Author: Rene

Not much is trending, that’s for sure! Wednesday wondering…

Joining the Metaverse is interesting.

My son gave his father a headset/gaming device/whatever it really is termed, and I’ve been witnessing them trying to play a round of golf. I should have written down every question my spouse asked my son. It has been most entertaining. And the look? Wearing a big white headset and gazing around the room in your own little world is fun for this gallery of one. The cool thing is they can now play courses they’ve previously known, and they can play apart from each other. A pretty “magic” thing to me.

I don’t know how it works, but my pressing question is, “Is it a gallery if there’s only one viewer?” I have fine seating for the performance, an open bar, and snacks provided. I guess it is!

Since I wear a couple of hair clips daily I also have the habit of taking at least one out of my fancy ‘do and attaching it to my shirt at some point. Then I end up laundering the shirt with the clip on, sometimes to a crumpled mess when I take the top out of the machine.

The upside? Today I needed two clips and only had one in my bouffant. Just a little Monday morning bonus. Little blessings everywhere.

We’re just a weekend too early visiting my bro. Tomorrow is “Launch Day,” when the water craft can officially be on the lake. Thankfully, we won’t be here to clean or help outfit the vessel. We’ll just return and enjoy it once the weather warms and the hard work is done.

It’s been divine visiting. Calm weather, warm sun, and wonderful company. It’s always good to “come home.” Now to enjoy a glass of vino on the deck, listen to the birds, hear the distant train whistle, and spot fish jumping. Or is that a turtle swimming out there? I think so!

Ah…lake life.

My iPad updated and the email feed looks totally different…it prioritizes now. It’s taking away all the fun I had in trying to figure out my priorities! I’m pretty sure I had some.

Soon everything will be done for me and I’ll just have to sit here and stare out the window, waiting for the hummingbirds to return, or the deer to continue feasting on the lilacs, or a stray coyote to take care of the rabbits that I’ve seen again. That’s why I’m taking a road trip – to see something different while my iPad does all the work back home.

Looking for a fresh point of view today…

A year later and we are replacing our gutters with the “brutalist” look of black.

We actually had black gutters, not knowing we were in fashionable gutter glory. This time we opted for the drainage devices which are wider in order to accommodate the lovely torrential rain or hail we receive, like that which maimed our old ones and my car.

So far I have witnessed our replacement company doing an awful lot of standing by the truck chatting. The weather is extremely beautiful and perhaps the joy of being outdoors with no wind, some sun, and a fairly straight-forward job are allowing them to relax so substantially? I’m wishing they would proceed a little faster as nap time will beckon in about two hours and they are still “thinking” about the upper floor.

Let’s hope the rain waits a bit for them.

I’m planning on a big shopping adventure soon, spurred on by this amazing voucher!

My ten dollar coupon obviously had a few cents left over so I now have an incredible amount to spend at the local craft store. The upside? They didn’t print and send this in the mail.

Retailers are plying their methods, yet I still haven’t ordered the pink shoes. It’s just nice to know I have $.53 in the bank.

Monday musing.

Dangerous, though usually not very successful. I end up with a cart and coupon, two dollars shy of being able to use the coupon, so I just sigh and move on. It keeps my shoe rack open for more possibilities.

This is when you need a partner in crime so you can actually make that magic number they have carefully built into the “free shipping” and “special coupon.” Good thing my sister isn’t here this week. The “sandal sale” keeps sending me enticing offers which won’t work unless you buy two pair of shoes.

First world problems. I’ve also learned to hold out as long as you can, because sooner or later they will drop the price “just for you,” or send a bigger enticement that might make sense. Now, do I need this bright pink pair of sandals? No. I have hot pink boots that would look silly in summer, yet also serve the purpose of cladding my feet. Do I have room on the shoe rack? Yes. Can I use this coupon successfully? No.

No shoes for you!

The dentist.

Many times when I’m sitting in the dental chair waiting for the Novacaine to do its magic I recall past procedures where the numbing has been ineffective or wears off quickly. Thankfully my guy willingly gives me a double dose. Not surprisingly, mid-procedure yesterday I needed more medication. This wasn’t even an hour-long business. I don’t know what my nerves are thinking and why they so strongly resist this attempt to avoid pain?

It does explain childhood dental “trauma” though. I hated everything about our visits to the doc. Three kids in tow getting teeth cleaned in the nearest “big” town with two dentists. I get why my mom had to drag us all there at once, but it was harrowing waiting for the inevitable torture. I don’t think Dr. Geo liked kids either, but I did throw up a prayer for him yesterday in putting up with kids. I’m guessing I didn’t get fully numb back then? Fillings, teeth pulled to make room for others, wisdom tooth extraction, all bad memories, all brought me to tears and pain. Embarrassingly, I’ve been brought to tears by these memories in my adulthood, too, especially when the numbing has worn off.

Thankfully things have gotten better in that chair. I eschew headphones and nitrous which make me antsy. I’ve been known to request a mirror so that I can see what’s happening, and that has helped in the past with in-depth procedures. I now know to inform the head honcho that numbing is an issue.

Aside from a sore jaw, I’m content today with my temporary crown. Like the rest of me the teeth are getting worn and old, cracked and tired. These days I’m just grateful for the repair shop that keeps me going!

There’s an interesting dynamic at the local high school intersection each morning.

First of all, a crosswalk with flashing lights was installed this school year, a nice touch since kids were just walking out in front of the traffic anyway. Now, lest you think the students actually push that button to announce their intent, you would be seriously misguided in thought. I want to place a sign on the opposing posts which says, “Students, make the taxpayers happy and at least push the button once in awhile.” I have seen it activated twice this year.

However, the crosswalk has prompted drivers to be more courteous at this convergence. Thru traffic now stops to allow left turns and we all seem to take our turn quite amicably, even the younger drivers. So there is a bit of hope blossoming there.

Who knows? Maybe next year’s eager learners will attempt that push of a button? Habits take time to develop.