A fabulous autumn day here in the mountains. I worked most of the day in the garden pulling weeds and cutting back some dried up plants and dead headed a ton of perenials. I am pooped but it's a good feeling pooped.
I finally talked with Jason and he liked his trip to Morocco but didn't love it. Said it was very, very different from any other place he's been. He learned a lot about another culture and found that fascinating. He rode on a camel in the Sahara desert and climbed the sand dunes and rode a surf board back down. He said the dunes really do look like they did in Lawrence of Arabia!
The cities were way too crowded for him and at times he was nervous being surrounded by so many people. Most of the women wear scarves on their heads (I apologize to anyone here who might be Muslim as I don't know what they are called) and the men and the women do not fraternize. The men hang out together and women for the most part shop and walk. He never did quite figure out where they were walking too. heehee!
He is meeting an American friend in Germany this weekend for Octoberfest. Life is good when you're 30 and single. And yes, he does work in Prague, Czech Republic where he lives.
Till later ...
Since I spent 6 hours today seeding, roasting, and freezing tomatoes, I have not simpathy for you... (just kidding) It was a long day in the kitchen but a longer day at the store...
I bought jeans, always a dramatic event... They all go back tomorrow as I've decided breathing is very important (afraid they will shrink and they JUST fit). The other problem that I have and my Mom concurred is that they are bell-bottoms. She always has to take her jeans in at the bottom as well--we are both vertically challenged (short)!
I'm glad Jason had a good time. Gosh, it is such a big world, but he knows that I'm sure. When I went to Russia in 1992 (just after the wall fell), I learned that people survive many dramas. I met doctors who lived two families to a little apartment. I also learned not to drink vodka with Russians followed by champaign on the midnight train from St. Petersburg to Moscow, but that is a different story...
When I was 30, I was married with MS as I recall. I had become quite the Polly Anna, so the world was suddenly beautiful. MS really was a gift for me, in retrospect. It ended my marriage and started my life. What my life needed was to be a single woman, buying a farm on my own, and living with a partner (not a husband as men try to take control of me when I am married)...
Jason sounds like he is living a wonderful life. Sounds like you're OK as well because you have your "child", your garden to keep you active. Further, I think I love you because you have a wonderful way of "seeing" things. I hope you understand that you continue to give me hope for my future here... xoxoxo Cj
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Cj, thank you for your kind words. You are the first person I have been able to talk with who truly understands what MS is all about. For that I am so grateful.
What our Jason is learning from his experiences and adventures is that there is life beyond Boston and there are others who are not like him and that's okay. He's learned tolerance and the heartbreak of losing a woman he wanted to marry. He's learned that his parents love him dearly and that he can always come home to a loving environment. Bless his heart.
Well, I'm all excited. Barry Manilow (that's what's wrong with the world today, not enough Barry Manilow love songs) has a new CD. I just downloaded it from iTunes and although it's songs of his and others remastered, it's still yummy. What a great way to start the day.
Thank you for the giggle about buying jeans. Can I ever relate. I've gained tons of weight since I started on all these crazy meds and have had to replace all my clothes. Thank goodness for Wal*Mart. I've learned that being comfortable is much better than looking good. Cause honey, I haven't looked good in years!
Till later ....
GrammieP