Happy
I've had a great weekend, the kind that lifts the spirits. It was much needed after a few weeks of pretty difficult nonsense...the depths of the sadness I felt at times was surprising even to me, not knowing how I could have gotten to that place. But as my friend Murray said today that things tend to reach "comic" proportions when they get to a point where they just can't get any worse. He's right, and at some point you just smile and laugh. And once you laugh at it, the sadness loses its power on you, and you can begin to be free and happy.
Friday night I comforted a friend in need. He was also going through a familiar difficulty; something we all deal with at times in our lives, and often many many times. Heartbreak is the universal pain. And the thing about heartbreak is that no matter how many times it happens, when the pain is fresh you just feel as if it will never heal. Of course it does; with time, it does. And then you're in love again before you know it and all memory of that heartache disappears. It may happen again, and again, and again. Its life. From my current perch, I can have this opinion, because I am not in love nor am I heartbroken. Its easy to be Zen about something you're not entrenched in. But I was glad I could be a friend and provide comfort, mostly in the form of a quiet ear and a bottle of wine. My friends were there for me through all my heartaches; I am glad I am there for them in theirs.
Saturday I slept in luxuriously in my fantastic bed. I've been bragging about my bed for about a week now. I juts recently purchased soft flannel sheets in a handsome stripe print. The flannel sheets sit on top of a featherbed which is on top of a firm, but soft, mattress. On top of the flannel sheets is a fleece blanket, and on top of that is a feather comforter enveloped in lush purple velvet. I have four pillows of varying firmnesses, and they are covered in flannel, velvet, and cotton sateen. After prying myself out of bed on Saturday, I got some work done (finished my reviews in 2 hours - hykeebah! I rule.) I rewarded myself with a delicious homemade lunch of a salmon and vegetable salad.
My friend came over around 6 and we drove to Pomona to the Glass House to see the The Shout Out Louds. I met up with two other friends there and gladly treated everyone to the show (for $10 a ticket, to see what has become my favorite band, why not?) If the album, Howl Howl Gaff Gaff was enough to make me giddy with joy to listen to them, then their live show just further cemented their place in my life as THE GREATEST BAND I'VE EVER SEEN OR HEARD in about...well, a long time. That show was so good. Let me just rattle off how awesome that show was, and how much I love the Shout Out Louds.
I want to be their best friends. I want to simultaneously date each member of the band, even the girl in the band, because even though I don't go that way, she plays the xylophone, Moogs, a harmonica, and an accordian and has the cutest Swedish accent. I want to make paper dolls of them all and have a diorama concert. I want to shrink them, and keep them in a little pouch and take them out and sprinkle them with water to make them grow and have a concert for me wherever and whenever. I want to have tea with them. I want to have a bbq with them. I want to ride a carousel with them, while they sing and play their instruments. I want to run slow motion through a field with them. I want to listen to them every day of my life and have the same feeling I had when I was at their show last night, jumping up and down with joy, just being so happy to be in the same room as this incredible band.
So, go buy their album. Don't just download the songs...support a great band that is about to break out. BUY it. I usually would just say download stuff for free, but I want to support these guys, because once you hear songs like "Please, Please, Please" and "100 Degrees" you won't be able to stop smiling.
After the concert I had an In-N-Out Double Double animal style (yes, Virginia, I'm not really a vegetarian either. I try to be on a daily basis though. Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose. I don't keep meat in the house anymore.) But a moment of silence for the delicious burger.
Today I just slept in, went for a 5 mile run, sung my ever-loving heart out in church and felt so spiritually uplifted..especially singing "How Great Thou Art" because it was so random they chose to close the church ceremony with that song, and I'd had that song in my head since I went running and sang it in the shower before I even went to church. I'm on the same wavelength as God, I think. At least at that moment. After church I had lunch with Meg and Murray, came home, napped (ahhhh nap, yes the greatest bed on earth), did some shopping, ate dinner, blog blog blog.
You just got a rundown of my weekend. Sorry it wasn't more philosophical. This is Sunday, my day of rest. All you gotta know is, I'm pretty happy right now, happy happy happy. Wow. Fun word to say. Such a pleasant feeling on your lips when they touch on the "P" in that word. Hap-py. Can't say it without smiling, now, can you?
Friday night I comforted a friend in need. He was also going through a familiar difficulty; something we all deal with at times in our lives, and often many many times. Heartbreak is the universal pain. And the thing about heartbreak is that no matter how many times it happens, when the pain is fresh you just feel as if it will never heal. Of course it does; with time, it does. And then you're in love again before you know it and all memory of that heartache disappears. It may happen again, and again, and again. Its life. From my current perch, I can have this opinion, because I am not in love nor am I heartbroken. Its easy to be Zen about something you're not entrenched in. But I was glad I could be a friend and provide comfort, mostly in the form of a quiet ear and a bottle of wine. My friends were there for me through all my heartaches; I am glad I am there for them in theirs.
Saturday I slept in luxuriously in my fantastic bed. I've been bragging about my bed for about a week now. I juts recently purchased soft flannel sheets in a handsome stripe print. The flannel sheets sit on top of a featherbed which is on top of a firm, but soft, mattress. On top of the flannel sheets is a fleece blanket, and on top of that is a feather comforter enveloped in lush purple velvet. I have four pillows of varying firmnesses, and they are covered in flannel, velvet, and cotton sateen. After prying myself out of bed on Saturday, I got some work done (finished my reviews in 2 hours - hykeebah! I rule.) I rewarded myself with a delicious homemade lunch of a salmon and vegetable salad.
My friend came over around 6 and we drove to Pomona to the Glass House to see the The Shout Out Louds. I met up with two other friends there and gladly treated everyone to the show (for $10 a ticket, to see what has become my favorite band, why not?) If the album, Howl Howl Gaff Gaff was enough to make me giddy with joy to listen to them, then their live show just further cemented their place in my life as THE GREATEST BAND I'VE EVER SEEN OR HEARD in about...well, a long time. That show was so good. Let me just rattle off how awesome that show was, and how much I love the Shout Out Louds.
I want to be their best friends. I want to simultaneously date each member of the band, even the girl in the band, because even though I don't go that way, she plays the xylophone, Moogs, a harmonica, and an accordian and has the cutest Swedish accent. I want to make paper dolls of them all and have a diorama concert. I want to shrink them, and keep them in a little pouch and take them out and sprinkle them with water to make them grow and have a concert for me wherever and whenever. I want to have tea with them. I want to have a bbq with them. I want to ride a carousel with them, while they sing and play their instruments. I want to run slow motion through a field with them. I want to listen to them every day of my life and have the same feeling I had when I was at their show last night, jumping up and down with joy, just being so happy to be in the same room as this incredible band.
So, go buy their album. Don't just download the songs...support a great band that is about to break out. BUY it. I usually would just say download stuff for free, but I want to support these guys, because once you hear songs like "Please, Please, Please" and "100 Degrees" you won't be able to stop smiling.
After the concert I had an In-N-Out Double Double animal style (yes, Virginia, I'm not really a vegetarian either. I try to be on a daily basis though. Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose. I don't keep meat in the house anymore.) But a moment of silence for the delicious burger.
Today I just slept in, went for a 5 mile run, sung my ever-loving heart out in church and felt so spiritually uplifted..especially singing "How Great Thou Art" because it was so random they chose to close the church ceremony with that song, and I'd had that song in my head since I went running and sang it in the shower before I even went to church. I'm on the same wavelength as God, I think. At least at that moment. After church I had lunch with Meg and Murray, came home, napped (ahhhh nap, yes the greatest bed on earth), did some shopping, ate dinner, blog blog blog.
You just got a rundown of my weekend. Sorry it wasn't more philosophical. This is Sunday, my day of rest. All you gotta know is, I'm pretty happy right now, happy happy happy. Wow. Fun word to say. Such a pleasant feeling on your lips when they touch on the "P" in that word. Hap-py. Can't say it without smiling, now, can you?
posted by The Semi-Pro Chef at Sunday, November 20, 2005
1 Comments:
Gheeze, it’s about friggin’ time, it is it is, that there’s a happy post down here at BomN! So how’s about changin’ the listings under “On the Radar”? Like the “Feeling” section would be a nice start, but what do I know?
Being one that has suffered from depression for like, ah, decades, literally, I know the feeling. But once I came to realize that the world was a sort of hard place to live in, well, for some reason that made it better and I’ve had very little trouble since. It was just when I thought that it was supposed to be all fun and games and for some reason I was missin’ out on all the fun and the games, that I was having a hard time of it!
If that makes any sense?
And ya I know - I shut up and go away now!
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