Relief is spelled R-A-I-N (My Neighborhood, Part 6)

North Texas is scorched; the last substantial rain we had in the Dallas/Ft Worth metroplex was Tuesday, May 24.

It was a fun day for my boyfriend and me.  The Texas Rangers hosted the Chicago White Sox, and we accepted an invite to watch from a suite at the Ballpark in Arlington.

Strange strains of luck seem to follow Ken and me any time we travel or plan outings, that evening being no exception; the heavens opened for the last time this summer and chased us out of the Ballpark. We left, thankfully, when the game was suspended… a three hour delay to see the Rangers lose at 1:30am is not one of my favorite things. Continue reading

My Neighborhood (Part 5)

My sweet sis sent me a challenge this morning, one I grabbed at immediately; we will be encouraging each other to become healthier.

A little more exercise (hopefully a lot over time), a little less food yet more wholesome (but I will not give up my beer and wine), more quality sleep and, best of all, more time with Kathy.  I know it will mostly be on-line time, but better that than the stretches of silence we so often endure.  Why do we do that to ourselves?

I was too excited to wait a moment and sent Kathy an invite to become buddies on our fitbit accounts.

(Oh my, all her misguided lofty opinions of her older sister are soon to be shattered as if dashed on the rocks of the Lewisville dam during a first-of-winter Blue Norther’… but I bet she still loves me even after reading my sordid journal entries.)

Even though she hadn’t had a chance to respond to my buddy-invite, I felt the need to rise to the occasion immediately, especially after a long, fattening, nose-in-my-computer winter.

Night before last, Mother Nature gifted us with a hard two-inch rain and then last night a late spring coldfront spread over us laying a light frost on the grass.

The sun this morning appeared brighter than normal in scrubbed-clean air when I struck out in my Vibram FiveFingers.

As always, it took only a few minutes, and all my cares and woes no longer existed.

High!

I was high on the familiar sights of my neighborhood –

the modest, simple, safe and clean world I live in.

I said hello to an old friend.

I wouldn’t be surprised if I have a new friend to wave at soon –

a wobbly, miniature friend.

The rest of my day unfolded fresher, crisper.

My mind, always a-whirl perked  up,

happy and energetic,

eager to soak up new ideas.

Arriving back home after my renewal, I was captivated with the brilliance of the Japanese Red Maple glowing bold crimson and the Variegated Vinca just starting it’s early summer showcase of periwinkle.

Hey, my loving Sis, there’s no one I’d rather do this with!

– debi