I observed Bernie Sanders as he sat in the car while people gathered to ensure all was ready for his speech. As this little car had no tinted windows, I watched as the former presidential candidate sat, looking to see if he would pull down the visor and check himself out in the mirror. He did not.
I have absolutely no desire to know anything about the Kardashians. Nothing. I do not watch “Keeping up” with them nor have any desire to know who is pregnant, who is dating whom, which character is doing anything.
There is nothing so blissfully wonderful as a stellar whoopie pie. Nothing. A good whoopie pie is pure bliss, pure chocolate and worthy of musing joyfully for days, weeks, months…
Joyful Musings: There are words I no longer hear much: record player, eight track, fellow, slacks, dungarees.
I like the idea of using Funeral Favors as a chance to clear out some of the junk, er, I mean treasures I’ve found over the years.
It’s good to give thanks, to write thanks, to appreciate even small acts of kindness. And I bask in carrying around note cards so I can write notes on the go – don’t have to wait until the “time is perfect” to scribe a few words.
Earlier this week I read the Irish Sports Page, the obituaries, and read of a man who departed this world after a very full life. My favorite part of his obit were the words, “He loved his three children and he loved his three wives.”
JOYFUL MUSINGS: Julia, myself and a British colleague once drove to Austria to go skiing. We imagined ourselves on a talk show entitled, “Not Beyond the Car” and stories were told, secrets shared – and at one point we all sung our own National Anthems as an intro to the program.
The Whittemore Center is filled with couches, dorm fridges, notebooks, books, white boards, staplers, cleaning supplies, book bags and even the bumper to a Jeep. Essentially, it’s filled with the things students simply tossed out last May.
JOYFUL MUSINGS: As I type, I glance to several bags I have propped by the door – one holds a myriad of goods – including Portsmouth’s Music Hall’s magazine, a phone charger, a map of New York City, a package of Bumble Bee Tuna, a whistle, two lipsticks and a microphone.