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I walked to the mall today at noon to get Doner Kebabs for lunch and some pizza slices for dinner.  J and the Kiddo went to get J an iced latte and then pick up French Fries from a little place down stairs from us.  I got the walk because A. I’m quick solo.  I’ve done this before, so I got the routine.  B. Kiddo was Mumma*centric today and to the mall and back with Kiddo takes about 3 times longer than adulting alone.  Besides, I got to put on some TuPac and groove while I walked.  


The bad news is that the Hot Season is coming.


So, this is the view of my walk.  This makes up approx 2/3rds of my walk.  That’s not a lot of shade or sun relief.  The total walk is 800m there and 800m back.  So, 1.6km.



And here’s the screenshot from my phone.  



That’s HOT!  


And it’s only going to get hotter in the next few months.  And rainier.  And then around November that knocks off for a few months and here we are again.  


But, last night at the night market, J got a few new shirts.  Local.  Lightweight.  Breathable.  Comfy.  I’ve gotten some local clothing as well.  It does make a huge difference.  Much more comfortable.  And, at least it seems, that we are treated more like locals and less like tourists wearing local clothing.


Oh, and we got some juices this morning.  Pineapple, Apple, and Carrot for one and Lime, Ginger, Apple, and Carrot on the other.  Both were amazingly good.  And J, last night at the market, took us to an merchant who made fresh coconut drinks.  We ordered and he took some shaved coconut, coconut water, some ice, and what looked like a small amount of sugar water and put it into a blender.  A minute later…. Nature’s best slurpee!!!!!!


J has the good pics from last night and she posted them to Instagram.  If you don’t have Insta, I’ll get the pics and post more about that adventure tomorrow.  Today, I’m keeping it brief and lazy.  Besides…..


News broke today that Foo Fighters drummer Taylor Hawkins passed away.   This man was one of the driving forces of the Foo Fighters.  The band is in Bogota Columbia where they were scheduled to play a show approximately a few hours after Hawkins was found unresponsive in his hotel room.  


Dave Grohl, the band’s frontman, was the former drummer for the band Nirvana, who created an album that he self recorded under the Foo Fighters name as a way to help him heal and move on from the death of Nirvana front man Kurt Cobain.


The Foo Fighters are one of the biggest and best selling bands of my generation and of the current era.  Their music is loved by millions.  I can only send my thoughts and wishes to those fans.  The band.  And Taylor’s family and loved ones.  May they find peace, love, solitude, and find the courage to carry forward with the same love and enthusiasm for everyday that Taylor showed in every performance and recording.


Taylor Hawkins was 5o years old.



I’m reminded that I’m going to be 45 this year.  I’m reminded that Bob Odenkirk (of Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul) and the life threatening heart attack he had a few months back while filming the final weeks of Better Call Saul and who was also in his mid-50’s.


Part of me thinks, my god.  My age, medical history, and health!  The other part of me thinks that I came out of a surgery a few years ago that I almost didn’t and that it could just be your time.  So, since you never know when, might as well live it the best you can.  So, it’s a tumultuous feeling…. Confused and chaotic, sad yet glad I’m not just living in a rut.  I could live another 50 years or I could die tomorrow getting out of the shower.  So, take what you can today.  Find happiness and love.  Sad and worried, when is it my time, what can I do to delay that.  So much inside.  Tonight will be music and thoughts.  Tomorrow will be Kiddo and life and love.  Old and new.  Happy and sad.  Both are possible.  Both are ok.  Both are normal.  More than anything, it serves as a reminder to say I love you to the Kiddo and J.  I love you, both.  And to you, my readers…. Hugs, love, friendship, affection, and all the rest.

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