nerdy people – complete with a Ph.D. at the end of their names.  It’s called “Welcome To Your Brain.”  Subtitled appropriately “Why You Lose Your Car Keys but Never Forget How to Drive and Other Puzzles of Everyday Life.”  Now, I haven’t read ALL of it, but it’s written in an excellent format that you can just pick it up and continue whenever it’s convenient.  It’s good enough too, that you can re-read the parts over again if you forgot what the blazes you read last!

Well, I’m done playing on the blog for the day… I believe I’m going to rediscover my pile of papers and take the family out for a movie.  Thankfully, I know where my car keys are AND I remember how to drive … Whew!

{Really cool book – Non Fiction}

welcome to your brain

 
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Posted by on February 16, 2013 in Life, in general, Random Silliness

 

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Poetry from my fridge – Part One

Magnetic Poetry

Some years ago, on one of our many trips to Chattanooga, we browsed through the tiny stores on the north shore of the Tennessee river.  Chattanooga is a great town, with many wonderful places to visit for kids and adults alike.  On the north shore, in particular, there are some fun little shops and eateries – most of which are dog-friendly.  These provide an interesting assortment of art, books, an excellent carousel, and at one time, a shop with a large selection of magnetic poetry kits and unusual cards and paper gifts.

I believe it has been at least 4 years ago we purchased two of these kits, designed to give you words to piece together into poems for your refrigerator.  You just move the words around and make them work together randomly to form sentences of prose or somewhat quirky statements…

We work on these at leisure – with only one real rule… Don’t take apart anything you find complete.  You need to use from the stock pile on the left, and connect them on the right.  At some point, maybe six months later, we had used so many words that I decided it was time to start over.  Problem was, there were some priceless “ideas” up there…so I wrote them down in my journal to keep… for such a time as this!  Little did I know how funny it would be to read them aloud to the family, or that I would discover how poetic my husband could be!

So, here is a sampling of these to possible amuse you…or maybe they might leave you scratching your head, but hey, it’s art, right?

(By the way…I added punctuation for easier reading)

Part One – …

*Go listen and have peace

*Ferocious velvet

*Yesterday, a woman said, was brilliant

*Come, there is fresh cake melting

*Poetry is a lingering, fire-breathing prisoner in a decaying picture

*I am add ed ed ed

*Beat melon or dazzle pie

*Miss a glass of laughter and see some stars

*As west as a cloud

*Men question the universe but do not look to the sky

*Angels of steel, piercing my dark eternity; they bellow down, killing our joy, yet my voice has no desire

*Will liquid perfume heal my green cut?

*Night circles life

*I like cups of steamy coffee

*Two delicious kisses

*Change not though time puts more on you

*God is cool, like always

So, as the years have progressed the children have moved from being in Elementary, Middle and High School…to participants in career, college and college-bound.  Their “art” has gotten a little more interesting… Some day I’ll post Part Two.

Thanks for letting US share!

 
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Posted by on December 26, 2012 in Random Silliness

 

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