I made this meme this morning. It’s my kind of humor. I shared this picture on Facebook with the people at Catholic Memes. Given that the photo now has 3,300 likes, it looks like maybe a few people share my sense of humor. It’s a good feeling to think that I made 3,000 people smile today. “Holy Happiness, Batman!”
I wish you could smell this.
This flower smells so GOOD!
It’s one of several flowers that have bloomed on my jasmine plant over the last few days. I walked into the kitchen and thought, What is that awesome smell? The whole room smelled good! (This may also have been due to the fact that I finally took the garbage out earlier that day.)
Long, long ago, in one of those lifetime-ago periods of my life, back in the last century, actually, a girl that I was seeing gave me a similar plant. I was newly divorced. This girl thought she would liven up my home by filling it with plants. Rubber plants. Aloes. Philodendron. A lot of the typical houseplants. And there was a jasmine plant, which was very popular in the country where she grew up, but called by a different name there. There was much ado about that plant. It was meant to be the queen among all the lesser plants that then occupied my home. I was fine with that because it smelled fantastic! It had a scent that lifted one’s spirits. Beautiful.
An interesting thing about the jasmine flower: it lasts for not more than 24 hours once it blooms. Its fragrance is kept completely secret as the blossom matures. Then when it opens it spreads forth such a scent. It is a gloriously white flower with a soft texture. It is pretty to both the eyes and the nose. But the day after it blooms, its color begins to turn a pale pink. It withers. Falls to the ground. There is no longer any fragrance. It is sheer delight, then gone.
One day, the girl got mad at me. She took back the jasmine plant. She clutched it in her arms and said, “I don’t trust you with this plant. You would probably kill it.” She left. Eventually she faded. I don’t remember her scent.
One day, another day, I came home to find the rest of the houseplants gnawed down to stumps in their pots. Dirt was everywhere. This caused me some consternation as no one had been in the house all day. Later, I discovered what annihilated my plants: A RAT!
There’s really no analogy in the rat part of this story like there is in the jasmine part. Other than that maybe it was a sign that I was living in a real shithole and needed to move. Which I did. Quickly.
Then, one day, another day, a couple of years down the road, I found a plant with pretty white flowers in a garden store. “Jasmine? I once knew you by another name.”
I bought the plant. No one can take it back. That makes it all the more enjoyable.
I wish you could smell it.
Finally! New shoes that feel right! It’s been way too long. Too many miles. Too many days. Too many seasons. All on the same pair of shoes. During all this time, I bought shoes twice. Both times they just weren’t right. Each time I gave up and went back to my old trusty Saucony shoes. I would have loved to buy the same exact pair, but Saucony doesn’t make them anymore. Their new models just don’t do it for me. I have problems finding proper fitting shoes because my feet are narrow. Long (size 13) and narrow, like pontoon boats. This time I found a nice pair of Nikes that are going to do the trick. I just had to pull my wallet out and “do it.” I took them for a run this afternoon and it was like running on “air.”
It was nice to feel hot and sweaty while running. It wasn’t that long ago that we were all still bundling up and running in 20 degree weather. Today my face was red from heat instead of winter wind.
But I am still struggling with a sciatic problem. At the beginning of March, my doctor said no running and put me on anti-inflamatories. I didn’t run for a month. In the meantime I did some research on running with sciatica. One of the causes is sometimes worn out shoes. Oops! Although, I think there’s more to it than that for me. Like bowling in mid-December. Shouldn’t have done that! I found mixed opinion as to whether is wise to run with sciatic pain or not. Definitely, the advice in favor of running is to take it slow and easy, alternating between running and walking. So, I started running again a few weeks ago, just a few times. I didn’t want to push my luck because of my worn out shoes. Today I resolved that. So, my routine has been to alternate running/walking for 90/60 seconds for 4 miles. That has been working out well. My plan is to continue that for the next few week and then, hopefully, start amping it up to get back into a more normal groove.
Next, I need to sign up for a race or too.
Remember that really cold, really snowy winter we just had?
This is all that is left. I don’t think this little hunk of snow is going to make it through the day. It’s sunny and 60 degrees here in my part of New Jersey. This is the day that will put winter to bed.
Break out the beach chairs, people!