In First Gear

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Well, it’s good to be back behind the wheel – even if this is the second time I’ve backed out of the driveway since I began this little adventure a year ago.  Let me tell you how clueless I really was when I pulled into the service center – and how clueless I remain now that I’ve left.  Were it not for my son Paul, there would be no new iteration of the Karma Truck, for over the past two days I have managed to mangle two different themes, download another background entirely (which exists somewhere in a zip file that I have not been able to find, unzip or download).  I cannot begin to describe what I did with the darn widget-things, all I know is that at one point, there was no room for text unless I chose to write one word per line.  I have written frantic messages to my technically proficient friends who with their characteristic grace and patience, felt my pain and offered me a couple of paper bags to breathe into (except for David who has been highly amused).

And then I came down with the flu.

And tomorrow, I was going to fly to meet an adored friend of mine in warmer climes.  Not according to the doctor who insists that I am grounded until the 15th.

So far, I’d say that 2013 is starting with a big, fat raspberry.

Far be it for me not to find the humor in this though.  It does seem to be my proclivity to get all the yucky stuff over just as the New Year presents itself – no celebratory gestures here.  I save those for later in the month, when everyone else is still recovering from their revelry.  Perhaps this explains why my exuberance in late January is often viewed derisively.  I have terrific rhythm though I am clearly not in sync.  The upside is that I can provide the enthusiasm when everyone is struggling with the ennui of a season that feels endless, as the dearth of three-day weekends extends to unreasonable lengths.  Never fear – I’ll be perking up around then.

So before I reach for more tea, grab my tissue box and dive head first under the covers, I thought I would show you the new and improved Karma Truck, and assure you that though the body may be spruced up a bit (with massive appreciation to Paul), the interior is exactly the same – it’s still just me.

 

60 thoughts on “In First Gear

  1. I LOVE your new theme! I hate to be a buzz-kill, but your doctor is right. You are grounded until you are no longer contagious. I am so sorry, but think of the recycled air in planes and how many people that you could unwittingly infect, who might go home to babies, or the elderly, or people undergoing chemo. Again, I am sorry, but as a nurse, I have seen too much…from a simple case of the flu. Don’t make me go there, please! I love your blog and your writing! Xoxoxo

    • You’re not a buzz-kill at all!! And my daughter-in-law is a nurse too, so I take my responsibility to the community at large seriously (or pretty seriously). I know there’s a reason why I’m being grounded and I really wouldn’t want anyone else to get sick. I’ve been on more than enough flights with coughing, hacking people ..:-) I’m so glad you like the new theme!! xox

      • Thank you, Mimi, because I *really* didn’t want to tell you my BAD story. It does stink for you, though, and I am sorry!

  2. And, just like you the new Karma Truck is soothing, calming, pleasing to the eye and ready to take to the road with lessons yet to be revealed. In brief – which I can never seem to pull off – its lovely. Zen-like, matter of fact. Since I am personally effected by the doctors orders, while understanding and supportive of them, I am more than a bit happy that the karma truck is back on the road. Doing a modified “happy dance” because as we know “ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby”. It will continue to be the manifestation of our many connections until we are able to sit side by side – no metaphor here – again. And, we will. Lets get you better first. Please tell Paul he has done a beautiful job representing the calm and humor you bring to so many of us when you hit the road. So, I’ll hitch myself to the rear wheel until I can give you that hug in person; the hug that is “for Mimi” only because it transcends years and time and is filled with unconditional love. Feel better soon sweetheart. Love you to the moon and back. All there is. Always.

    • I will be with you in spirit as I always am, and just look forward to the time we see each again. As much as I was looking forward to seeing you Jo, I realize (at 2:15 in the morning, coughing and shuffling) that it would have been one of the more selfish things I have done – to potentially give this to you. So I send you love and hugs and hugs and love to the moon and back..xoxo

      • Hope you werevable to go back to sleep. The sky is crying too. Feel better my friend and while we’ve shared worse than a few sniffles, I am, as always, grateful and blessed that you look out for me. To the moon and back. All there is, Mimi.

      • Fell back to sleep around 6 and am now having more tea…I swear I think I’m beginning to slosh when I walk. You are right – in the history of a lifelong friendship, this is a blip, and one that doesn’t diminish my gratitude and love for you. And yes, I’m always going to look out for you as best I can (even when we’re in different states and I can’t get down to see you)…Love you to the moon and back..m

  3. Beep, beep, vroom! :-). The newly reconditioned Karma Truck is on the road again and looking mighty fine! My kudos to the Chief Engineer and pit crew! :-). VERY sad to hear that you’re traveling at the moment with the Kleenex party pack, but with ANY luck this illness is fleeting and you’ll be rebooking that flight in no time. Loving the new exterior, but SO relieved that the interior remains the same–there’s NOTHING that could be done to improve THAT! Feel better soon, honey….xoxo, l

    • Thank you for holding my hand throughout these past few days…and laughing with me (for the alternative would have been horrible)!! And I know I’ll be cruising in the left lane in no time – as soon as I leave the tissues farther away than touching distance. And i realized that to change the inside would be to try and change me – and haven’t we all had enough times when we have tried to fit our very square pegs into a round hold? xoxox,m

    • 🙂 Thank you..I’m checking in short spurts, but enjoying catching up with others I follow..and yes, the power of chicken soup is a mysterious thing..

  4. As does everyone else, I love the new shell and I’m grateful the heart is the same!
    Mimi dear, you are an oak fire…you burn hot and l-o-n-g! Some are kerosene fires…so impressive but, alas–short lived. (This is one place you are NOT short!) Besides it’s much nicer to curl up with a book in with an oak fire!

    Sorry you are miserable…let me know when you’re ready to party again!

    • Thanks Carrie – and I appreciate any analogy that suggests that I’m long in any area!! I’ll be back on my feet in no time – just the stinkin’ flu – but it will pass. I’m really happy you like the new look!! xoxox

  5. Mims…I love what you’ve done with the place! It’s as comfy, familiar and inspiring as before with a fresh coat of paint…beautiful and refreshing! I hope you are resting now and working on getting back to good health! xoxo

    • Yay!! I’m thrilled that you like it..happy that I can consider this maintenance over and grateful that Paul went under the hood after I connected battery cables to the carburetor, slipped the transmission and only partially inflated the tires – or something like that..xoxo

  6. Sorry to hear that your suffering from a little downtime. This is the season, and I suppose it’ll make the rounds through us all. A good time to choose more passive occupations… reading a book… or reading the blogs of others too, can be very relaxing… not feeling any sense of obligation, though. What’s best, is to look for the things that really make you feel good.

    • Now I’ve got that song in my head!! Which is ok, because it’s delightful and fun!! And thank you – it’s just the flu and is passing slowly but surely..

  7. “…it’s still just me.” That’s like saying “It’s still just the Taj Mahal” or the Hope Diamond is “just a rock.”

    I started to say that the most important thing–you–remains the same, but realized that isn’t quite true. You keep getting better and better.

    Russ
    P.S. I like the changes to your site, too.

    • Oh Russ, I’m going to read your comment to my beloved when he awakes..:-) i’ve never been compared to quite such magnificence before..I hope I keep getting better, I aspire to..and I’m SO happy you like the changes (in part because I will never go through such techno-angst again…:-))

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