Out On The Pike Wednesday, November 26, 2014. Our oldest sons birthday would have been today. Ethan Joel Dixon, known as E.J., passed two years ago. Parents should never have to bury their children. It is a hard thing to do and it never leaves you. Beep, Beep, BEEP, BEEP, was blasting from the front room. Cookie wakes me up to tell me the cats have set the alarm off and that she would like to go out please. It was 05:10 exactly. I know thats late for some of you but its early to me these days. I told Cookie that the cats did not set it off, they learned how to set the alarm so they no longer have to set it off every morning. Thats too much like work to them. Cookie and I went out. I stepped of the porch after making sure I wasnt locking myself out of the house. It was 28f/-2c with no wind. It is heavily overcast this morning. The interstate is busy and the pike the has had a moderate bit as well. We took our leave of winter and headed back into the house where it is warm, but not quiet cozy. We both headed back to bed. 06:00, exactly. Im awakened by two cats tromping up and down my body. Two are standing on the head of the bed staring down at me like agents of the ancient cat god Bast. I wonder what I may have done to aggravate her to deserve this. Another two lay on the foot of the bed trapping my feet underneath the bedding. They drag me through the house to the utility room where they issue stern warnings and demands for breakfast. The warnings are filled with outright threats to my health and how would I like to meet up with seventy razor sharp, switchblade like, claws? They were fed. Gawain got some smarts finally, he has been staying inside. I woke up fully, took the handful of “better living through modern chemistry” and made a cup of coffee. From my past days of working as an RN I remember days of getting up as early as 03:30 to go to work or getting home at 07:00 in the morning to go to bed. Believe it or not; I miss those days. More specifically; I miss working. My body wont allow it anymore. Neither will my attitude towards many people. See, I cant tolerate stupidity even if stupid is as stupid does. I can see myself as a greeter at Wal Mart; “Hey moron, get a cart. Youre with your wife and daughter. It will be full before you leave! What, you only came to get a couple of things? Bwwaaahaaha; get a cart idiot!” Me to the manager; “What do you mean Im fired? For what? Telling the truth?” But seriously, I miss my days as a hospital corpsman in the Navy and my days as a nurse. Ive been lucky enough to have experienced a large number of occupations during my lifetime. I dont regret any of them though I do regret some of the experiences caused by them. Today is Thanksgiving preparation day. Its also a mild shopping day. Of course we have the routine to take care of; Chickens and wild birds to feed, the house to clean, and whatever comes along as the day goes on. Its a mild pain day. I may be uncomfortable but the work gets done anyway, you know how that is, dont you? Yesterday we talked, read, went out for I cant remember what, watched TV and played games. I even managed to take a brief nap with cats. We talked on the phone with our son Paul. Later we talked with our oldest son, Quentin, his wife Rebekah, and our youngest grand daughter Taylor Ann. Family gatherings are what I miss about the holidays. Weve all gone our separate ways. Its always good to have holiday reunions, good food, and good times. Well here it is; time to get that all important, I dont want to kill anyone, second cup of coffee for the day. Oh yeah, and head of to tune town o find something to listen to this morning. May you have a day made beautiful by your presence! Peace and love. What if the world was covered with it? namaste
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 12:18:09 +0000
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