Stormy Weather
On April 4, 2016 by Speranza
I hate it when people blame the weather for feeling down. If you have ever lived in the UK you quickly realize that if you are not going to go out till it stops raining/blowing/raining you are basically not going out for a very, very long time.
Say, your next birthday.
That said, it’s very disappointing to go away somewhere warm as a smug strategy for hurrying spring along only to find that it’s not only still snowing upon your return but there are gusts of wind that are shaking the house till it moans like an old clipper ship.
I always imagine those antique maps with that chubby cloud dude with the big cheeks in the corner, cupping his hands and blowing as hard as he can; but this is just my own meteorological whimsy to mask the terror within.
I just paid for that roof …
Anyway, the fact is, I have been feeling really down lately about almost everything and really unable to get out from under it, waking up after hardly sleeping feeling as though I have swallowed a stone, that type of thing. I have always especially liked that quote about “not building a monument to your unhappiness” and I try very hard not to do that, especially since I know intellectually that so many things are extremely right in my life and how lucky I am, but sometimes it’s just too hard to be brave all.the.time.
Recovering from what I really hope was “only” an evil stomach flu this past week has not aided the cause either since once you’ve had a kicking like that, it’s a slow crawl back to wellness. Today I came downstairs after seeing my reflection (I’ve been wearing ugly, over-sized man pajamas and lumberjack socks for a few days now and I have the face of a well-used bathmat) and I asked The General how he could sit opposite me when I looked like this:
I hope he wasn’t really listening since he agreed quite brightly and then returned to his book before realizing this may not have been the response of choice.
Anyway, I have already listened to this once today after YEARS of not hearing it and yet again, it made me laugh.
I love Dana Carvey so much.
The orchestra really makes it …
Brilliant, yes.
And,I love that movie as you know.
Merci as always!