Monday, March 31, 2014

I'M BACK.  I have been in computer confusion for the last several days.  I have been trying everytyhing I could think of and now today my computer is working again.  It is magic.  I wish I nw what I did to get it to work again.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

I am a bit nervous this morning as I get ready to go to a Christian Church to lead a Buddhist meditation.  I have to emind myself, yes you can do this.  Yes I can do this.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Showers on and off all day.  Finished the April calendar mailing for the Zen Center, now I just have the spring newsletter to do.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Went to a meeting at 2pm.  Why I ask myself .  At 2pm I want to be on the couch asleep, not sitting at a table looking alert and interested. I am the oldest person at the emeeting,  Those younger folks just don't understand how important naps are to old people like me.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

A storm is coming in.  wind blowing, rain soon.  No complaints here.  Plumbing got clogged up and then my roommate unpluged it so I no longer have worries.  What a good roommate.

Monday, March 24, 2014

Drove to Carmel this morning at 6:30am.  Still dark.  Lights on in the houses in Monterey.  People getting ready for work but in Carmel it is dark.  Most of the houses are unoccupied.  Felt like a ghost town.  We had 7am meditation at the Cherry Center.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

I am reading Rebecca Mead's MY LIFE IN MIDDLEMARCH.  I haven't read MIDDLEMARCH.  I like the book and at the same time feel jealous that she (Mead) can write so well and has had such an interesting literary life.  Oh well life goes on.
It's time for more mystery stories for me.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Still dark this morning.  Heat is on to take off the chill.  Soon I will be up making tea and setting up for the half day sitting in Monterey. I have no answer when I ask myself, so why am I doing this again.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

I have to be up at 5 tomorrow morning.  Actually every Monday and Thursday.  A friend asks me why am I doing this.  Just because.  I actually don't know why I am so committed to these early morning meditation groups.
Have the heater on this morning to take of the chill in the early morning.  Later in the day I will have all the doors open to let in the warm air.  Maybe I should just stay in bed a little longer and avoid the early morning chill.

Monday, March 17, 2014

I am reading COUNTDOWN CITY, book 2 of the last policeman.  This is both a mystery story and science fiction.  I am totally engrossed with it.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The kids and I went to Carmel to practice our detective skills.  We checked out the house that blew up  a week ago.  Was it gas, drugs or terrorist.  There was not a fire, just the walls were blown out.  I think PG&E wants it to be a terrorist attack so they don't have to pay.

Friday, March 14, 2014

I love to read.. Today I finished UNREMARRIED WIDOW by Artis Henderson. I had read a review of the book and requestd it from the library, but when I received it I thought, why do I want to read this so it sat on my table for several weeks. Finally I had to renew it and decided well I just have to read a couple of pages before I return it. I don't like war books. I very much liked this book and I am not sure why.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

At a party this evening I realized I was the mother in law.  I have heard so many jokes about mother in laws that sometimes I just want to hide and pretend to be someone else.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Spoke at two different events today about the fund for homeless women.  Encouraging people to donate to the fund.  None of us know what is best to do but we at the fund are looking for imaginative programs to help homeless women.  It is all an experiment.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

The weather is perfct today.  Too nice to spoil it by watching the nightly news which is always depressing.  I think I will skip it today.

Monday, March 10, 2014

It was so dark and early when my alarm went off at 5am.  Much too early but it is just day light savings time changes.  Had an apple fritter at the coffee house on main street in Carmel with a friend.  I don't really think there is an apple in the fritter, just sugar and flour.  Fried dough.  But still I buy them.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Warm day.  Had a mediocre lunch at Pino'.  Crowds of people attending the jazz weekend. An art show.  Didn't find anything I wanted to buy.  Slow day for me.

Friday, March 7, 2014

Went to see the movie MR. PEABODY AND SHERMAN with six 7th graders.  I now know what it feels like to be invisible.  Adults are not important with this crowd of 12 year olds.  I loved being wth them.

Thursday, March 6, 2014

 A house blew up Monday morning in Carmel, a block from the Cherry Center.  A short paragraph in the back pages of the paper.  What???? A house blew up.  Isn't this important.  The outside walls all blew down.  No one at home.  neighbors windows broken.  The papaer said gas leak. What really happened? I want to know. Houses just don't blow up.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

I had planned to do a whole lot today but didn't.  Just been sitting aorund, reading, checking email.  Did go to one meeting about homeless women.Tomorrow I am very busy.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

The Plein Air writing group met in the rain today.  We sat in the back of the church, warm and quiet and wrote our heart out.  Something about the space called out to us and now I am tired.

Monday, March 3, 2014

The news is so hard to listen to.  Really is another war going to star?.  Has Russia become our enemy again after the decades of somwhat  peaceful coexistance?  More questions then answers.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

I watched a couple of hours of the oscars and now have given up.  I know what I like and it is not so important who gets the award.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

I have started reading THE TENDER LAND by Kathleen Finneran.  it comes from the stack of books I bought some time ago.  I can't remember where I heard about it.  I like it a lot.  I wish I could remember who recommended it so I could thank them.