I also remember Mr. Rogers' testimony before congress when the funding of PBS was in doubt. Eloquent, urgent, and compassionate. So, I celebrate that his values are being held before the public spotlight once again, and that people are reminded of the importance of treating one another with good will and dignity. I don't think I'll see the movie, however, as the few clips I've seen of Tom Hanks (playing him brilliantly) just brings back all that slow sweet sugary goodness that rubs me the wrong way.
What's the matter with me?!
This week was eventful in that we had a major snow storm that dumped two feet in two days. The most snow my kids have seen since moving here two years ago. Oh, and I suffered two slips on the ice. I went down hard each time, two days in a row, and now I am admittedly sore all over, from ankle to shoulders. Turning over in bed last night I noticed that even my torso hurt. Thanks to the recommendation by friends, I have ordered some modern urban crampons to strap to my shoes. They haven't come yet, and so, this morning I did not take out the recycling because when I looked at the driveway I saw too many ice patches, despite having salt sprinkled there last night. My poor old body just can't take another fall. My neighbor Ann said the lady across the street fell in her driveway two years ago and broke her hip. No thanks.
I put the tree up earlier than I usually do, mostly because we were snowed in and I needed an activity.
The second day of the snow my grand kids and daughter came over to cuddle by the fire and watch Disney movies. So, two good consequences of the snow.
The plows came through mid-afternoon, after my daughter's car got stuck in my driveway. She shoveled it out so she could pull all the way in, and then decided to shovel the rest (bless her heart). I did a bit of shoveling earlier, to clear the driveway before her arrival, and I was a miserable failure. I took tips from internet on how to shovel -- take a top layer off first, in a big snow, and work your way down. Much easier on the back. But still not easy. I may invest in an electric snow shovel, which works well if you don't let the snow pile up too much. So you shovel a couple of times instead of once, but it is supposed to be worlds easier and keeps the driveway clear so you can get out if you need to. So much to learn, including keeping a well stocked pantry and not letting the supply of necessities run low at any point during the winter.
It's a learning curve, and I'm learning.
Thanksgiving was a lovely interlude in the week. My kids hosted, and their only guests were me and my daughter's father, my first ex-husband. We all had a great time. Kevin brought a delicious treat: pecan stuffed dates wrapped in bacon. Wow. A party in my mouth. He's always been a good cook.
After dinner we watched ET, which I haven't seen since it was released in the early 1980s. I had forgotten so much of it. It was more tragic than I remembered, but it all came out right in the end.
I experienced a wee bit of sadness at this, my first holiday post break-up, but I observed it, had my feelings about it, and moved on. I'm experiencing resilience.
Now if my aching body could bounce back so quickly, I'd be in excellent shape!
"The tragic consequences of life can be overcome by the magical strength that resides
in the human heart." from the novel Bless Me Ultima.