Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Listening to Termites Munching Down

Just listen to the termites munching down - I don't remember where I heard that phrase but it strikes a cord in me and I like to say it a lot lately. Its funny to use it describing what condition your house of dreams may be in at a moment when you feel you aren't making enough time in your own life to fulfill those far out wistful goals. The pursuit of a goal that could have its own television reality show.
One thing is definite my reality show would not be filled with friends trying to set me up with Pro-Athletes. Maybe one or two smooth skinned muscle men would possible make an appearance but only to show the type of man that I am not attracted to. Men with big brains is what I would feature as todays hottest catch. Watch and learn ladies how to find someone that has enough intellect and common sense to ensure your boat stays afloat in the sea of life! I'm sure that would be a big hit.
Termites munching down is the white noise I hear in the back of my thoughts while I take another lap around the track or don't click buy or enter my card number when I see something Id really like to buy online. In yoga class we sometimes use a word or phrase over and over again in our heads to help us relax or meditate. Here's a good one I chant over and over again "I love to sweat and save money".  Oh I will have an apple with my Panera sandwich and soup combo when the chips or the bread would have really been soo good.
Termites Munching down on my daily approach to an adult life that is going to take me where I want to go. I know the balance and everything in moderation is key and that is just what I will hear going on in my brain until the girls get together again.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A man and a bug

The most new and exciting thing to happen in my life so far is picking up a couple of shifts at my friends Moms liquor store.
This liquor store just happens to be on Main street, in a very interesting little town called Pickens, SC. I love it because it brings me into contact with people that ordinarily I would not be so lucky to share personal space with.
My favorite customer that I have met so far is the King of his trailer park that he owns and raises the finest crop of okra for miles around. His okra plants even had a story published about them by the local newspaper! Seriously his plants were so tall that he had to climb up a foot stool just to reach some of the tender okra blooms. So needless to say he is quite a mid fifty something year old country boy catch round here.
The first day I met him he walked right in and just stood back staring at my blooms and remarked several times how beautiful I was. The first meeting also included him giving me his number so in case I ever needed anything at all.
One trip to the store was not enough for this man on this first day of meeting and I suppose he feared he had not made a big enough impression on the first go round. Upon the mans second entrance into the store he wasted no time and walked right up to the counter and begin to tell me about how he loved going out to dinner and would take me anywhere I could possibly want to go.
This was about the time when I noticed a bug crawling up his shirt towards his big fluffy silver beard. Of course I tell him he has a bug crawling on him so he takes one hand up and searches it out.
As quickly as he finds what appeared to be a pretty big size brown German cockroach he smashes it with his pudgy fingers and inserts into his shirt pocket like it was just another everyday occurrence. Now if that isn't a man who can take care of the situation I don't reckon I know one! Unfortunately the older I get my gag reflex isn't what it used to be so there no doubt in my mind I would get sick everywhere if I had to spend more than five minutes with this true Pickens County character!
In the future, if I ever find myself needing a country boy who can survive I got his number somewhere - I think....