Ramble, Ramble, Ramble...

At first, I thought about providing a little snapshot of typical morning at our home….what I’ve done so far this morning….and what my plans were for the rest of the day. But then I realized I was heading toward jagged rocks. You see, most of my aborted journals ran aground when I felt I had nothing to say…and they eventually devolved into lists of chores and future tasks…a glorified “to do” list. But as I mentioned in my prior entry, MISSING THE HUGS, I was also concerned about my habit of discussing life’s foibles and then summing it up with an easy-digestible-moral.

So maybe, instead, I’ll let this entry just ramble along…not exactly stream-of-consciousness (since I’ll be trying to type correctly as I hunt and peck at the keyboard…I can’t believe I typed memos to lawyers while working in a series of national or international corporate law offices!)

Ramble, ramble, ramble…where are we going? Maybe I’m a little bit rattled. When I returned from walking the dog, Tim was watching the last half of DARK VICTORY, starring Bette Davis. (It’s a really wonderful movie…..and Bette Davis is superb. Please don’t ask me who Bette Davis is, because if you do, we can never be friends). But if you don’t know the movie, she’s a mad-cap socialite who discovers she has a fatal illness. She goes blind (the final stage of her illness), and she prevents her husband from noticing it while she sends him out of town for important medical business; he’s a doctor. Once he’s gone, she climbs up the stairs to die peacefully in her bed. But before she does, she calls her two dogs to her so she can pet them one last time. That moment always, always destroys me. Yes, under this big, beefy, leather-wearing brute….I’m all soft and mushy like marshmallow cream!

Marshmallow cream! Gosh, I would kill for a Rice Krispy Treat right now. But we don’t keep them in the house, because they are way too tempting…and I just inhale them! Yeah, I still on a diet. I’m still averaging a weight loss of about 1.5 pounds per week….although the needle didn’t budge much this morning; I weigh myself once a week each Friday. Friday is also my cheat day (see my entry WEIGHING IN ON CHEATING for more details). Anyway, I can eat anything I want on Fridays…including Rice Krispy Treats, which are conspicuously absent from our pantry!! I think a trip to Stater Bros (our local grocery chain) is in order! Because I am craving carbs, Carbs, CARBS! Or to quote Rosalind Russell in AUNTIE MAME, “Life is a banquet and most poor sons of bitches are starving to death!” (Please not tell me you never watched AUNTIE MAME; I may have a stroke!)

Still, according the bathroom scale (or is it “scales?”), I only dropped 0.4 pounds this week. This plateau is probably due to the fact that I haven’t been especially physically active. The gyms are still closed, although there is a rumor they may reopen in about 4 weeks! And, I haven’t put in as many hours at the new Desert Rose Playhouse, as I have in prior weeks. Most of the initial demolition (and the clearing of the debris) was finished early this week. Hopefully there will be more for me to do next week., and hopefully, the bathroom scale(s) will be a bit more forgiving, as well. At least 20 more pounds to go! If I stay on track, I should reach my goal weight sometime in December. And, hopefully, by December, there some good news regarding the presidential election, the progress on a vaccine, and possible reopening of the theatres.

Theatre! Theatre! Theatre! Sometime next month (I believe on October 18th), the Desert Star Award winners will be announced. As I mentioned previously, the usual awards ceremony has been cancelled due to the pandemic. Maybe I’ll write a bit more about the awards, and organization which judges local productions, the Desert Theatre League….maybe in a few days.

Until tomorrow, my lovelies! Off to State Bros for Rice Krispy Treats, cupcakes, cinnamon rolls! (Drooling!)