Category Archives: seasonal depression

Saturday Slap Happies

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Due to Cabin Fever, children who have been only in

school short periods of time since Christmas have been

going a little ‘slap happy’ around here! I have three

elementary school and two preschool grandchildren that

alternate from school, baby sitter’s homes and their own.

When “Nana,” as I am called, walks in the door, they think

there is a new person to ‘play with’ and it is true!

As I have been leaving my son and daughter in law’s home

and my oldest daughter and male partner’s home I think:

“I need to write those precious words down!”

Maybe these won’t ‘tickle your fancy,’ but they sure had me

chuckling and scratching my head in sure pleasure and amazement!

The kids and grandkids of the world are kind of smart!

In fact, I fluctuated from the title attached to this

piece of writing to this one:

“Precious and Precocious”

Which one do you like better, once you read the material

I am serving up on this fine Saturday morning?

1. “When are we coming over to feed the ducks, Nana? I think

I figured out where they are hiding from us!”

2. “Nana, however did you know that?”

I replied, “Why, I pay attention to details.”

“What are dentals?”

3. When I was telling my son, James and his wife, Trista

something, I used a gesture with my coffee cup and it

splashed some coffee across the table.

My (step)grandson, Landen, said, “See, even Nana spills

her drinks!” (He was the “B & E” 8 year old and frequent

‘getting on red space’ student in school. Must have been

relieved to have someone else goofing up a bit!)

4. “You cannot GO crazy, Nana! You either ARE or you’re

NOT!”

5. To wear the kids out I tend to play active games in

either their bedrooms or the play room, (some are simple

like “Ring Around the Rosie” or “Motor boat, Motor boat”

and others are those silly songs with actions, like “Do

Your Arms Hang Low” or “The Hokey Pokey.” So, thinking,

with a little ‘pat on my back,’ that I may have worn off

a few calories of the delicious meal they had fed me,

along with wearing the children physically out a little

bit, I got my coat on. As I was leaving, it made me laugh,

the littlest one shouted from her bedroom where she was

getting her p.j’s on, “Hey Nana! Next time, can you bring

some cookies or donuts with you?” (Sure… get some sugar

in you… that would really make your parents happy!)

6. This mature question came out of one of the older ones’

mouths: “Do you think that everyone should know their birth

mother?”

7. When I picked up one of the little boys, I said,

“Oopsy Daisy!” and he replied, “Don’t you mean, “Oopsa-

daisies?” Hmmm… Not sure about that one!

Then, “out of the mouths of (confident) ‘babe'” he

said, “You got that a little backwards, Nana!”

I just smiled. Didn’t really know the ‘correct way’ to say

that either. I looked it up, as the computer is our god of

all words and verbal ‘faux pas’!’ It is supposed to be:

“Oopsie daisy!”

8. Once I had come straight for work, in the midst of

several sub-zero days, found the library closed, heard

a voicemail that said, There is a hot meal waiting to be

eaten and please join us.” When I arrived, I grabbed a

bright red “Put In Bay” (island on Lake Erie) sweatshirt

to put over my short sleeved purple t-shirt. Once inside,

my little ‘fashion goddess,’ Marley (age 5, preschooler)

put her hands on her hips and quipped,

“Do you really think that goes together, Nana?” (!)

9. When I was at my oldest daughter’s home to pick up a

“To Go” plate with four slices of juicy ham (she uses a

nice pineapple and brown sugar glaze with a dash of cloves)

and my grandson, Micah, hugged me! He asked what I was doing

(yesterday or Friday) and I said, “Well, I hang out with my

girlfriend, Jenny, who is a retired teacher. She makes soup,

told me already it will be red chili lentil soup, and I bring

my own sandwich.”

Micah looked puzzled, (I tried to figure out where I had maybe

confused him?) He retorted, “So now you have given up men?”

He is only going to be 5, end of this month! He had

misunderstood my usage of ‘girlfriend!’ Wow! Different thinking

for someone so young!

I did tell him that it would be okay if I had, but that I

still had hopes of finding a new grandpa, or partner, but in

the old days, you called your friends who were girls- ‘girlfriends.’

One Saturday, two weeks ago, I had the M & M girls, had made my

100% whole wheat pancakes from ‘scratch’ letting them take turns

on the step stool to watch. I liked to have their Daddy (Jamie)

drop the water on the hot skillet and told them, “This lets you

know if it is ready, without touching a hot pan.” It will jump

around and their Daddy had coined the phrase, and I started to

tell them and in unison, (apparently already had heard this

little story, while he was making pancakes or waffles.)

“It makes the water ‘dance!”

10. After cooking their pancakes and making them little, the

size of half dollars, I put warmed syrup in empty applesauce

cups for them to dip in! As I poured their juice and milk,

Marley informed me, “You know you have to drink the juice

first or the pancakes will make it taste ‘sour-y.'”

There are lessons you learn from kids every day, which

sometimes silly parents and grandparents say, “I know that!”

But I believe we all should say, “Thank you for reminding me

of that! You are SO SMART!”

Moving Forward

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Sometimes in the middle of a story that the quiet fisherman

spins, I start to wonder, “What am I doing here?”

Although fun, we have few things in common. We also have

found out that his values are very far away from mine (on the

spectrum of “good” moving towards “evil.” ) I won’t be all

high and mighty, but let’s just say he likes to move towards the

darker end of the values system while I am trying to keep my

chin up and my moral compass as intact as it can be at this age.

I had fun playing pool again last weekend after my trip to Old

Man’s Cave with a nice man.  I was with Joe and his sister,

Theresa, when that thought came to overtake the fun I was

having.

Alas, I even heard my dear friend, Jenny’s voice in my head,

saying “You are a good audience but what are you getting out of

this friendship/relationship? Are you just spinning wheels?”

I had mentioned having some after the holidays “blues” and “winter

blues” and thought why not just be frivolous?! But while putting

dating on the back burner:

I lost sight of my goals!

Don’t waste Time!

Precious time is too short!

Thus, I came to the unsatisfactory conclusion that to have a partner in

life, one must not be spending time goofing off in the hopes you may

spot him while waiting for your turn to hit the ball with the cue stick.

In other words, if I want to have a blast, I can choose to play pool with

my son, to have some much needed for him, R & R time. While doing

this, I can be continuing to build my relationship with SOMEONE WHO

ACTUALLY GIVES A DAMN!

If I want to laugh and giggle, I can take the little grandchildren to the

play area at a fast food restaurant or splurge on Magic Mountain or

Chuck E. Cheese. Again, this is productive because they will be there

in the future, to remember their Nana doing such nonsense!

In conclusion, I decided to put a halt to aimless fun for now!

My search resumes for a partner who will sit by my side at the grandkids’

weddings, graduations, and earlier yet, their musical concerts or cub scout

events.

I like this quote by Elizabeth Edwards:

“She stood in the storm,

and when the wind did not

blow her way,

She adjusted her sails.”

I am looking for a nice, sturdy, caring and water loving man to be my

partner to sail into the sunset with.

I’ve Got the Blues

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I wish I could sing, play the guitar or piano. I was a clarinet player.

You CAN play the blues on a clarinet. Benny Goodman, Artie Shaw, and

Pete Fountain played both the blues and jazz music on the clarinet.

I am not among those famous players. I cannot join the others who

have been able to perform the blues. Nope! Not me!

I am seasonably depressed with the winter blues. Not to discredit or

make those who really are depressed think I am making fun of them

either! I just want to go around in pajamas or sweats. I actually could

carry out my job as order filler at good ole’ Advance Auto distribution

center in whatever casual wear I would like. Though I wear usually old

Levi’s and t-shirts purchased at various thrift stores or garage sales.

I would also like to get a nice book, hot cocoa, and a plush blanket.

I would like to call in sick for about three months and stay in bed.

This is not appropriate for someone facing a few dates lined up to

complete the month of January! I mean I was wearing hose, boots

and a woolen dress last January out on the town. I also have some

really great sweaters and corduroy pants. I know I must ‘rally’ and

get out there to make not only my future possible partner fall for me

but for my dear readers of my posts.

I don’t want my writing to get all ‘blah!’

Old Man’s Cave down in southeastern Ohio in Logan County is

having their annual winter hike. This usually attracts thousands of

hikers. They serve warm soup, corn bread, and hot beverages. There

are beautiful cottages with hot tubs to rent down there. I have been

invited to hike with a man this coming weekend. It will be an hour

and a half long drive, over 2 hours of hiking, then the return trip.

We should really know each other by then. I should be careful,

though, since my last 48 hour ‘first date’ resulted in a marriage.

(For honesty purposes, that date was in May and the wedding was

in July.)

I am a little ‘psyched’ due to possible chance of 44 degrees weather.

So, I hope to break the downward spiral mood of hibernation. I plan

to get out there and try to find my mate!