Monthly Archives: July 2011

If muscles could talk…

The gravy train of inspiration has left the station.  The muscles in my back are all twisted, the eyes are closing and not interested in opening again, the legs begging for rest, and the neurons in my brain all shut-down.

Today is a hard day for inspiration.  I cannot even think.  I had to resort to taking a picture of me with a scarf and sunglasses to make it look decent.  The muses are at this moment non-existent.  There’s a lot of boxes, so I thought, why not to be the queen of the boxes.  By now we have a love relationship.  I know their measurement by heart and even name them.  You must be thinking right now that I am losing it.  Very close in that neighborhood.

When I sat on that box, I almost made it collapse.  Packing by an amateur.  Moi.  It gives.  Whatever happens, happens.  I am taking my makeup, undergarments, and a few pieces of clothing with me so that should suffice.  And there is…Walmart.  I don’t remember life before this giant octopus.

On another note, tomorrow is the launching of Atlantis.  Around 11 am, so watch history in the making.  I know I will be watching it in my computer from NASA TV.

My beloved readers, friends and everybody else, today is a day getting closer to me contemplating taking that European style vacation.  I am tired from the moment I get up.  My life on the fast lane of packing.  If I sound like a cry baby, I am.

So it was today…7 July, 2011, another day of working hard packing for my next adventure…and the muses having a field day without me.

Have a very lovely weekend.  I will see you on Monday.

Your Happy Contessa

“It is what it is.”  Someone very wise and practical.

The privilege of excess…

How much undergarment can one have?  Do I think that maybe one day I will be going to Siberia, where probably I will have to take my own food, my own folding chair (Hi Lucy), and a bear to help me keep warm.

This is a partial picture of suitcases, canvas bags, overnight bags, and any other name you want to baptize a piece of material sewn together and give it the name of luggage.  Color is irrelevant, brand, weight, how many wheel drives it has and does your flip 360 degrees?  Two of mine do.  Big deal, yes it is when you want to show off.  See, I can turn wheels around and you cannot.

And it just doesn’t stop there.  Cars, toilets, houses, diseases, and a whole entourage of things that we think we cannot do without.

I am even making excuses to hold on to most of them.  Maybe I can put all copies of my tax returns, receipts, photos, and even myself in case of an emergency.  You never know where I may go that I may need some cover.

Oh, oh, someone just knocked at my door really hard.  Careful there, do not chip the paint.  Need to deliver this house in top condition.  A young man selling pest control service.  First I told him that he should be more subdue when he knocks on a door.  He looked at me as if I was a Martian.  Close enough.  Then I told him that I already have a service and to be careful with the lightning out there.  He told me that probably he was going to get zapped, because he was going to be all night out there selling this service.????  I told him, well, that’s too bad, because you are not going to have a long life.  Then I send him off with a good luck and enjoy your short life.  How bad can an aging woman, so tired of packing boxes and annoyed at his knock can be.  Very, very bad.  But, he asked for it.  Being cute at this time of the day.  Don’t I sound like the perfect grouchy old lady?  Need a break.

Ok.  Going back to the excess thing.  I really don’t have any wisdom on this one.  I am going to continue probably to be a bag lady for the rest of my life.  I will just shove my suitcases, bags and myself into some boxes and live forever happily in wrinkle city.  Florida here I come!

So it was today…a day of nothing much, but of packing the heck out of my stuff, and sending a young man to be zapped by lightning.  It does not get any better.

This was good.  I had a good laugh.

6 July, 2011.  Different format.  I like surprises.

Your Happy Contessa

“The more you have, the heavier it gets.”  From the book of wisdom of happy contessas.

High tech takeover…the battle of the computers…

I remember when I was growing up in the Dominican Republic, every day there was a lady, Dona Gloria, that used to come and visit my mother for one to two hours in the afternoon.  They would have coffee, and talk, talk and talk until it was time for one of them to go to the bathroom to discharge the liquid and then Dona Gloria would go to her home which was maybe 100 steps away from our house.  I was thinking where from they got their material to talk about for so long every day.  Today I was not going to show up.

I didn’t think I could do a posting.  I was so tired and drained.  And couldn’t think of anything to talk about.  Then I went on to describe a part of my day.

Miss Raylene tried to help me to send a pdf file from her house, because she has a higher tech printer/scanner with all the bells and whistles.  But in the process, I am trying to get access to her wireless service so she could send me the file,  my computer took over her entire internet access.  Even her phone went out of commission.  I almost had a neck breakdown.  I didn’t have any liquids in my system, otherwise, I would have needed a Pampers for big gals like me.  I was deep breathing, went into meditating, prayed until the rain started to fall instead of the answer to my prayers, and the right side of my head is still trying to recover from the stress.  And to think I thought I was a total master in controlling stress.  Do I live a very sheltered life.  My apologies to all of you worker bees out there.  I couldn’t survive in the real world.

Miss Raylene spent almost two hours on the phone with her internet/router providers.  I have to hand it to her.  Grace and poise under pressure.  I just wanted to leave her house so bad, that the agony was almost unbearable.  But she kept on insisting that she was going to complete the favor, even if our computers went into a heavyweight championship with each other.  I shut mine down trying to minimize any casualties.

Finally…she comes out of the other room, and declares victory.  I just grabbed my insignificant not so high-tech computer, gave her a big hug, and lots of apologies to her and her husband and took off in the middle of lightning, and a slight rain.  I couldn’t drive fast enough.

I came home, plugged in my computer to see if it still had any life left for me to just do my humble things and voila, it is still breathing and functioning.  It is somewhat bruised, her ego, but it is kicking.

There you have it, and I thought I was not going to be able to blab for today.

So it was today…5 July, 2011…a day Miss Raylene showed me how tough she and her computer are…and glad mine’s still carrying on.

Your Happy Contessa

“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent.  It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.”  Charles Darwin, English Naturalist.  Author of “Origin of Species.”  12 February, 1809 – 19 April, 1882.

European-style vacation… a good idea?

This is as close as I am getting to a beach right now.  I love this painting because it gives me the feeling of peace, tranquility and serenity.  Same things, just sound different.  It is a big painting, that probably I will have to depart with because I won’t have any space for it in my new digs.  Two chairs, did you notice…, that was supposed to be Ron and me enjoying the sun at a beautiful beach somewhere in paradise.

I have been thinking about taking an European-style vacation.  Vacation in that continent, or most of the countries, is for 30 or 60 days.  Low productivity, but high yield in enjoyment of life.  We need to learn that art in the brave-new world.  Popping pills to calm stress has become our national emblem.  Need 30-days of relaxation, and chillin to recharge the depleted system, our fragile human body.

This translate to my being absent from entertaining you and myself with my interpretation of mundane things and making them sound interesting.

I need to give it some more thought.  Really, I am up to my eyeballs in packing boxes, getting stressed about having to depart with a lot of “our” stuff.

Nada...

As you can see, things are just being packed or in boxes for the Salvation Army.  I feel sometimes a bit with “la depre” (down), because having to depart with stuff is harder than you can imagine.  But then I think about the lack of space I will have in my new apartment, and then is easier to let go.  Do not believe in renting space to put stuff.  A tightwad.  I love making my money go a long, long way.  Less stuff, easier to move and move again.

My last July 4th in North Carolina...

My neighborhood display of fireworks…I watched the fireworks from Charlotte, NC, Boston, New York, and Washington, D.C.  Love the Boston Pops with Keith Lockhart conducting.  1812 Overture, my favorite.  The ones from Washington, D.C. are majestic with the monuments as their background.  Unforgettable.  I felt as if I was there.

So it was today…4 July, 2011…celebrating another year of independence in our beloved country.

Your Happy Contessa

“I am a great believer in luck, and find the harder I work the more I have of it.”  Thomas Jefferson, principal author of the U.S. Declaration of Independence, 3rd President of the U.S., and an influential Founding Father.  13 April, 1743 – 4 July, 1826.

Have a Memorable Happy Independence Day…

“When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume, among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident:  That all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness….”

“I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”

These lines were pivotal elements in the formation of our country.  What determination, courage, and foresight our founding fathers must have had to take upon the task of giving us the opportunity to be such a unique country.

I would like to take this moment to say thank you to all Americans for giving someone like me the opportunity to become an active and proud citizen of this country.

Thank you for your kindness and generosity.

God bless the United States of America.

Happy Independence Day!!!

Your Happy Contessa

I will be back on Tuesday.