I may come visit you next week!
During my scheduled hour of creative thinking/where to go from here time, my thoughts gravitated to other blogs written by women, many my age. I chose Midlifebloggers as a jump-off place, for this reason. True to statistics I have read, almost half of the blogs are inactive. Seems the attraction of writing blogs does not sustain the test of time. More about this on a later post.
Stony River caught my eye. Perched atop the twitter box sat an adorable black crow. You see, I collect primitive crows: cloth ones, wooden ones, crows made of tin. One year my Christmas tree was decorated with a swarm of crows! Moving past the incredible header this blog is filled with trails and roads of adventure.
As I commented on Stony River a washing machine is but an occupant in our home. We do not think about nor pay much attention to UNTIL it decides to leave. Then we believe our focused pampering will make a difference? I tell myself I will nurture and spoil my next Maytag, but I must confess, I do not do it. I find myself jamming towels in my washing machine without giving my machine a thought.
Thank you Susan for this on point post reminding me to be more appreciative of things that make my life easier. Without my washing machine, I would be down at the laundromat or God forbid, washing things in an iron pan in the yard.
With you, reader, as my witness, I promise to acknowledge the importance of this machine in my life regularly.Stony River is packed full of fun- go on over there.
The other blog to catch my eye was The Raisin Chronicles. I do hope my face does not look like a raisin- I am using this as a subtle, yet effective reminder to use moisturzer and sunscreen in the morning and heavy duty moisturizer at night. Just sayin’
Referencing her childhood years in the 60′s, Jeanne engages the reader in her present predicament: her role as receiver of all homegrown vegetables. As if they believed she fed a family of eight vegetarians, friends and family do not let the sun set without dropping off a bushel of vegetables. She, as I, grew up in the era of the clean plate club, as well as the people are starving in China routine . These mantras were ingrained in our subconscious. I identified and laughed with her as she languished over making zucchini bread with the most recent batch of vegetables. The icing on the cake was her admission via the Raisin Chronicles that she hated to cook. We are sisters. I love this post. Give yourself a gift today; scoot over to The Raisin Chronicles.
So why did I title this post Read other blogs, stay in the game? Sometimes we get so wrapped up in what is going on close to us we miss the obvious. By reading other blogs, we reconnect with the world, if only for a couple of hours. Then, yes we can retreat to our personal tales of woe, e.g. hot flashes, sopping sheets and menopause.
If this is your first time at savor the ride, keep reading, you can’t miss my previous post, Where have all the stewardesses gone and for gosh’s sake, please subscribe. I write 2-3 times a week- the complete post comes to your email- no clicking to Nebraska before reading. You can unsubscribe at any time. The pictures even show up. Did I mention this is free? Don’t forget Stony River & and The Raisin Chronicles.
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