Two Men and One Female

One man is sitting in a subway train. His head is partly covered. His eyes roam left to right, quickly and unfocused. He smiles to no one, yet he smiles to all of us.

One guy is standing in the same subway train. He is near the doors, leaning against the plastic side panel. His ear is attached to a phone and all of his energy is being spent- listening.

One female is sitting at the end of the row of seats. Her arms are full of shopping bags from a local food store. She keeps looking straight ahead, never to the left nor to the right.

Three perfectly unrelated people going to different places on a weekend? I thought so too till the female gave the hooded man a short unknowing- to- everyone- else- but- me nod. It was a slight movement of her head. I just happened to see it and no one else did. What am I to do with this information? I followed them to the next set of trains. I felt like the old story cop. The cop who must know the ultimate truth of this mystery, no matter where it leads me. So I move on just behind them.

My blood quickens as I lean against a small space of unused wall, watching and waiting. I see the female first. She looks ahead and slips onto the second escalator. The first man is way behind. He walks slowly. He heads to the second escalator like the female. She is almost at the top and he just gets on.

Watching both get on the escalator my job is done. I leave the station, wondering if I am right or wrong. Do they know each other or is my mind playing games on me? Maybe I am just a bit bored today?

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My Hairy Legs!

I was looking for something under my bathroom sink a few days ago.
While my head was in the dark cave under the sink, I noticed I had a bunch of razors. Unused and still wrapped.
I got the razors a long time ago on sale. I have so many, I can mow the park with them!
Well anyways, I bought them to shave all my hairy body parts including my legs.

The trouble now is, what hair?

I like to believe that it is the time when the tables of life, change. The male of our species I believe are about to grow hair from their ears and noses. I cannot seem to stop holding my side from laughing to hard! See how Nature gives than take-th away!!

Is this my time to toss those razors out? If I toss them out, what does it really mean? Is this part of menopause? With such ‘o-pause’ happening around me, should I keep these razors for the future, just in case a really hairy ape..oh… I should say man drops from the sky into my bedroom?

What is next on the menopause list of enjoyment activities? Because frankly shaving was not one of them.

Now I have another problem. What to do with the extra space under the sink?
Lets see, extra vitamins just for women..hmmm. I can fill it up with wrinkle cream, cold cream, acne cream, hemorrhoid cream…….

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The Bubble Burst

My life right now is full of ups and downs. I guess this happens when the bubble bursts and you realize that your family is not full of peaches and cream corn and lively picnics! I am realizing that my parents have/had flaws and my sisters also carry that gene. (Could this mean I am the only perfect one?)

When I was little, my parents were always right, no matter what the topic was about. I got to live my life thinking my mom was the first Jewish Virgin Saint and life was good! My parents in ‘bed’ together, never in a million years!

I hit ‘the age’ recently. The age when you start to see that your parents are real people. I am trying to picture my parents as a man and women, a guy and gal or as young adults having a family of their own.
Why can’t the fairy tale just go on? Why does life suck your fantasy into a vacuum cleaner of despair and maturity? I don’t want my mom to be a real person! Heavens sake she is my mom! Will always be my mom, not a real person!!!

People today blame some stuff on their parents. If I had…If you saw when I was little…..when you…….blah and blah and blah.
My parents gave me the only thing people can pass on- their morals, their views on life, love and the world. To me, my parents gave me that and their lessons have kept me on the right road. They helped me to become the person I am today.
Every generation is taught to teach their kids in a different manner. I grew up in the 60’s and 70’s. Things were different back then. Stuff that our parents did would be considered abuse today, like spanking.
I believe that it is easy to put blame on parents for things that are wrong in ones’ life. Why blame yourself when it is easier to blame another for any faults?
To that I say ‘grow up’

It is not the jeans you didn’t get at age 10 that makes you a person today. Its not the sleep-over party you missed out on that makes you- it is what your parents gave you!

My own parents were and still are awesome. They were big and strong when I was little and as I grew up they helped me become a mature female. A female who is loved by a few, has good friends and is a member of the community. A person who knows right from wrong, good from bad and lives a life on the right track. That is what a parent does. That is what my parents gave me.

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Where Did All the Coffee-House Voices Go?

I might be missing something.

When people ask people to meet for coffee, I always thought that there would be a heavy dose of good conversation. Plus, a good cup of java.
I am wrong, once again.

Take today for an example.
I am sitting in the early morning hours in a rather famous coffee-house and right in front of me where two girls.
Maybe they were in grade 10, 11 or in grade 12. I cannot gauge someone’s age when mine stays at 25!

I leaned closer to hear any juicy gossip about anything when nothing happens..
They both turned on their i-pads or i-phones or cordless phones or…
and they started to text other people.

No wonder our world is a mess! We are losing the art of speaking face to face.
I wondered if this was just an odd day at a coffee shop, so I galloped around town for the day. I poked my head into lots of coffee shops and lo and behold, no one speaks anymore.

Yes, they all sit together at a small round coffee table. Why? I realized that it does one thing-holds your coffee cup. I remember when a coffee shop table had on it:
people holding hands
school books
information that you were sharing around the table
yesterdays, todays and last weeks newspapers
sugar packets/ sugar containers
and tons of napkins

Is this our coffee-house future? Will I spend the rest of my days having to listen to old music that is piped in from music heaven?
Because I hate it when I start to hum a bar or two!

It seems to me that our society is a bit off the marker. Why isn’t speaking face to face important anymore?
It is the foundation of life. I want to know about the person in front of me, wearing the milk moustache.
Not the person far away. Why sit together holding up a perfectly good table/chair combo, when they don’t even communicate with each other?

Does this bug anyone else or am I the only one?
I guess times do change and people do too but I have to tell you all–I do miss the coffee shop voices!

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Introducing-The Tilly Collection, By Doris

I am back!
Its my second post since I took time off!
Things haven’t change much in the blogging world. I am reading about new writers and looking at new posts. I am also getting in touch with my readers from the past.

I have realized that my true passion is writing. I decided that I am going to continue to write my blog and do it more often. I will also write it my way, not what others want.
I will also try to get my greeting card idea off the ground.

“The Tilly Collection” By Doris
is my line of greeting cards. The characters are a married couple from the deep south of the U.S.A.
Some say they might be also be siblings!? (just kidding)
Tilly Brown and Bubba B. Brown are the main characters. They send their thoughts and wishes on different up-to-date topics like:
divorce
weddings
christmas, southern style
mental illness
birthdays
welcoming spring and hay fever!
just dropping a friendly ‘hi’

I went to the library to get some books on blogging, greeting card business, craft business and such!
Oh me, oh my!!
I needed a 5-tonne truck to carry then all out!
Blogging for creatives, Craft business, Profitable artist, and three other greeting card books.
I’ll be reading till winter!
I got to say I am so mixed up by reading these books by these ‘experts.’ Who are these experts and to tell you the truth, I want to be an expert also!?
C’mon don’t you want to be an expert? Its nice on a business card, but I am writing off in a different direction.

So, right now this is what I am aiming to do.
I am taking you all on a magical tour leading to a line of fab-u-lous and successful greeting cards! (I hope and so does my empty pocket-book!)
Don’t forget your helmet and leather gloves!

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My Quest, My Journey, My 50’s!

It has been awhile since I have put pen to paper or should I say fingers on computer buttons?
This past few months have been to me an internal form of hell.

I have been and still am learning new and not so wonderful things about me and my past.
How come this knowledge is taking place now, when I am 50? Not when I was younger and could change more about me and my surroundings?

My quest for information has led me to re-think about my family and other people who were close to me. I am talking about relatives and other relations.
I am not sure if it is too late to change, most people might disagree? I do know that this phase in my life is making me tired. It seems like my mind is always on 24 hours a day!

A thought that has come up is the way I think of my parents. The idea of my parents being real people is seeping into the perfect bubble I have made for them. My parents did no wrong, maybe just like yours?

Right now I am not ready to tell what is happening to me. It is very personal and yes, it might change your view about me. Hell, it changed my view about myself! I will only say that it is good ( still,I am not double jointed) and no, I did not murder anyone!

All I know is that my head is swimming in a pool of mixed up thoughts and emotions. It is the first time in my life that I am feeling that I am on a real journey of some kind.

Is this what the 50’s are for?

Having to look back on my life and re-evaluate is mind numbing and it makes me unsure. Unsure about me, my life, my friends and anything else. (in-between all this stuff, I am looking for work, ha!)
Don’t get me wrong, finding new things about me is great. I am finally understanding why things happened this way and now my life is finally making more sense.

So, I will walk this path till I get to the bottom of me and truly try to understand what I need too. This way I hope to have a less bumping road ahead! Is this wishful thinking?
Thanks for listening!

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Skype Time!

I finally saw it for the first time.

First let me explain, I went to my friend’s family home for Christmas. There was my friend, her sister, her mom and dad and her brother from France. Their other brother lives in Quebec, Canada and has two small kids.
The whole experience started when the computer started to beep, then the phone rang. Our dinner then was put on hold for ten to twenty minutes!

My friend and her whole family ran to the computer smiling and laughing together. I kept on sitting at the dining room table with the ‘mad’ dog. (I will save the ‘mad’ dog for another blog)
They sat around the computer like they were sitting around a fireplace, a hundred years ago.

The whole family sat around the computer screen as the connection got underway.

Finally, the connection was made. One side of Canada to the other by Skype!
My friend’s parents really enjoyed it as they were seeing their grandkids.
I heard baby talk from the dining room!

I don’t know but I got a fuzzy nice feeling in the pit of my stomach. No, I am not being smart or anything.

When the conversation was over and the line was broken, the family came back to the table. It was kind of sad to see but on the other hand..they all got to see and talk to a family member and the kids.
There was sadness but there was a lot of joy also.
That my readers was part of my holidays.

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