A Typical Morning

A typical day begins like every other day.

Lola

I wake up and try to go back to sleep thinking it's too early to wake up. But I'm not like other people in that once I'm awake I can't go back to never never land, tho I try. It's game on and out of bed I go. I say," Good Morning," to my Lola and kiss her a bunch. She's such a dear girl.

My wife always says she wants Lola's life.

Imagine all day every day being told you're special (she is), told you're a good girl (she is), with a life full of kisses, treats, walks, and love. That's a pretty good life and she deserves every bit. Did I mention car rides with her head out the window and being on the bed or the couch whenever she wants? Speaking for her (cause dogs can't talk silly) I always say, "I'm kind of a big deal around here," and she is.

So where was I? Oh yeah, a typical morning.

I put on my shorts and a tee shirt and head out to the kitchen to make coffee. At first it's only me and Lola up but my wife and twins are sounder sleepers so I don't have to be real quiet. But I am anyway. New grounds new water. While that's brewing I go to my computer, turn it on, and begin the morning ritual of reading the newspapers. See, I've always been a reader, I've always liked it. Still do.

When the coffee is done I pour a cup and add that to the mix. Man, I do love a cup of coffee and a newspaper in the morning.

The news has been scary and awful and scary and you know why, but I still take it in. All the time looking for good news, hope. Along with the grave news of this pandemic are easy recipes, books to read, a tv series to binge, stories of people doing things that will make you cry.

In the midst of this horrible rain storm there are rays of sunshine.

Woke up to watching Mick, Keef, and the boys doing You Can't Always Get What You Want on Facebook, and when's the last time you saw that? How about Stevie Wonder singing Bill Withers? Magic. In the midst of all this you see folks doing things you never thought you'd see and I mean that in a very good way.

Facebook.

Zee

I saw the head of CBS News, my dear friend Susan Zirinsky, saying smart and wonderful and thoughtful things on a podcast. Zee is simply great.

I read the memories that my dear friend Holly Gleason wrote in Variety (variety.com) after the death of her friend the legendary John Prine. Thoughts that came from the heart and boy she sure can write.

 I see songs that my dear friend Gary DeLena plays and sings that make me think and laugh out loud. I see people saying thank you over and over to our first responders, our doctors, our nurses.

Amanda very pretty.
Here very tired.

I'm looking at you my dear Amanda Martinez. She's a nurse and I personally say thank you.

Videos of all kinds, some funny, some sad. Dogs singing songs, women crazy that they can't go to their hair salons. Videos of wine chess where when you jump an opponent's glass you have to drink it.

And the announcing, way too much, of people no longer here.

I guess what I'm trying to say is it looks typical but it's not. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, the caffeine is beginning to take hold, everything looks normal but everything is not. This staying at home thing? Every day feels like Sunday or to put it another way I sometimes forget what day it is.

They announced my son's school is closed for the rest of the semester, it's online classes from here on. He said he's okay with that but he added he misses the ritual of getting up, getting dressed, and heading out to Winter Springs High to see his friends. I feel bad for him and especially feel bad for seniors who were scheduled to graduate.


A new time a new day. Can't wait for this time to be over.

Stay safe. Stay healthy. Be well.




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