🦎🚘 Anoliville Tale
Spouse and I arrived at our FL villa. We were tired and jet-lagged.
We open the door to get in, set down our luggage and IMMEDIATELY notice this little baby Anoli jumps inside too with us! He’s now ahead of us by the front door, clutching his tiny Anoli suitcase initialed “A” _very impressive_ and screaming ‘VACAY TIME YO’. Hmmm now what?! Spouse ‘as it usually goes in any situation that involves harmless, defensless at best, completely terrified of humans, little tiny creatures’, jumps, leaps and screams..and now!? He’s in the kitchen way far from the imminent danger zone! Leaving me behind one km away! ‘WHAT WAS THAT?!!!’ He screamed! He’s 6’6.
I’m used to this by now of course! So I patiently coax little A back outside, all while he’s insisting and protesting ‘but I’m harmless!!! Look at me for Goodness’ Sakes!!! C’MON!!!! At least let me see what’s inside for once!!! I’m really tired of peeking through the screen! Can I can I can I??pleasaaase!’. His frontal little Anoli claws conjoining together and begging!
Me: ‘sorry little one! Can’t! Hubster is terrified of you and finds you a bit intimidating! Please don’t take it personal’!
Lil A jumps in definace! Gaaa I’m really tired but I’m also really loving watching him up close and personal inside my house, where he looks soooo cute! I seriously wished I could keep’m, show him around, have a French pressed coffee together by the pool, watching him stretch his tiny little legs, Chat it up about the latest in Anoli-Ville! Nope! None of that was going to happen! Alas…I had to basically attempt to scare the little guy off with all what was left of my human strength!
I waved my hands, he jumped inside the coat closet by the door! Spouse yelling again: ‘make yourself look bigger and shoo him out’! I contemplated responding ‘yah..he’s not a bear! Won’t work now anyway, he’s already on his way to the bedroom! Go snuggle’ but I didn’t think he’ll find it funny! So I upped up my game to say adios to little A, picked him up by his little tail and gently placed him outside the door!
Bye little A! I’m sure I’ll see you around xo.
Note: sure enough! I did see him around attempting to catch a ride to the beach
You made it to FL! Aaaah the pool, the sunshine…Heaven! You try on one of your bathing suits that you left there _not that long ago really_ and with full anticipation on your face, you say to your spouse in the other room ‘OMG…😃 technically I can still fit into it’!!! Then you run to the mirror, you look, 🤨…
– Voice in your head: yup! You sure can still fit into it but……..
– You answer back: But ..what??
– Voice in your head: well…
– You: well WHAT?
– Voice in your head: 🤔 ..well look! 👉..you are bulging a bit and ‘stuff’ aren’t as ..you know
– You: stuff are…what???😯😡
– Voice: um…stuff aren’t as they used to be – You: As used to be???!!! Spit it out already!!!
– Voice: ….they used to be more…contained?! 🤭
– You: oh well! Just go away and leave me alone!
So you go to the pool area, your spouse takes one look at you! ‘You’ are expecting ‘oh wow! You look great and you still fit in it!!! Just ..wow!!’. Instead you get: ‘The landscapers are here, incase you don’t want them staring!’ Now what do you say to that?! Here’s what you do: First, you do this 👍..Then?! You wave to the landscapers and say ‘how’s it going?!’ Then! you smile carelessly and blurt ‘who’s gonna look at this anyway!’ Then you snap the edge of your bathing suit 👙 in a defiant gesture and it makes that weirdly satisfying snappy sound and you plant yourself on that lounge chair by the pool 🕶 ☀️ 🏊♀️ and you feel so proud of yourself! 👍 Cheers 🥂
I was trying to sketch again today…I also wanted to write today…I decided to comment on a favourite blog first..today! Below is my comment on that blog…
I decided to share it here in my modest blog’s ‘studio room’. I picture my blog ‘here’, as a studio room compared to others amazingly spacious blogs :)…I kinda like this analogy :)… My little tiny studio room of a blog! Tucked in behind a deserted alley…No one ventures around my little studio blog…I drive my car here alone every time…I park it quietly! It’s always dark around…but I never bring a flashlight let alone fix my very old ‘broken’ light in-front of my tiny studio blog! Now don’t get me wrong, I do not hate visitors to my little studio blog! I just want them to find me on their own, at their own pace…I am in no rush…I am comfortable here alone…I can stretch out…I can sing and dance…I can write and write until the alarm goes off ‘time to go now! Say bye to your little studio blog’! I stop writing…I look around me..I smile…’see you soon my tiny studio blog :))))’.
My comment on one of my favourite blogs earlier today is below:
‘To give the self permission to just relax and ‘write’ words that speak to the soul, our soul…others’ souls, can be frightening…At least to me! Why’s that?!
I think it’s due to ‘the list’ following me wherever I go! I go to my roasting lab (I roast coffee for a living for years now after quitting a sparklier career in corporate design), the list follows me there…I could hear its footsteps rushing behind me! I try not to look behind me..I comeback to my house, it’s waiting for me there… tapping its fingers impatiently on the edge of the chair! …’How did it get there before me??? Oh wait! This is my list’s cousin! They have very similar hard features. That pointy nose, those tightly closed lips and those judging eyes and oh that narrowing gaze!’ The gaze that says ‘You’ must do this, must attend to that, must choose time wisely today or things won’t get done! Work, emails, chores, working out, taking the dog for a run, oh and also…_ long skinny finger pointing upwards then doing a quick circle in the air_ there’s lots of dust on that high shelf’! Then even when I try responding: yes yes I know! Who notices that shelf anyway?!! The list jumps in ‘well I see it! So it needs done! You’re behind’ _ its eyes now rolling_
The perfectionist personality that wants ‘everything’ done and done properly!
The guilt from so many things that ‘shouldn’t’ cause guilt! My rational mind knows better!! My logic detects a flaw in my sense of guilt! But nonetheless, relaxing and enjoying a leisurely activity feels hard to attain!’
It was the first snow of the season! She came back from stocking up the local grocery store with coffee…Took off her raincoat, her rubber boots, her scarf and …hat..‘Really?!! Did I just wear all of those items?!But… don‘t they belong to…….winter!!!! She thought to herself! She sat down, and with her elbow rested on her desk, she brushed her hair back with her fingers for the 5th time in a row, or …was it the 6th or the 7th?! ‘She thought to herself’! Then immediately decided it neither mattered nor did it make any difference…She was simply attempting to be truthful to her thoughts at that exact very moment. That’s all! After all, It was the first snow of the season this morning! Too early for Sep 12?! Yes, at least in a lot of places around the world! But not where she lives in the mountains! Where that word ‘snow’ seems to be part of folks’ daily vcabulary…And sometimes, that word ‘snow’ feels like…it takes over everything around…not just the surfaces of buildings, structures of cars and roofs of houses…But it rather somehow manages to settle on human hearts too…The first fall of snow, seems like it always changes ‘everything’!!! The look on people’s faces at the grocery store is a mixture of nostalgia and sadness…At least… to her! They smile, they may even share a random joke and might even laugh, but to her?! She can still detect a sense of …loss even in their smiles and their laughs. They might not even be aware of it! But ‘she’ sees it! Is it true?! or is it her imagination running wild again??? See, she is never sure…After all…It was: The First Snow of The Season.