• Yesterday, I was talking to my best friend on the phone, while sitting on the porch glider. About 5 minutes into our call, I saw a deer run across the street toward our house, run up the driveway and then to the corral and the woods. Luckily a car slowed down and the deer made it safely.
We continued talking. I’d say it was about 20 minutes later when a fawn – THE fawn – also ran across the street, jumped the culvert and ran in the same direction as the other deer. This fawn is very, very small, by the way. It became clear that the deer that I saw earlier was the fawn’s mom.
Both times, I held my breath, praying that they would cross the road safely. Remember, this is a very busy road.
Later in the conversation – maybe 10 minutes later? – I looked up to see the fawn on the front lawn, clearly still looking for mom. I stood up because I knew I had to stop her/him from running across the street again. As soon as we locked eyes, she reversed and ran back up into the woods.
After we finished talking, I put on my muck boots and walked through the woods, looking for mom and baby. I never saw them. So I kept watch for a couple of hours, just in case I needed intervene. Poor baby was frantically looking for mom! But she never came back so I have to think they found each other.
And that’s how I proceeded to worry about the fawn for about 3 hours.
• In other news, Jim Parsons messaged me on Instagram yesterday with the news that Spoiler Alert (the movie we worked on) is coming to theaters on December 2nd. Whoo hoo! This is very exciting. It will premier less than a year since we wrapped the film, which was on December 10th of last year. I can’t wait for you to see it.
• Day three of the January 6th Committee Hearings is today at 1:00 pm EST. Be there or be square.
• We got up around 5:30 this morning and soon after that, we had a morning thunderstorm. There’s something about early morning thunderstorms that I love. Sipping a hot cup of coffee, lamps on because it’s still somewhat dark, and thunder and lightning filling the skies. Very cozy.
• Question for introverts: Have you run into problems with some friends who don’t understand what an introvert is? Or take your need for home/quiet/solitude personally? That’s what Laural and I were talking about yesterday. (Note: Laural completely understands and accepts me and she’s an extrovert. I was talking to her about other friends.)
I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Okay.
Stay safe.
Happy Thursday.
I enjoy your thoughtful blogs. I like that you respond to most comments. I like that you don’t always include one million pictures with twenty words. I understand what am introvert it and have taught several. I should rephrase…who not what. I was shy in school. I was an extrovert as an adult having to be so in social circumstances and owning my own business. At heart, I am neither. I am Mom and Nama and friend…I love and respect. I love my time when family comes. I love my alone time. I am just me. I like to just be. Thank you for your dedication. Thank you for being the person you are to the rest of us. Thank you for being the unique person you are. I am glad I met you on your blog.
Oh bless you, Brenda! Your words mean a great deal to me. You’re so kind. I’m glad you discovered this blog.
Stay safe.
I hope they found each other. I’ll bet you are right. Our version of your thunderstorm was about 2 a.m. — it moved fast if part of the same front. We were in the 90s yesterday. It’s supposed to cool off later this week and in fact this morning has a pleasant breeze. (But it’s still morning.)
And thanks for posting the time of today’s hearing. I was just thinking I needed to check it to judge my day because of course I will sit riveted again. And glad to learn when your movie will be released. Is that pretty fast turnaround? It seems like it to me but I don’t really know the film business that well.
I don’t know that I’ve had that problem/issue with friends not understanding the introvert part of me. Or take it personally. I will say that Covid precautions have provided a “rationale” for hanging home or not being out much — both because for me it makes sense and others “get it.” I can’t count the number of invitations I’ve turned down for seeing Broadway tours at our performing art center (once they were back) or other things. With Rick sick now, I realize how easy it is for someone to get it — and how hard it can hit, even with all the right shots.
I’m dealing with one friend in particular who has been kind, but still takes it personally even in the midst of a pandemic when we’re not socializing with anyone other than on the phone and virtually. It’s been frustrating and somewhat painful, but I will not apologize for who I am. Those days are over.
How is Rick feeling?
Stay safe, Jeanie.
I’ve had one person who takes my pandemic-protection/stay-at-home decisions so personally that she has stopped calling me but she was always casual about the masks and somewhat snide about Covid as if it were a big to-do about nothing. I can’t make her understand how vulnerable I am, were I to contract Covid; nothing I say to sink in with her, that my immune system is poor and I don’t take in the vaccine as strongly as she might (although at this point, she had the first round of vaccine and then never did another one, whereas I’ve had the four shots which I guess means I’m double boosted … ? … I can never get all that straight!).
Our town newspaper, only published twice a week here in Southern Calif, had an article yesterday which gave the current lowdown and my town is, at the moment, surging quite heavily with cases again; at the current date, from March 2020, there have been 10,000 people in our town who’ve contracted the virus, so it’s a third of the population as we top out at about 30,000 townspeople. I was in my usual passenger-seat position for errands yesterday, not just in my own town but in a larger nearby one of about 150,000 population and I was disheartened to see so many maskless people, of all ages, all genders. I swear I saw NO ONE wearing a mask at various locations; only my husband! And it was in the noon hour; a lot of people out-&-about; a lot of kids out of school; busy-busy, crowded.
What’s wrong with people? It’s just allowing the virus to mutate/replicate or whatever the word is, so that we’ll keep getting variants and never knock this down. I think it truly will be the case that I’ll be wearing a mask for the rest of my life to protect myself from my fellow humans, and it makes me sad, not so much about the mask, but about PEOPLE. It’s just so much selfishness and stupidity.
My husband just got back from the exceedingly-busy grocery store (we only have one big-box grocery store in our town, so everybody goes there; it’s always busy, day or night) and he said there really was just no one in the store at all who were wearing masks; in fact, he said two guys were making fun of masks and he figures it was targeted at him, the apparent lone mask-wearer among ‘way too many other customers. He ran into an old neighbor of ours (former house/neighborhood) who is never masked and doesn’t believe in Covid (she’s a nice, elegant and beautiful woman [slim, willowy, fit; unbelievably still has blonde-brown hair on her head without a trace of gray or white] whom I can’t even really call ‘elderly’; cultured in terms of education/travel, intelligent woman of age 75; her father was once with the State Dept and she grew up in France) and she impulsively leaned in to hug him, which prompted my husband to spontaneously reel backward, she was momentarily perplexed and almost alarmed by his reaction; again, it’s all so awkward and stressful, isn’t it … I just people wouldn’t get offended by our individual-personal choices to exercise caution in what still sure seems like a pandemic.
Same, we wear masks but hardly see anyone in them when we’re in the store.
What the ???
I will never understand these people. The numbers are up everywhere and you’re not wearing a mask? Don said he was the only guy in the grocery store wearing a mask, as well.
We have a friend who wears a mask, but is much more social than we are and I always sense a little judgement as to our precautions – as if we are a little over-the-top. I’m over it.
I believe most people understand what differentiates an introvert from an extrovert. I agree with Brenda that I must use my extrovert (shadow?) for many social interactions. And, it is difficult for me to push myself forward to comment in groups. So tiring.
I like the views of your life that you share with us, especially books and dollhouses.
Oh, I’ve had to perform as an extrovert for all of my career, which involves working with lots of people for hours and hours. I can do it, but it’s exhausting.
Thanks so much, Martha.
Stay safe.
I’m sure mom and baby found each other. I would have been worrying about them too.
Being an introvert….I think I have lost friends when I was much younger because I turned down too many invitations for things. I find it less a problem at my age now. The true friends understand. Were the others actually friends anyway? I struggled for years to balance my needs with social expectations. I always felt I was lacking. I’ve made peace with who I am now. I think retirement has made things easier. When I was young and in school or working I was with people so much I really needed the alone time. Now I get much more time to myself so I find the times I do socialize more welcome. I think I’ve found the balance.
Take care
The thing to remember is that we have to be true to who we truly are. If others can’t handle that, it’s their loss.
Stay safe Marilyn.
Hi Claudia,
I’d worry about that baby for hours too :)
As a life-long introvert, I’ve know a few people who didn’t understand why I would rather “stay in” than be part of a crowd. It pained me in my twenties but by my 50’s I at last reached the point where I just didn’t care what people thought anymore. Lord, that brought me so much peace.
My whole life I was an office worker, mostly in higher ed. Now I read how office culture is changing since the pandemic – for the better, as far as I’m concerned. No more goofy “team building” stuff or fake camaraderie around the birthday cake of someone you don’t even know and never work with. In my last job before retirement our division VP really went for that stuff. My job was fun, and challenging, and I loved the people I worked with. I just wanted to just get on with it and not spend 3-4 days off campus in meetings and group activities with the extended staff of our division I never saw or worked with. They actually paid someone to spend a year doing Myers-Briggs profiles of all 120-some people in our division. Don’t get me started on the harm I believe THAT did! Then again that was the heady days of endless $$ for crap like that. Just before I left, enrollment was falling and money was tight. No more “retreats” and the personality guru was gone.
Now I happily spend time in my own company reading and crafting and doing projects around the house. I have long phone conversations with friends and family. My husband, a bit younger, is still working and probably never will retire (he’s going to “consult,” he says). I love him to bits but can’t imagine having him around 24/7!
One disappointment: we don’t travel since Covid. He runs a non-profit promoting a global necessity (water technology). While I worked I went with him as much as I could (Amsterdam, London, Sweden, 2 trips to Paris) He’d have meetings during the day while I’d explored solo. I’d go to the social events in the evening and get to meet lots of corporate big shots and that was fun. We always beyond his meeting schedule so we could spend days together too. That all dried up with the pandemic. He only just recently resumed traveling – a trip to Singapore where a member of the U.S. group immediately tested positive.
One final thought about my working days and the endless, ENDLESS meetings I’ve sat through. Being a quiet introverted person had its advantages in that whenever I did speak up, people tended to listen and take what I said seriously.
Well, as you can see I think being an introvert is a very good thing while still loving my extroverted friends. Take care.
Kay in SE WI
This is the challenge. Because I work in theater and therefore have to be ‘on’ people don’t understand that it is essentially a role I play . It’s sincere, I work hard, but it’s draining. When I coach, I have to perform. When I’m in a social situation, I have to perform on some level.
No more.
Thanks so much for sharing this, Kay.
Stay safe.
Exactly, this is what my husband complains about. Being “on” in all these social situations where I’m simply the “wife of.” I’m free to bask in the admiration of companies and individuals foreign and domestic for him and his work. He has to constantly “sell” himself.
I believe I am an introvert also. But I am married to someone who talks to everyone in the neighborhood, while I talk to no one. I grew up a military brat and I think that had something to do with it. We moved a lot and sometimes I would just not be welcome at the new school. When we moved to MS right before my senior year, all my class mates thought I had a reason for being there. I was going to single handedly desegregate their school system. So I was not welcome.
Oh, that must have been so hard for you! I’m sorry you had to deal with that.
Stay safe!
i am sure the deer family found each other. while i don’t wish you worry, i love that you care enough about animals to worry and watch out for and help them. thank you.
that’s great news about the premiere of “spoiler alert”! will watch for it. thanks for letting us know.
to your question for introverts … thankfully i haven’t had pressure from friends to go, go, go and get out there if i didn’t want to. from one boyfriend that i thought i would marry, yes … and he’s long gone (for other reasons). i think that’s because my friends were/are introverts themselves, respect(ed) me being one (without any of us having ever used the term “introvert”) or at least understood that my social work job took so much out of me that i needed time to myself. also, in my teens and early 20s, i did get out more than i do now, pushing myself to explore life in bigger and maybe more extroverted ways. that came to a screeching halt by the time i reached about 25. pre-covid, i would go out with friends for time- and activity-specific things like walking an art gallery, going to an antique shop or a movie, etc. there have been exceptions, of course, because i love my friends (same with job opportunities and doing those cruise talks). i’ve never been one to go to restaurants much (same for all my family) and stopped going to bars almost 40 years ago. now we continue our friendships through calls, text messages, etc. and when covid turns into an endemic? will wait and see and hope for the best… in every way.
happy, safe thursday to you all.
kathy
I did a lot in my twenties – I think most of us do. But as we mature and get a stronger sense of who we are, things change.
Thanks, Kathy.
Stay safe.
“Have you run into problems with some friends who don’t understand what an introvert is? Or take your need for home/quiet/solitude personally?” Well, like most everybody I’ve known/know? For some reason, I wind up surrounded in my life with extroverts including my own husband and MY best friend AND my father when he was alive. It really presents a challenge. Mother was somewhat similar to myself; not entirely. I guess I soaked her up plenty.
I don’t think my parents were extroverts at all. But I think my mom became a bit of an extrovert when she got older.
Thanks, Vicki.
Stay safe.
Oh, yes!! I have felt that lack of understanding from friends. When I need time to renew & refresh, they take it personally. That is so difficult for me to come to terms with, because, of course, it isn’t!! It is self preservation. I have done all the explaining I plan to do. I am honest & to the point. I just can’t let the stress do me in. I am suffering from a bout of Shingles right now brought on by stress. Not worth it!!
I’m so sorry about the shingles. That’s awful.
Yes. I had to go through something recently where I felt I had to ‘explain’ myself. It was exhausting. NO MORE.
Thanks so much, Chris. Feel better.
Stay safe.
kathy, thx for your kind words!! It has been a crazy stressful few weeks which resulted in Shingles. Adding to it all, my hubs is receiving a community award for his activities in the Arts in our little Village next Wed followed by our 50th on Friday. I have been feeling overwhelmed, so my dear family told me that fretting isn’t necessary…that we can celebrate all of it quietly sometime over the weekend of the 4th. That has made a huge difference. Your offer of prayers & virtual flowers ranks right up there as well.Thanks kathy!!
oh, chris! sorry you have shingles! :( i pray that you have no pain and will heal quickly and completely.
sending a virtual hug and flowers your way.
kathy
Chris, I was going back reading comments I’d missed: SO sorry you have shingles. Gosh, my mother had them and I can recall Dad and I tending to those ‘wounds’ and it was so painful for her. Many people get it at the waist but hers was all over her back and just ’round into the breast/chest area; poor Mom. I was glad she couldn’t see a lot of it. I think frequently that I should have that shingles vaccine and then I just never do it. Best wishes, HEALING wishes for you to feel better soon; I know it takes awhile to get shingles out of your body. I’m so sorry you have to go thru this!
Thx, Vicki! Yes, it has been a painful experience. I actually had the 1st vaccine that was available several years ago. I just never went back for the newer one. Info says 2-4 weeks. I am into week 2. The never ending itching is horrible. Thx again, Vicki!
I just learned yesterday that my sister has shingles. I hope you both feel better soon.
STRESS can bring a Shingles onset. I know your sister has certainly had that going on. In her life. This pain is difficult to explain. At the beginning, I truly thought I was having a heart attack. I will keep Meredith close in thoughts & prayers.
This time (she’s apparently had them 5 different times) she doesn’t have pain, but they are very, very itchy.
xo
I’m an introvert married for 46 years to an extrovert. We balance each other. I have no issues when he needs to go out and mingle and he has no issues because I’d rather stay home. He knows that I’d be miserable at some social events and I know that he’d be miserable staying home. It works for us, thank goodness.
It sounds like you two support each other and that’s wonderful!
Stay safe.
I’m an introvert married to an extrovert and he struggles STILL to understand, even after 30-something years together. He winds up going to certain social things without me (pandemic of course has changed everything, or given me a good excuse!) and it’s not optimal, he hates it, then I worry I hold him back. I don’t know if we’ll ever gain common ground on our diverse personalities, although we power thru the negatives and aim for the positives.
Well, I’ve done my best to explain what being an introvert entails to a close friend. Stock response from said person: You don’t seem like an introvert. Because, I suppose, I work in the theater and I can be social if required. What that person does not understand is that I much prefer not having to be social and when I do have to do that, I must retreat to my home immediately after.
Sigh.
Man can I relate to what you’re saying Claudia! I can be very chatty (just like I am on ‘paper’ [here, on the blog; ‘way too chatty]) and can usually talk to just about anybody on anything … but, to a point, as I find it absolutely exhausting. I mean, I can ‘turn it on’ when I have to, but I prefer the ‘off’ button. “Quiet” is like medicine for me.
I’ve been thinking a lot of how much I could benefit from a different environment. To live somewhere other than fast-paced Southern California, where there seem to be a lot of very stressed-out people. People who don’t care how they affect someone else.
I was at the cemetery Sunday and you needed a traffic cop out there; true, Father’s Day brings out people to lay flowers on the graves of their loved ones. But pop-up canopies and pup tents, coolers, loud music? Groups of 20 or 30 people gathered, like a party, stepping on the flowers of other graves in their same vicinity which are of OTHER people’s deceased loved ones? The cemetery is not a park, it’s not lakeside, it’s not the seaside. It’s a solemn, sacred burial ground. How can you be at your loved one’s grave in prayer, when you can’t hear yourself think due to loud music?
Like, at the beach on Saturday, and I know it’s tourist season now and it was Father’s Day weekend, you just couldn’t ‘move’ around easily with so many people everywhere; it just wore me out, with us trying to find anywhere to even park the car away from somebody else (and we’ve got miles of beach, but it was like this everywhere; and just so much traffic). You see people walking on the dunes and plant-life, when there are big signs saying to stay OFF that area, but they walk on it anyway.
Again, I know I’m speaking generally, but there’s a rude boldness out there which didn’t used to exist. I know of one beach house whose driveway is private; I stayed at that house a million years ago. It’s next to what is now a surfer’s beach. I saw some surfers pulling in there and using this homeowner’s gate to gain access to the beach; the homeowner must have left the gate open, unless somehow these people were known to them, but I don’t think so. It’s like, is anybody out there anymore afraid of consequence, or do they just act, in fear of nothing or nobody? Just do what you want to do, no matter upon whom you tread?
I know that’s quite a generalization about stressed-out (selfish) people in my surroundings; maybe it’s because I’ve been shut down even more than I’d been pre-pandemic, but from my perch as observer, from something as simple as sitting in the car’s passenger seat, waiting for my husband to get back from an errand for us, I notice a startling number of insolent and fractious people, no ‘niceness’, which makes me wonder how much is bothering people, from politics, to doubts about our democracy, to the economy; what? It’s like trigger-anger; blast it out before thinking first, courtesy out the window.
There’s so much enmity out there; one expression of it in my town is a constant barrage of graffiti all over everything, like who stays up nights trying to deface my entire town with their rage and threats, which includes schools, people’s houses, public buildings, nice stone walls/fencings; why? And fireworks are illegal here, but we’ve had tons every night for the past week already, which has sent out poor rescue dog into such a panic that we’ve had to ‘up’ his meds when we’ve already worked so hard with him for over three months to try to ease his fears (trying a ThunderShirt tomorrow; hoping the swaddling effect of it might help). These aren’t like fireworks from my youth; I have no idea where these people are getting the huge boom-boom types which make us jump out of our skin. It sounds like we’re getting bombed. And Fourth of July is still two weeks away.
I’m already in a pretty small town. So, I don’t quite know the answer about how to slow the pace and find people to live around who lead calmer lives (with kindness). But we had a terrible experience yesterday at a very busy drive-thru ‘restaurant’ when the truck in front of us missed a turn in the line (arrows pointing the cars here and there), apparently got angry because we couldn’t back up (had a car behind us), screeched away, burning rubber. Very violent, high-drama motions/movements. Again, who has that kind of explosive anger, just over lining up for a sandwich? Anybody THAT tuned up shouldn’t be behind the wheel.
It got worse; this same truck tried to merge in our part of the line minutes afterward (the arrows pointing the way to the drive-up window weren’t set up right, so it was probably a case of each driver thinking the other had the right of way); anyway, this annoyed my husband and we know now, we should have just let the truck cut in (big bully truck, one of those on the jacked up wheels and blacked-out windows), but we didn’t (and neither had the car in front of us). So the truck driver nearly rammed my passenger door as a result; I’m talking an inch from my window. Making the point to us. I was terrified. I couldn’t see anything; my vision was blocked by this monster truck.
Come to find, this was a WOMAN driver; I couldn’t see anything, as I said, but she apparently jumped out from beneath the wheel of her truck and began to pound on the passenger-side/backseat window of our car with her fists til I thought she’d break the glass. Our dog was right there and lunged at her, all sixty pounds of him. She scared him to death and he’s become quite protective of us anyway. He was leashed to the rear-seat seatbelts (for his travel safety); thank God our windows were up with the air conditioning on and the doors were locked.
In hindsight, at that moment, I wish I would have had the thought in my head to dial 911 and ask for assistance from a police officer. I guess we were in denial that this was going to keep escalating.
So, she got back in her truck, got behind us in the slow, slow line of 20 cars and I thought we’d never get to the order taker. Apparently the entire time, this woman in the truck had been loudly cursing at us every step of the way (her window was down, ours were still up, so we didn’t hear) to where she appeared to have lost her voice (hoarse and losing volume) from the yelling of every profanity imaginable. She took it out on the poor order-taker standing on the asphalt parking lot, taking orders before you ever get to the drive-up window. My husband and I of course realized that this truck-driver woman was clearly insane; dangerously psycho; and that she wasn’t letting go of it. We strategized how to make the quickest exit possible and to ditch her, which we did, and although I hope that was the end of it, she certainly had plenty of time to write down our vehicle license number.
I’m uneasy for sure. It left me rattled, in tears; I’m already an anxiety-riddled person to some extent. But I have never in my life ever been in such an instance with an out-of-control person like her. (I mean, I had a mentally-ill homeless man pound on my car window once, demanding money, but he disappeared quickly; it was an over and done-with kind of thing. But this on Saturday was different. The woman was unhinged. And I never once saw her face, so I don’t know the age or anything; all I know is that I was scared; what if she’d been one of those with a gun?)
Again, how are there people in our midst in such a disturbed mental state to react in such a way. This woman reminded me of the recent video pieces they’ve been showing us from the Jan 6 hearings, of that crazed mob at the Capitol. Frenzied, crazed, angry, dangerous people. Yelling profanities. Just like her.
So, yeah, where can I live where there’s gentle living; quiet, calm, sanity; civility and respect. And how about a little reserve; a little self-control; some refinement, and a lot of courtesy. Where are the normal people who embody gracious living and live by the Golden Rule? For my introverted self, I can’t be in this other kind of negative environment with crude bullying people. There has to be a more peaceful place than where I am residing, for the years of living I have remaining. I’ve gotta find that country road to somewhere; soon!
Oh, how frightening for you and your husband! Perfectly awful! To see someone with such rage is unsettling and, in these times, dangerous. I’m so glad you made it through, but my god! Yes, I think if anything like that happens in the future, a call to the police should be made.
There seems to be such anger everywhere. I see it in the idiot Proud Boys and Oath Keepers/insurrectionists and the MAGAs that say vile things and threaten anyone who disagrees with them. We’re angry at what they did on Jan 6th and, obviously, at Trump and his cronies. The difference is that most of us would never resort to violence. It’s unthinkable. That so many people would is appalling.
Peace. That’s what we all need. It seems increasingly hard to find.
xo
Wow, I was crying my heart out there with the long comment and you were sweet enough to even reply, so thank you. I was just watching something earlier on TV tonight (CNN) and there was a lot of commentary on this extremism and how dangerous it is ‘out there’; of course Adam Kinzinger just shared today of his most-recent death threat, saying ‘violence is coming’. It’s chilling. Never thought I’d see it in my lifetime. I yearn, yearn, yearn, YEARN for my past life, when life seemed more whole; and there wasn’t all this unease and fear. I’m reclusive anyway; but, man, I just want to stay home this summer, keep a low profile. My husband says, “Don’t give in to it, Vicki.” But I just want to burrow and feel protected. Thank God people like you and me love to be home, Claudia, with our comforting things all around us like our books, music, projects and hobbies; and things lovingly collected; memories in them! My old house needs so much work but I’m grateful for a safe harbor.
Indeed peace. John Lennon: Give peace a chance.
We regularly say to each other that we just want to retreat from the world. I understand, Vicki.
Stay safe.
xo
Hi Claudia, I think I am an introvert with extrovert tendencies! I enjoy spending time with people I know very well but plunk me down in the middle of a party and I will be looking for the exit….or a cat or dog. I love spending time on my own and have 8-10 hours a day sometimes where that happens.
One friend is an introvert too so fully understands having time alone. Another friend is on the go all the time. Once she asked me to join her on a bus trip shopping all day with her ladies group. I believe I said I would rather have hot pokers shoved in my eyes. She never asked me again.
Looking forward to seeing Spoiler Alert!
Take care Claudia.❤️
Robin
Thank you very much for your thoughts, Robin.
Stay safe.
Just finished watching the Committee, I can only think of one word, riveting!
This has been so well done. Looking forward to the next one. I definitely would be worried about the baby deer too. My husband just called and said his mother has Covid. We were both with her while visiting her at her assisted living facility. No!! It seems like another wave of Covid is happening, even Dr. Fauci!! We will have to home test now. I have no apologies for being an introvert. At my career, I was working with the public all day. I do not miss that at all! I miss the pets but not the owners. It seems like everyone who reads your blog have a lot in common. I know I love that I found your blog.
Pray I don’t have Covid!😩 Take care!
Unbelievable testimony today! I was so hyped up afterward that I had to meditate.
Prayers that you both stay healthy, Deb!
Stay safe.
I’m sure mama and baby found each other. Sounds like you need a “deer crossing” sign on the road. You are close to a creek aren’t you? The wildlife (in our very dry climate) predictably follows those water highways; I don’t know if that’s the same for you. How lucky you are to have the wild critters to watch and enjoy!
I’ve never really questioned my personality type. Like Brenda, I just am. But I found I have many introvert qualities after reading “Quiet” and I found that I can understand the true introverts in my family better by equating their need for time alone to my need for a fairly quiet environment. I feel like it’s about one’s tolerance level. That said, I was always so quiet, shy and bookish as a kid and it was interesting to discover the “ham” in me as a teacher! Life is better with diversity and kindness, for sure.
The creek is across the street and I’m sure they’re going there for water.
Thanks so much, Roxie.
Stay safe.
Both my husband and I qualify as introverts. We are both very happy with our own, and each other’s, company and find many social situations quite stressful. A semi-regular dinner with 3 other couples is something we enjoy, or of course getting together with close family is great too, but too many more than that is a bit much.
I do find it’s a bit easier when you can hide behind your professional role. I was a teacher for about 40 years, and he was a lawyer for about the same period of time. Both professions require one to be something of an actor which means one can almost play out the role: in fact I’d argue that being a teacher is a lot about acting! You can have a headache, feel absolutely dreadful, want to curl up and die, but you still have to paste that empathetic smile on and get on with the day.
No native deer here, they are truly an invasive pest species, but we sit and watch Red-necked wallabies, wombats, pademelons (a bit like kangaroos that shrank in the wash: do a Google image search: cuteness alert) and echidnas which is just as nice.
Yes, I agree – as a teacher, I feel that every class I taught was a performance. That’s the kind of energy you have to have!
Stay safe, Denise.
I watch the deer in my neighborhood and they seem to cross the road ok but its a dead end so not much traffic. However this road feeds to a big road and yes I see deer who do not make it up on that road all the time. I hate it. The little one’s are so sweet to watch. Exciting news about the movie coming out in Dec. Yay. I haven’t been able to watch the hearings but I’m so happy the truth is coming out even if it sounds like fiction! What a crazy world we live in right now.
You really should watch them, Linda. You can find them on C-Span or on the website for the Jan 6th Committee. I strongly believe every American should watch them.
Stay safe!
I will take some time this weekend to do so. I agree we should all watch. I’ve been at the Dr’s and ER so have missed a lot. I’m doing ok but have had some heart issues. Getting old isn’t fun.
Oh no! You poor thing! Are you feeling better, Linda?
Sending you love and prayers.
xo