#MondayMusings

         It’s Monday, so it’s time to muse!  Today I am rocking out to pure nostalgia.  Anyone who knows me at all knows I am passionate about music, and if you know that much about me, you might also know that I love movies and own a vast collection.  This weekend I indulged myself and updated my collection with a DVD of “Dirty Dancing”.  While I have the video cassette, I no longer have a VCR.  Because of that fact, I have been steadily beefing up my DVD collection with some of the titles I love that I have on VHS so I can actually watch them again!

          With “Dirty Dancing”, I get the best of both worlds…amazing music and a coming of age romance that tugs at the ole heart strings for the bargain price of $5.00.  Now you can see why I couldn’t simply walk past this one.    I LOVE this movie.  It was released in 1987, a year after I graduated from high school.  My daughter and I sang along to all the songs, and I find myself still singing them today.  I have them cranked to full blast on Spotify as I write this.  If you haven’t seen it, you must!  If you have seen it, you must see it again.  It is well worth the effort.

             It was one lazy ass weekend at my house, staying up late watching movies, playing cards, and sleeping in until late into the afternoon.  Saturday was made better with a Notre Dame win, and Sunday was dominated with grocery shopping, dishes, house cleaning, and laundry.  I even managed to get a bit of knitting done!  Thanks to 4-H and my tutelage, my daughter is quite the baker so while I cleaned, my daughter made bread bowls which were filled more than once with homemade steaming hot chili topped with melted cheddar cheese and then promptly devoured.  I love weekends.  There is nothing I look forward to more, and unfortunately, there is nothing that passes quicker than a weekend.

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Goals?

      In 2015 I haven’t really made any writing resolutions to speak of.   If anything, I have made a conscious effort to at least post every week and write something as my interest in the hobby seems to be waning a bit.

       Last year I made a New Year’s resolution only because a writing prompt more or less forced me to name one.  I did, and as fate would have it, I failed miserably.  I mean with the goal of laughing more and worrying less as a resolution, what could possibly go wrong?  Well stupid me!  Life stepped in and shit happened giving me plenty to worry about and little to be happy for.  By December I had sunk into such a deep pit of depression I found it very hard to truly look forward to Christmas in any capacity which has never really happened to me before in that degree.  Therefore, I am kind of against making goals of any sort.  I live each day one day at a time and am thankful on the most part I got through each one with my sanity.    Living life as it comes seems to work for me and I believe helps to keep the stress level to a minimum.

 

      Setting goals and not meeting them is depressing so I tend to avoid that exercise.  I try to expect less and then when I get more I am happy, and being happy is key.  

Written for the Write Tribe Monday Musings Writing Prompt

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