Thoughts on a Dreary November Day

Now what's he doing here? He's not one of my "girls."

Tap, tap, tap...sounds I heard last night. Sitting in the living room under the skylights, it sounded like sleet. Maybe for just a minute...we had a touch of winter. Just now, while getting our coffee, a flake flew by the window. It is a rather blustery day, as Winnie the Pooh would say. And tut tut it looks like rain. My youngest son loved those stories and anything Winnie the Pooh. Well, on to the post...There isn't much to do when we are staying in the house due to the weather.Nothing to do except think.Some of us might think about cleaning closets, basements and attics, rearranging shelves of canned goods, writing long overdue letters, getting the Christmas decorations started. Often,I think about how lucky I am to have a house that is warm, enough food, a cozy bathrobe and lots of cooking shows to watch on television.
While counting my blessings, I think of the pleasure of the TV that we have. A big entertainment center with a hundred or so things to watch. I snuggle in a comfortable chair in a warm house and watch Martha do Thanksgiving, and Rachel Ray and my girl Paula. I always get inspired to cook, when I watch these "girls." We do have more variety in our meals and I make more trips to the grocery...since the shows came on the air. Then I become inspired: I'll cook a roast tonight. The aroma of a roasting beef can always dispel gloom. And I savor that yummy roast with veggies cooked around. I'm so lucky I think, as I drool. Paula just put a pound of butter in that bowl. Oh Lord! Let's change the subject.

With television news on such dreary days, we see more and learn more about Iraq, the deaths, the disgrace, the unending violence.I feel sad. It's too painful. The remote allows me to move from sad and uncomfortable to bliss ... just press a button and there's a show with Julia the French Chef. Facing the real world and its tragedies often makes me want to lock the door and throw away the key, abandon the outside for the inside, where we are safe. These are the thoughts I've had as the wind blows and life goes on. What have you been thinking today? What are you thankful for?

Balisha