I'm Back

I feel like I have been having 'writers cramp' this past week. Not that I think of myself as a writer, p-l-e-a-s-e!! It's just that once you start something on a semi periodical basis, you put pressure on yourself to continue the process. Not to mention that others also ask you what's going on? when you don't. Questions like, 'are you ok?' or 'have you been sick?' or simply 'what's going on with your blog? You haven't done anything lately?' Nothing like being right up front!

I remember starting this blog a few years ago in response to my responses to someone else's blog. She said you should write your own. I am not sure now whether she just didn't like my responses to her blog or whether she thought I really had something to say! I am kidding when I say that as I still respond to her blog (when she gets around to writing on it). Heck, I send her personal emails to get my thoughts across as well! Maybe I am using up all my words with all the emails I send in a day. My 10,000 words a day don't have to be vocal - more like 'just out there'! I definitely think I use up my quota every day.

However, maybe not this past week. Being sick throws you off a bit. The past couple of weeks with coughing and feeling overall lousy, allowed me some down time to reflect. I think that means that I have been 'storing up' a few words and perhaps you might see more words coming at you this week!

Here's something interesting that took place last night. I was watching the news at 11 pm and John had gone to bed (or so I thought). Anyway, I thought I heard the tv downstairs as it seemed to be getting louder and louder. I thought he had gone to bed so it was weird that it was so noisy. Anyway, I put my tv remote on 'mute' so I could hear better. It was not from downstairs but from outside. The noise got louder and more consistent. They were men's voices and quite a lot of swearing - mainly that one word - I don't like it! I peeked out of the drapes. Now....let me interrupt for a moment - when you have a nine foot wide window with verticals on it and it is black outside and light inside and you 'peek' out the window, I am pretty sure whoever is outside can see you peeking! That being said...I peeked out the window to see about 8-9 guys (likely 17-22 in age) (don't ask me how I knew that - their build, their dress, their actions, the overall look even though they were dressed in black and it was black outside).

Anyway, they all had a beer or drink in their hand and were simply talking (very loud and swearing) and walking past on the sidewalk. I must admit, it put some 'fear' in my heart. Not sure if it was the simple fact of 'more of them' and the language or 'less of me' being a woman and an older woman. It caused me to think of 'groups' and the strength they have in and of themselves. Even a large group of women could be intimidating, depending on their demeanor.  I remember meeting up with a group of about 4-5 rough looking young boys (likely in Gr 5 or 6) who ignored me but were quite rowdy and vocal as I passed them on the sidewalk. I was trying not to show any emotion but after hearing on the radio about small gangs of kids beating up other kids, it made me very nervous. I admit feeling quite vulnerable. 

Anyway, I digress (again). They slowly walked by and likely were not up to anything bad - just partying - but when you don't have that as a 'norm' on a Friday night in your neighbourhood, it kind of makes you nervous. They continued on past our house (thankfully) and walked through the connector sidewalk to the main road. Again, I was surprised at how intimidated I felt - even though it was not personally directed at me! I was thinking to myself that they were being quite rude as it was 11 pm and they were quite noisy - nevermind the poor language. On the other hand, they were just a bunch of kids out at a party and it was only 11 pm, not 3 am or so.

I have no message to convey, simply a fact, an event, an occurence in front of my home. I am happy to say that our little cul de sac is usually quiet and uneventful. Guess that must be my age creeping in. I like it quiet and uneventful.

So, not sure how many words I used up but I am 'back on track'. Have a good day and as Ellen Degeneres would say 'be good to each other'!