Great Fall weekend - in AUGUST?

I am sitting here in front of my open window on the world in front of my computer - with a sweatshirt over my pajamas!!! Who would think it would be this chilly in August. It was a beautiful day yesterday and supposed to be the same today, so I will just enjoy it.

On Friday my past and present worlds "converged" with my childhood friend and my co-walking co-worker and I taking the morning walk. Never sure how those meetings are going to work, but this was great. My friends like each other better than they liked me by the end of the morning. They both got to go off into the sunrise while I went to work. Co-worker to a vacation day. Childhood friend to the balance of her trip including picking up her husband at the airport and on to a weekend of parties in New Hampshire. Maybe that is why their "joys" matched so well in the a.m.

Work day for me was interesting since I had made an email "commitment" to get my resume to the neighboring school "on Friday night". So I had thoughts of that in the back of my mind as I went through my day. Not all consuming or distracting, but there. My plan for the evening was to go to the pool for my dip, then work on my submittal and call it an early night. But I ended up, going to my dip, then to a "mini-concert" at the music store down the street THEN came home to work on my submittal. I had shared that "my goal is to get it to you on Friday night" in my early a.m. email on Friday and I just made my goal. I pushed "send" at 11:41 p.m. on Friday. We will see if they find what they read interesting. As always, I have a "magic number" and "magic scenario" that they could offer that would make it interesting to me, so we will see if their interesting meets my interesting. Friday was a full day where my life was right there coming out of every pore of my body on personal and professional levels.

Saturday was a lazy day. No beach, but washing clothes, grocery shopping and lots of reading. I finished the Indonesia section of "Eat, Pray, Love". I was not folding down as many pages, but that may have to do with the fact that it was dealing with the love part of the title...not something that "clicks" for me. The author was talking about her year and a half period of celibacy in her life and how over came to her...I am in the 11th year of that period in my life and came close to heading the Indonesia this a.m. to see if I can find that lady who "prayed" a man into Ms. Gilbert's life...in case you see me missing more than just Saturday on my postings. Now that Sister #1 has a love in her life, I am the only sibling "living the life". Weather is not the only thing that is shaking up life in the Eastern Caribbean.

From the book: When Ms. Taylor went to the healer for a scraped knee from a bike fall. (maybe this is why my back hurts - "my cartilage"...)

"No, it's the cartilage. Very dry. Hormones from sex lubricate the joints. How long since sex for you?" "About a year and a half." "You need a good man. I will find you one for you. I will pray at the temple for a good man for you, because now you are my sister..."

But also from the book:

"I keep remembering one of my Guru's teachings about happiness. She says that people universally tend to think that happiness is a stroke of luck, something that will maybe descend upon you like fine weather if you're fortunate enough. But that's not how happiness works. Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it, you must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to say afloat on top of it." "Diligent Joy" is a term the author used.

No walk or swim yesterday - trying to figure out if rest or exercise will help my back, but now that I know the real culprit...I don't know if Advil will kick it. But between yesterday and this a.m., I have finished the book. I will ruminate over it the next few days.

I am looking forward to Q&A tonight. "Janks Morton, Director, "What Black Men Think." NOTE: What Black Men Think is his first feature length documentary. He was the film’s producer, director, cameraman, lighting, editing, mixing, entrepreneur, graphic artist, actor, inspirational speaker and more."

Reading this, I am reminded that I talked to my son on Friday. He emailed me to give him a call, "my phone is kind of broker"...so I called and the issue was his phone got wet when he was working at one of his Sunday park parties and he can't dial any numbers with a "9" or "5" - so THAT is why he has not been calling. He also cannot text message any message with the letters related to 9 or 5. I am thinking his technical issue may be a bit limiting, but not being able to call his mother is not going to drive him to the fix it shop. Oh well. Sounds like next week is the Grand Canyon trip with father's family including the soon to be 90 year old grandmother.

I am enjoying the pre-season football being on what seems to be every night. I can't remember if I reported that I was 1-5 in my picks for last week. But as my "scorekeeper" says - these games are 2nd string players for the most part. My picks were based on my "analysis" was based on first string...that is way more thought than I put into this year's picks with my "pattern picking" - "right side" team, "left side" team, "alternating side" team. No "science" involved.

Just overheard my TV in the background talking about John Lennon's piano that is on a world tour to tragic places - it is going to be in front of the Dakota in NYC in the future. That will be a NYC trip time for me when that happens. Not that I am a huge Beatle fan, but that feels like something that will "get me".

Right now I feel that I have written enough for this morning. Have a peaceful Sunday.

PS: Very unsettling article in Vanity Fair about one of the Republican candidate's spouse...