Things that are on my mind recently:
How I am far more bothered by people dying relatively young in accidents (Natasha Richardson, of course) than by people dying of old age or dying of diseases. Accidents are unpredicatable and scary, but there’s not much you can do to prevent them. I do my best to prevent illness and disease, but short of encasing myself in a bubble for the rest of my life and never being able to experience the world again, I’m just going to have to chance it. I’m really sorry for her family, though.
How even people who consider themselves to be nonconformist and easy-going can get all worked up about wedding planning, especially when looking at other people’s wedding porn (tm Ariel of Offbeat Bride). I confess to being this way myself to a small degree, but knowing the constraints of time, budget, and space, I never let myself get too worked up over stuff other people were doing for their different and/or unusual weddings. Ours, quite frankly, ended up being far more traditional than I expected but there were enough quirky touches to make it our own, I think. I remember posting on Hillary’s blog while she was still working out the last kinks of wedding planning, trying to reassure her that honestly, nobody will notice if the flowers aren’t exactly what you were hoping for. And you won’t notice, either. It’s hard to look back and think that reassurance from anyone who’s already gone through the whole wedding rigamarole would have helped matters for me, because you don’t really know until it’s all over. I hope my comment way back then helped Hillary, and I hope that in the hypothetical future when I am hypothetically doing things for weddings, I’m able to impart a bit of serenity.
That I know a whole lot of people who are currently in the last stages of gestation and will be giving birth soon. (JT, holla!) Am currently working on yet another blanket for an April arrival, and will probably do a hat and booties or something for a friend due in May because I just don’t think I’ll want to be doing blanket knitting once it really warms up.
That we just went through the warmest, dry-est winter I can remember since I moved to Denver. We’ve hardly had any snow at all and it’s been mostly in the 50s and 60s for all of February and March. What the hell, Colorado? Where’s all my snow? I only got to see ploofs ONE TIME this year. ONE TIME ploofspotting is not enough for my necessary ploof quotient. WHERE ARE MY PLOOFS? (I do realize that having written this, the universe will hear my hue and cry and we’ll get another March blizzard that dumps 2 feet of snow downtown or something.)
And tonight, we’re having an out-of-town friend over for dinner who we haven’t seen since New Year’s Eve of – 01 to 02 I think? Should be fun!