I’m sitting in the kitchen, shaking my head with disbelief that we’re already well on our way to one-hundred plus degrees with enough humidity to make the air feel like a soupy custard concoction. My brother-in-law is somewhere touring Civil War sites and I keep wondering if he’s actually breathing during these treks, or whether he’s just driving around in air-conditioned comfort (I know he’s engaged in the former – a great guy, if not a little crazy).
Even the trees are beginning to tire – sagging as they typically do toward the end of August, when they’ve had enough of the season and are bowing their heads, laying low until the cooler September days arrive. The birds are limiting their conversations to the pre-dawn and post-sunset hours – and typically they gossip with each other all day (if we think that our lives can mimic a soap opera, I have a feeling that the birds have it all over us). Even the Sirs have had it – when I take them out, they sort of look at me like I’m kidding.
So where’s a person to go to get her happy on? Right here. I’m restricting myself to songs that make me smile, books with happy endings and ice-cold water. I read Simon Marsh’s blog this morning and felt humbled by his grace, grateful for his friendship and transported by his enthusiastic love for life’s unintended beauty. HelpMeRhonda posted some crazy pictures of attack flies that swarmed her truck while she was out with her dad. The gift of being with her dad resonates more with me – though the flies did make me wonder what could happen if Mother Nature gets any more ticked off. David Kanigan continues to set a bar that is so high, I just keep going to the gym to see if I can stretch my muscles far enough so I can at least touch it on tip-toes.
I can kvetch with the best, but I’m choosing to sing. I can slog through this day or I can dance – I’m a better dancer than I am a slogger. And certainly I laugh far more heartily than I snivel. Don’t get me wrong – I’m definitely holed up in the air conditioning while I trip the light fantastic, but today I’m going to trip all over myself within the confines of my house. And if you’re wondering what to do with a spare moment in your day – here’s an idea..it’s time to party somewhere in the world, so you might as well get up and dance.