Sunday, Sept. 18, 2005
Survival takes many shapes and can apply to numerous definitions. Most days when I talk about survival, it's sort of tongue-in-cheek. There were folks caught by Hurricane Katrina for whom survival was literal. Failure meant the end of their lives. My remarks and toss-outs don't reflect on the real struggles like that, at least not today.
Survival is kind of a funny word, when you think about it. By definition it indicates continuing to live. And in that context, I am surviving. Not always happily, but I'm surviving.
Again, nothing spectacular happened. Maybe that in itself was spectacular, all things considered. My friend M took the road trip with me yesterday, along with her hubby, her daughter, and her 3-year-old granddaughter. The motorcycle was foregone and we all drove to Globe in my truck. Nobody argued and the tiniest member was frankly a doll. No fussing and squirming either in the truck or once we were there, in either direction on the 1-1/2 hour trip. Short Stuff more or less adopted me, insisting she hold my hand through most of our meanderings. You can't say no to a little charmer under those circumstances, or at least I can't.
Unfortunately when we got to the rock shop (which was originally the reason for our drive) it was closed. Murphy's law works weekends, apparently.
However, since I knew the region and it was an exceptionally beautiful day, I drove us on a short tour of some parts of town you never see from the highway - places only someone who has lived there for a while will really know. I also took everyone to Besh ba Gowah, ruins left by prehistoric Native Americans long before the Spanish missionaries toured the region.
The city of Globe has gradually worked to restore and enhance the location, reconstructing some of the rooms in their entirety and leaving others more or less as found. Visitors pay a whopping $3 apiece (Short Stuff free) to both tour the climate-controlled museum and the outdoor ruins themselves. I have pictures but not feeling my best today - they will probably be posted sometime tomorrow.
From there we headed out for lunch, stuffed ourselves with the best Mexican food around. That's one thing I can tell you about Globe and vicinity. The Mexican food is unparalleled. Guayo's El Rey in Miami, Arizona is outstanding and my favorite. That's where we scarfed down homemade chips and salsa and enchiladas and burritos made with chunks of beef, shredded chicken, and homemade goodies like guacamole, refried beans, and such.
Afterward we traipsed up and down the street there in Miami, where they were holding the Fiesta de Libertad (Mexican Independence/Freedom festival - Mexico has TWO Independence days and this weekend was one of them.)
There were only a handful of booths, a Mariachi band, and a few things for the kids - but a couple of blocks further down the road all of the antique shops were open and M and I walked to those. We found a few things that were interesting. M bought a hurricane lamp and an old scrapbook/photo album with a hand-painted wooden cover. I stuck to textiles. I bought three antique handkerchiefs and an über-soft rayon throw that, while not antique, I still love. I spent less than $12, so don't feel too guilty.
We were talking about staying for the chihuahua races but by that point we were all getting tired, Short Stuff was clearly too tired to keep going, and we still had an hour-and-a-half's drive to get back home. All three of the other females fell asleep en route. Not sure about M's hubby but I think he was awake, just enjoying being chaffeured for a change.
Once we got back and M's bunch went their merry way, I had a handful of errands to run. I hit the thrift store to grab a couple of paperbacks and also while there found a nice soft rayon shirt and trousers (I live in rayon whenever possible, though I wish it didn't wrinkle so badly. See aforementioned reference to purchase of rayon throw for reinforcement.) I paid a whopping $1 apiece for them. I figured the paperback romances would offer some mindless diversion. Stupid move. I read one then ended up depressed for the rest of the night. That'll teach me!
At this juncture I would like to offer some wonderful bon mot or tidbit of profound wisdom. The reality is I am fighting off the first stages of a cold and my body is screaming for me to go lie down while I can. The downside to functioning with a personal issue - trying to hold up under the ensuing stress invariably depletes my immunity and knocks me on my butt with whatever bug is going around.
Quick finish to things - this meme lifted from chaosdaily:
How You Are In Love
You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.|
You give and take equally in relationships.
You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.
You're secretly hoping your partner will change for you.
You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.
I'd say that is pretty accurate, for the most part. Not sure it's relevant at this point. I am just too lazy to paste over any more of the quizzes I took and figured this one's good as any.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )