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Age – is it just a number?
I just came home from dinner at my “Ladies Club”. We – ten wonderful women, meet 3-4 times a year for an evening of dinner and drinks, laughing and singing. I am 15 years older than the rest. We met at college, where most of us studied education and are now teachers.
Its fun to hear them talking about their wrinkles, their kids and their husbands – Hearing this, I am feeling younger than them. Cause 15 years ago, when I was their age, and had new wrinkles, man and kids – I didn’t talk about that… because they were only 22 and that wasn’t a fun topic for them. I giggle a little at that.
Now I see that age is NOT just a number for most people. At 22 you party and study (most people) at 38 you focus on kids and homes and new wrinkles. But I am still one ahead – never having talked about wrinkles or my own kids – and now my wrinkles are deeper, but not as scary as the FIRST wrinkles… my kids are both away at college, and I am living a free single life with dog, cat, great job and all the time is my own. So at 55 I am meditating, playing and writing my own music, hey – writing a blog – doing volunteer work for the neighborhood… Or spending the whole weekend watching sit coms….
Age, it IS actually just a number for some people… for others, its a guideline for how to live their lives. Interesting.
Peace!
Dogs and owners
When walking my dog, Sweetie, this morning, I noticed this beautiful, yellow, flat-coated, male retriever taking a poop along the bicycle path where people walk their dogs. In our neighborhood it is good manners (and actually the rules) to pick up your dog’s poop on this path.
Of course, the owner, a young woman, speaking on the phone while her dog was doing his thing, didn’t do HER thing, and pick up after him…. This of course irked me, cause It’s not the poop (it was nicely laid in the grass next to the path) but the lack of responsibility. When living thousands of people and dogs, in the same housing area, dog fights and scirmishes happen. And you have to “read” the dogs and their owners when you meet them… I “read” this dog, as having an irresponsible owner, which made me afraid that maybe this beautiful dog could be aggressive? Or crazy or sick.
In the country where I live, a law has been passed stating that many breeds of dogs have to wear a muzzle to prevent them from biting. When I see a dog with a muzzle, it really looks scary. And even if the owner and the dog look really sweet and nice, I never go over to them, cause of this ugly muzzle, making the dog look like a mass murderer – and the poor animal, just cause of his breed, never gets contact with other non-muzzled dogs.
Again its the owner’s lack of responsibility – and not the dog – that gives the dog the bad reputation and resulted in this gross law. Too bad. It saddens me cause dogs are playful, happy, and trusting and it hurts when their owners don’t really care about them.
Lets not even get into child-rearing!!
Have a great weekend. I will be trying to cut my lawn, where the grass is about 30 cm hight now.
A Brand New Sunday
Aaah. Autumn. A brand new Sunday promising a great new week. I heard from my wayward son, who causes me so many thoughts and worries. Does make me appeciate the complexities of being female….
But thats not this day’s topic. Today I want to thank the SUN (not son) for shining through a cloud-ridden sky and making this first Sunday in September beautiful and promising an Indian Summer.
My neighboor just came by and invited me and my dog Sweetie, over for toast and coffee. I should still have time for weeding the garden and washing the last week’s dishes. Getting my chores over with makes me feel ready for a new week. During the week I just do whatever I feel like. Go to work and the rest is play…. I can choose to do whatever I want, be with whomever I choose… (hmmm sounds a bit like a song text)
I am gonna put on my new bumper-sticker, brought home from Haight-Ashbury, S.F. It’s really hippie – and will show my affiliation with this breed of people. A great pic of John Lennon and the words “Give Peace a Chance” in bright green!! haha – probably the only car in Denmark with this sticker!!
Have a Great Day!
Motherhood and burned fish cakes
Discussions and worries fill my mind. Not even my own worries. They are on my son’s part… What a waste of time, still I obsess about his lack of organisation, of communication and his “happy go lucky” attitude to serious challanges. Standing outside my mind, I can see that my “motherhood-role” is manipulating my “grown-up woman-with- independent-thoughts-role”….. and I ended up burning the fish cakes I was frying, and looking forward to enjoying for dinner.
Hello world!
Welcome to Werkwords. I am looking forward to sharing thoughts, observations and, well, whatever I feel like sharing – with you. I like commenting on whats going on – and would like to interact.
I love life, even though it throws all kinds of challenges my way. Maybe thats even why I love it so. Upon answering challenges, I have met many great experiences, people and places that I realize today, has helped me grow and evolve…
A favorite saying is: Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.
We are, with our meetings, conversations and discussions, creating a brand new, international consciousness and culture and realizing this, I am intriged and excited about being a part of it all.
Best wishes!
