An interesting NYTs article about aging artists in NYC. I loved one woman's tip about picking up her own pizza so she wouldn't have to tip her delivery guy!
But I found the most important 'tip' to be to not associate with people who bring you down. There isn't enough time left on earth to take on negativity, especially someone else's. I am not talking about not being sympathetic to someone suffering a loss or being in pain, but you can certainly avoid those folks who spend all their time complaiining about one wrong after another. If 'the glass' is more than half empty all the time, run, don't walk, in another direction. I have a dear friend who is in chronic pain with a debilitating condition who is a joy to spend time with. She never mentions her discomforts, she is always upbeat and trying new ways to work around her problems. We are both aware of her limitations, but we try to deal with ways to ignore it as much as possible. She is always making plans for the future, always ready to try a new adventure. She's the best, and a role model for so many people.
I have an update on my suitcase of Armenian food- I had packed it all in ziplock bags, and then put those bags inside of a bigger bag *just in case*. When I arrived in FL after a 3 hour delay plus the 3 hour flight plus the 2 hour early arrival at the airport, making our trip over 8 hours long, the suicase was squashed from the outside. All of the dough products were defrosted but still nice and cold, the halvah needed a bit of a trim to make it square again, the cheese block was fine, but my beloved houhamara had leaked out of it's plastic container that had been sealed with duct tape. It had completely covered the inside of it's ziplock with bright orange oil. Somehow the oil had gotten through that bag and into the bigger bag covering all the things in that so I had quite a greasy clean-up. That was nothing however to the cleanup of the 4 oz tub of cumin that lost it's top and covered everything in the suitcase. Why that wasn't in a baggie i don't know, must have been a late entry into the thought process but I now have a sewing project that smells like it came from Mumbai and a suitcase that has been sitting in the sun for two days now but still needs some white rice to go with it. Good thing I LOVE cumin because I see a suitcase's lifetime ahead smelling it.
I broke down yesterday and finally got my fat self over to the fitness center. It's about as nice as a fitness center could possibly be, but I still wouldn't chose that as the place I wanna be! I spent an hour on the treadmill really pushing it, and certainly feel it today. The nice part was the AC- don't think I will be walking outside any more unless it's cool enough for long sleeves! Besides, 'outside' doesn't come equipped with little tvs. I watched (no sound) a show on HGTV about extreme pools and it was great. Now I want a pool carved out of a granite quarry but alas and alak, Florida doesn't even have little rocks, let alone granite. Second choice was a grotto. And it was so cool- pool was full of good looking people swimming into the grotto and out through a waterfall like one may find in the Mediterranean. The third one was in the mountains and the owner was a Very Old Man who dove into his outdoor pool and the camera followed him as he dipped under a glass wall and emerged in his living room. Then the camera turned back around to the view and it was a zero horizon pool with a view out over a city to die for. And I don't even like pools! Like they say, there are Benefits to Exercise. Here it appears to be tv time I wouldn't normally take.
And now to go sew on my project- a blouse I am making from a tablecloth I always loved. It has artichokes printed on it so I think I may do some embroidery too. Maybe. In the future it will be worn to curry parties or Mexican fiestas since it already has the right smell.
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