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|Posted by lehewitt on June 21, 2015 at 2:20 PM|
It's gonna truly be Christmas in July the year for me! I am so excited. Elizabeth and Donald had attempted to find me a specific lamp called an OttLite that I had wanted for Christmas this past December. They looked high and low to no avail. Finally, in frustration, they settled on a gift card so that I could just buy my own from a store that carries them, at a later date. I have checked about once a month for six months and they have always been out of stock. It shows what good taste I have, everybody wants to be like me! Today, June 21st, Father's Day, I decided to check again. Hot diggity, they finally had them in stock! I placed my order and even added a couple of new bath towels for the thrill of it. Now I can anticipate that UPS man showing up with my new goodies! I am soooo pumped!
Well, at least I was. That is, until I got to thinking that my life has reached a point to where a reading lamp and towels are grounds for excitement. Oh no! I must be... no, I am not even gonna say the word! I am hip. I am happening. I am chic. I am even buff, well sorta, maybe a bit fluffy around the edges, but I am still vibrant and strong and with it! Just because I aall excited about my new purple towels is no reason to doubt myself and my eternal youth. Yep, I have beaten the system when it comes to aging! I am like a twenty year old specimen.
Ah, I feel much better getting that off of my chest! Now I'd better go. I need to trim my ear hair and take my medicines and maybe settle in for an afternoon nap. I may even sit on the porch later and watch cars go by.
|Posted by lehewitt on June 8, 2015 at 9:20 PM|
I often do not understand why people wait to do certain things. This is your time, your life. It is not preseason life, this is the real McCoy and it will be all used up before you know it, if you are not careful. With most things, there is no better time than now to get started, at least that's my opinion. If you are dragging your feet than perhaps it is something you didn't really want to do in the first place.
Now, don't get me wrong. There are exceptions. You should not run out and marry the first pretty girl or guy who looks at you the day after meeting them. You should at least wait a week and run a criminal background check. But, things like quitting smoking, going on a diet, beginning an exercise program, mending fences with a distanced friend or relative, and a million other things do not require a waiting period typically. Get out there and live! get out there and do what you are passionate about. Want to do charity work? Go for it now! Want to learn to skydive? Do it! Whatever it is, do not waste precious life time waiting!
|Posted by lehewitt on June 2, 2015 at 10:55 PM|
I have been running all over creation these past few weeks. I have rarely been home for more than a day or two at a time. This has somehow caused the house to become a disaster area. I think someone must be sneaking in and having parties when I am gone or something.
I am hereby soliciting volunteers to come and clean. Experts in laundry, cat hair, and leftovers are needed. Pay is low, but the company is good. Please come quick!
|Posted by lehewitt on May 12, 2015 at 12:30 AM|
The air is thick with humidity. Everything sticks to my skin. I know that many people enjoy the summertime, but I would trade days like this for a sunny, crisp day in October anytime. The weatherman kept saying that today might be a tornado day here in Indiana, but so far, it doesnt seem to be materializing that way. To me, this is a great thing. If I never experienced another tornado in my life, I would be fine with that.
|Posted by lehewitt on May 8, 2015 at 2:20 PM|
I have been busy. I have had forty-three different projects tugging at me simultaneously. people have been pulling or nudging me to and fro. I have been trying to satisfy everyone but me. It's a temporary condition. It will be better in a few short months. However, there are personal casualties, trials, and difficulties in the meantime.
Currently, it's the yard. I mow 3/4 of an acre and it has some hills to it. My problem is time. I have only been able to do sections at a time. The result? Last night, I finished this week's mowing just to realize that the front yard needs done again! No fair! I need a few days off! Actually, I am seriously considering switching to a Brady Bunch yard! If you are over forty-five or have watched Nick-At-Nite then you know what I am talking about! Surely someone can come up with a better yard than grass. There has to be a better way.
Speaking of the Brady Bunch, just the other day, I had a discussion with my friend about them. I am not certain whether to be happy or sad about the fact that I can describe the entire floor plan, in detail, of their house. There is, however, a problem. What is under the upstairs bedrooms? Something just doesn't add up! The garage was out back. Alice had the little dinky room off the kitchen. I need an Alice! She could fix me snacks and run to the store. Hey, she could even mow the grass until I find another alternative!
|Posted by lehewitt on April 23, 2015 at 12:15 AM|
I just returned home from a trip. It was part work, part play. The problem is, I gained five pounds! I'm FAAAAATTT! I was skinny, skinny, skinny through the first 30+ years of my life. I could eat enything. Now, I am just a blob. I lose a bit, then gain a bit. But now it is time to get serious and get fit again. Actually, I do have a level of fitness about me. I can run a mile and I do play sports and ride bike. I am active. I just like to eat too much. I know what it takes. It takes a mix of exercise and diet, not just one or the other. It takes discipline. But, then there is ice cream, and enchiladas, and corned beef hash, and lemon pie, and .... well, you get the point. There are many healthy foods that I also like. They are just not as easy. I love raw vegetables. But, they need to be cut and cleaned. So much easier to ram your hand into a bag of chips. I love fresh fruits. Yet, I will usually grab cookies instead to satisfy my sweet tooth. I did get very lean and fit a few years ago, but then I let it slip. I have given much lip service to this in recent times, but now is the time to actually act, to get busy, so away I go! Wish me luck!
|Posted by lehewitt on March 14, 2015 at 12:35 AM|
Gotta love this weather. Springtime warm-up is here! It's gonna be 72 on Monday. The only thing is, that one neighbor down the street will ruin the whole experience by going out and mowing his yard. I just know it! Why can't he just wait until Mid-May like any sane person? Perhaps I should just sneak down there this weekend and sabotage his mower. I would be doing it for the greater good of the men in the community who still possess their man card. Personally, I plan to spend such a beautiful weather day in the Mancave with the doors and windows open, music playing, sipping on some sweet tea and lounging in my old Mancave chair. I will call it a planning session. No actual projects will be completed.
|Posted by lehewitt on February 17, 2015 at 9:05 PM|
I have a very hectic rest of my week ahead, so I decided to take a very rare day of rest and relaxation for myself. I don't do this very often, because I don't do it very well. it is difficult for me to just stop. The other thing, which I had forgotten, is that doing nothing makes you physically feel like crap! I feel like I have been beaten to a pulp! I have a low grade headache, my joints hurt, I have no giddyup. It's horrible! The one thing that I do know after being here a few decades is that living is moving. The more you move, the better you live. So, it is 9:15pm and I am calling an end to my do nothing day. It is time to get busy so that I can feel better!
|Posted by lehewitt on February 16, 2015 at 3:55 PM|
It is cold outside. It is the sort of day that is good for staying put. Matter of fact, I think I ought to make some of Dad's tater soup and cornbread. That will fill my belly and warm my soul. Making the soup brings back memories of days gone by and of the good and decent man I had for a father. He and I didn't always agree on everything, and he wasn't afraid to tell me so. But, he always was there for me. He was always a stable, safe place to land. Thanks, Dad
|Posted by lehewitt on February 9, 2015 at 11:45 PM|
A story from a recent rideshare experience...
I found the next house. It was in a middle class neighborhood north of the city. The name of my rider , Anahid, was unique. I wasn’t sure whether to expect a man or woman to be honest. I could see through a blurred storm door window the silhouetted figures hugging and doing the two cheek kisses that you see in certain cultures. Shortly, a middle aged man opened the door and out popped a dark haired woman in her early thirties I would presume. This, I would learn, was Anahid.
As we began our journey, I broke the ice with the typical politeness about the warmer than usual February weather we were enjoying. Anahid said this had been a perfect day for an outing to visit her friends for dinner. She explained that she was born in Armenia when it was still a part of the old Soviet block of countries. Following the breakup of the Soviet Union, war broke out in her home country, so her family moved to Russia and then immigrated to America when she was just ten years old. Even though America has truly been her home, she likes to think of herself as an Armenian woman and tried to preserve Armenian customs. There is not a large Armenian presence in Indiana, so any time she came across others from her birth country, they were treated like extended family. Such was the case on this evening. The house where I had picked her up, was the home of an Armenian family who had befriended her. They had gotten together on this day for a traditional meal.
I asked her to describe to me the “must have” food from her country. She described a ground beef mixture wrapped in grape leaves and said that their foods resembled Greek or Mediterranean cuisine. Understanding, preserving and practicing her culture was an important part of who she is. However, there was much more to this woman than you would suspect at first glance. She went on to tell me that she had worked on Wall Street in the financial industry, but that the Wall Street career lifestyle was not very conducive to a woman who hoped to have a family someday. So, she had changed gears and was now a dentist. I jokingly asked her if she made this move to help people or to inflict pain on others. She offered that many of her friends often commented on what a drastic change in career direction she had taken. She then confessed that the real reason for the change was due to life flexibility. Being a dentist offered her the ability to earn a very good living and still pursue the other things in life that she wanted.
What an inspiration. So many people from much more privileged backgrounds do not achieve half as much as this woman already has in half a life. Born into difficult circumstances, she has found a way to defeat all obstacles that have stood in her way. Most of us, myself included, could learn much from her example.