Thursday, May 26, 2005

Love to the givers

I love it when people are cool. It's late, so forgive me a bit of blabber, but here's a prime example of goodness that happened tonight. Three older ladies (one was 96.) Her daughter kept repeating that over and over...also saying "she'll live to be 100!!" often. The two younger ones (67 or older) walked with canes and walkers (one walking aid per lady, of course). ANYWAY. The driver lost her keys and asked for a hanger so she could go break into her own car. I was distraught. Picturing this lady with a walker in one hand and a hanger in the other trying to bust open her car door, I wasn't sure how to help. I kept offering to call a service, but the ladies wouldn't have it. Then, *vocal flourish, please*, a man in another table offered to go open the car door for the ladies. He set off their alarm doing it, but he got it open. The driver lady ended up finding her keys in the booth seat. Wow.

THE POINT: Sometimes, it seems like the world is full of takers. In the world of servers, the takers are the people who:
1.)Steal pitchers of lemonade they did not fill.
2.)Require the vocal talents of others when singing is in order, but will not sing for others.
3.) Are always "busy" when the team needs help.


It's refreshing to see an instance of total giving like our hero in the booths--- the man with the hanger.

Must sleep.
More than 12-hours at the restaurant.
Again tomorrow.
oy vey.
Love.
Aubs

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Things I don't get

I don't get why time travel is possible. I keep trying, but I don't understand.

I don't get why fathers don't always tell their sons they love them and let the kids know they're good at being boys and men. I will never understand.

I don't get how some people make divinity. I can't get the moisture level right, or something.

I don't get why the Lord doesn't heal our bodies --- now and forever.

I don't get why people order marinara on potatoes or never try wine.

I don't get people who don't like music.

There are so many things I don't understand.
Now, to bed.

Aubrey

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Cappy and the River & the good life

I'm browsing through this book, copyright 1960, thinking how simple life has the potential to be. According to the jacket summary, the book is about Cappy (the dog) and Ken's (the boy)adventures on a riverboat cruise. Ken has no piano lessons, classes, community service, or life-enrichment exercises ... he has his dog, the river, and a boat... and those are his lessons, classes, community, and life-enrichment. I wonder how much more USers can cram into a day before the days explode in their constipation.

On the other hand, I've seen life with just the fields, the buffalo, and the fish. People tend (almost??maybe??) to get caught up and numbed by their routines just as frequently as we do in the fast lane USA.

I guess finding "the good life" has less to do with lifestyle as it does with the person who's living---The man running the hustle in the bustle who aches to know the deeper meaning in life will look ... and find. The farmer in the upper reaches of "nowhere" who longs to understand why the seasons change will ask ... and He will answer.

ponderings...wanderings...ramblings...offtowork...love

Aubrey

Thursday, May 5, 2005

Seis de stinkin' Mayo

Rantalicious, it will be ...

1. There is not a right or wrong way to serve a cuppa joe.
2. There is not a right or wrong way to dance.
3. There is not a right or a wrong way to type.
4. There is not a right or a wrong way to introduce yourself, apply lipstick, ask for help, offer a toast, cook tapioca, fold towels, make brownies, jog, love, or SING!

Instead of a fiesta, I'm finding the two sides of myself at war.

ATTACK: Why can't we all relax a little and let people live(!*&*&*). It adds so much flavor to the rush of days that people have different ways of living. If Cleatus Snickenbalm drives 5 mph under the legal limit, more power to him! Encore, Cleatus! All of these micro-regulations that I (and my ancestors before me) have placed on ourselves only serve to encourage severe indigestion and eventually, total loss of the stomach.

COUNTER-ATTACK: Yes, the law is in place for our protection. Yes, there are procedures that help us accomplish tasks more smoothly.

THE EVER-LOVING 'But': Yeah...but whoever said the ultimate goal should be a life completely devoid of bumps.

Wheh. I'm done. Thanks for reading, Mom.
Tune in again next time for another fine reading moment with Aubrey.