MaryAlice Musings and More

So far, two! Not sure it is done, but I remain hopeful. I have just come in from walking the dogs, in a heavy coat, a felt hat, and cotton gloves. True I am not wearing my winter coat, or my lined gloves, or a wool muffler. But I could. My feet are cold, the sun in absent, and my hot tea tastes great. I just finished the cruelest April I can remember in a long time, don't make May be cruel. It is all in how you view it? I am working on a attitude adjustment, some sunshine, and a rise in the temperature.

Have not had such a rocky spring in a long time. I used to say that spring was my worst season - so desperate for warmth, green, buds. Then I leaned into spring in a different way and quit dissing it. My patience is up, I am tired of reading about how this is a "normal" spring. I want the winds and gray and cold to stop. I want the sun to win. I am going off the theater. Arsenic and old lace, is it warm there?

I am waiting for my picture to get to my email, so I can download the beautifully amazing snow that is on the ground, the trees, and shrubs. It is thick melts in your hand, is sticking on the tops of all the utility wires, it is snow. It is snowing, Oh spring, oh spring what are you thinking? Oh sun, oh sun where is your warmth? I have been at Seder's on Day 1 and Day 2 of Passover. I have listened and shared in the telling of the story. I know that this is holy week, and the latest Easter in a very long time. It could be March, it is that cold, and it is snowing. It is snowing beautiful snow.

Still sorting, tossing, throwing, clearing out of what has accumulated in the depths of winter. I remember the eagerness I had during fall for the going within time. Now I am equally ready to spring forth. I love the way this type of cleaning invites and recognizes the spirit of my house, the beauty of a home. Somehow, clearing spaces, clears me out. It was a long winter, and I am just believing that spring is really and oh so welcome.

Sunday outside hit 70 for first time this year! Muggy, windy, sun shining on and off, it felt like a great spring day. Then in the middle of the afternoon a step back into winter and the Super Rink at the National Sports Center in Blaine. This is the first time that I watched Myah play with her new AAA team. They play lots longer 25 minute half's for the game. Then they do bonus play, each team plays 5 minutes shorthanded and then there is a shoot out time. Amazing the skill, talent, determination and speed of these girls. Sasha is on the Minnesota Score, and she is up at 6 a.m. and off to edge training, she loves it. Of course Gramma worries at times about how much should kids be doing, but this seems like a win win for Myah. Her teams plays hard on the ice, and then they have great fun off the ice. The transformation from player to kid is instantaneous. Luke and I sat in the stands, him playing his video game and me clapping and cheering. I kept calling them girls and...

After a long cleaning drought, I am back at it! Pandora Radio Station set to Laura Nyro, as I mop, toss, and scrub I am swept back through the decades and every once in awhile a new artist that I don't yet know. Yeah for internet radio. The clouds are grey and Norah Jones singing sweetly. Clean smells, happy dogs. A sweet, present Saturday, and by the end of the weekend a good dose of spring cleaning and lyrics beating in my heart and soul.

There is so little to say. The Federal Government is not going to shut down tonight! Family Planning Title X funds are not the going to be the wedge. Who knows what will be cut. Pathetic. Who knows what is next. We are going to have a federal budget for the current year, one-half done maybe this week. Then we are onto the big fireworks. Oh my, oh my!