Your Weekly Antics Journey this Edition...10-13-2022
- lisaalkap
- Oct 13, 2022
- 6 min read
Well kids, this weather has been FAB-U-LOUS. I am no fan of the heat we suffered through all summer and can certainly do without all the snow that will probably be heading our way sooner than later. I will take fall weather any day at any time. Leaves are turning colors in the trees, grass is still green from the rain we had, average temp is 50-ish, cool, crisp, awesome. I much prefer the sweater weather of the fall than the sweating weather of July. If I had it my way it would stay like this year-round, but I can’t control everything people, so winter will be coming, we’re gonna have to suck it up. Here’s what I’ve got…
1. We’ve got to make adjustments for the weather, and I am not ready to give up my coffee on the front porch. Seeing as Al has ick-shnayed my request for one of those outdoor propane operated heater things, I am now spending my mornings out there bundled up in blankets. Seriously, you almost set the deck on fire one time and you’re never allowed near an open flame by the house ever again??? Doesn’t seem right.
2. With the cool crisp weather and all things fall comes the season of Halloween. Some get all into this season, decorating their yards with their high tech decorations – me, I just go with the subtle décor that some may understand, some may not. Either way, it creeps the neighborhood kids out and keeps them from bugging me and my dogs. Exhibit 1, Georgie has been pulled out from the shed - he's back.
3. Some like to embrace this holiday, dress up, attend Halloween type events such as haunted houses, parties and the like. Some like to dress up like characters in a movie, or like the actors themselves. I have it on good authority that there may be an older, more mature, seasoned version of John Stamos out there wandering the streets of Millbury this Halloween should any of you ladies be interested…just saying. If I catch this imposter, I’ll let you know.
4. Driving through the Newton Square rotary the other day, I see some clown, and I don't mean the Halloween variety, on a ten speed bike zipping through the rotary with the flow of traffic. He was following the rotary rules, so I’ll give him that, but no one else was. I will never rank on anyone who is working towards their fitness goals, but I wanted to say to this guy, buddy, this is not the Tour de France, this is The Woo, people here are crazy. Someone is going to run your ass down just for the sheer pleasure of it so you may want to pursue your fitness goals in one of the surrounding towns or out on the many rail trails that are available for your riding pleasure in and around our fine city. At least on the rail trails the most traffic you may find is that of some rogue chipmunk who makes the poor decision to run across your path. You my friend are going to end up with tire marks on your back. Get it together.
5. What don’t you do when you’re sitting at a stop light? Roll down your window and question a 50 something year old woman why she has the top of her jeep down when it’s 53 degrees out. Yes, soaking up the sun and all the vitamin D the sun has to offer is one reason to still have the top down in the fall, however, for anyone who knows anything about 50 something year old women it's that we’re always friggin hot - so unless you want to be told that, mind your own damn business. And no, I'm not independently destroying the environment by driving around with the top down and the heat on, the heat is off, not that it's any of your tree hugging business to begin with. Unless you want to pull up next to me and say that you mistook me for some hot 25 year old, keep it moving. I speak for 50 something year old women everywhere, we don’t need comments from the likes of you.
6. Journey. Journey to weight loss. Journey to better health. Journey towards fitness. Journey towards self-awareness. Journey towards higher education. Spiritual journeys. Career journeys. I get it, but here’s what I’ve got to say about all of that. You and your journeys can keep to yourselves. Quit trying to save the rest of us who are going about our lives minding our own business and not judging the rest of you and whatever journey you are currently on. The only journey I want to hear or talk about is Journey the band and Steve Perry. The rest of you can go pound sand. Shut….Up…
7. I've been wondering, in the spirit of Halloween, do you think I'd draw attention to myself by getting one of those pumpkin shooters and sitting in the ESW parking lot just randomly shooting pumpkins at people? That will be the journey I choose to embark upon...my journey towards keeping unsolicited walk-ins away. You're welcome.
8. Amy Bullett and the powers that be are messing with us people. The renovations to the Elder Services office came sooner than later which resulted in all of us doing a mad dash to the office to have our desks and cubes all packed up by 5pm last night. Can you imagine what my cube and desk looked like? 23 years of my kids artwork and pictures were the least of my problems - after packing up all that good stuff then came the tossing of 27 years worth of notebooks. My fellow Protective Services workers have been known to make fun of me from time to time for hoarding these bibles of notes gathered over the years, but who was laughing last when those notes were pulled out from the archives of my desk and put to good use when clarification was needed or simple curiosity cured? Me, that's who. But, in the spirit that is decluttering and starting off fresh I channeled my inner Phil and started cleaning and chucking. Me and my notebooks, accompanied by Jen and Sean, made our journey to the shredder and in they went. Each notebook going as far back as 1996 was stuffed unceremoniously in to that bin without so much as a goodbye. It was kind of like pulling off a band aid...I closed my eyes and in they went. I'm not gonna lie, it was hard and I considered picking some back out of that shredder box but walked away. All good things come to an end, or at minimum, end up in the trash shredded in to tiny minuscule illegible pieces - I will not dwell on the fact that you know and I know that in the coming weeks, spoken like a true hoarder, I will need some tid bit of information from my stash of notes and they will have already been dismantled and laid to rest in some land fill somewhere. Mark. My. Words. #hoardersregret
9. You know those digital signs on the side of the road that give you your speed and tell you to slow down? Your speed starts flashing- as if it had a voice, it would be screaming at you to slow down. Some are extra fancy and have the flashing blue lights on top as if there is a teeny tiny little policeman in that little sign who's going to hop on to his teeny tiny little motorcycle and chase you down. I'm familiar with the blue lights kids, I've watched my share of police shows and don't need to be told what those will look like in my rear view in the event I'm in the process of being pulled over- I won't lie to you...when I see those signs it makes me want to drive faster - if I'm only going five miles over the speed limit, get off my back - you and your little light up sign are not the boss of me.
10. All has been righted in the world. After listening to Al belly ache, diss, complain, and hate on the Red Sox all season. His coveted Blue Jays lost the other night after blowing a 7 run lead. Let me say that again...they blew a 7 run lead...See ya next year Toronto. Thank you for giving me enough ammunition to shut him down every time he bad mouths the Red Sox until opening day 2023. How do you like that Al? #thebluejayssuck
Just in case you missed it, you can read about it here...
and if you don't feel like clicking and reading, this is the jist of it...
" ...It was an epic postseason collapse, one not seen since 2008 — and only one other time before that had a team blown a seven-run lead in the playoffs. For those who bet on Toronto to win, which was pretty much everybody, it was an all-time bad beat...."
USA Today Sports
11. And last but not least...should you see me fighting the shredder company guy trying to save my notebooks from being loaded in to his truck to be destroyed like all the other common paper items, do not intervene. Look away and keep it moving...
Have a great weekend!
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