Watch With Me

   So often I wish friends and strangers had the pleasure of watching things through my eyes!! I guess you do get a glimpse through my words, but one day, just sit with me for a spell.
    Read with me, paint with me, sing with me, watch soccer with me!! WHAT!! Yes the World Cup Soccer games, have been so much fun. Note....I do not watch soccer at all....but The Cup!! I am in, shin guards deep. My daughter tells me, there are rules, but I just see men running up and down the field. Kicking and pushing, and a goal here or there. To be honest, what I see, is a pair of orange shoes that I pine after. All of these men, have unusual haircuts, that I think must serve a purpose. I look deep!!! The men from Senegal have the most beautiful black skin, I have ever seen, never have I seen this color black. They took my breathe away, I think they may have lost, yes I am paying attention. I love Portugal, and Brazil, Columbia, Spain and tolerate all the others. There is this one short man, on a team, whom I like to watch, because he is so close to the ground.I think he may be on Germany or Sweden, he has blond hair!!( I just know he does not wear those orange shoes I want)
    I have a hard time, not thinking about all of them smelling!! 90 minutes or more, of intense sweating, they do not make deo for that!! I wonder, out loud, if they eat anything during halftime? I love that they walk out at the start of the game, holding hands with a little child. I think that is so sweet, and I try to sing all of their country anthems. My girl Emma, tried to explain some of it to me yesterday, something about positions, and off sides. I had to tell her, that she was raining on my soccer parade, and remind her, isn't that really cute guy on the Columbia team??? I think she huffed a YES!! out..All I know, is that I am having a ball!! and I wish you were with me!! So much fun.

      Now onto reading.
 I have been reading Varina all of June, and for me that is a lifetime. In winter I would have read three books by now, but summer is busy. I still need to read, its my pleasure.
 I got so caught up in the way Charles Frazier writes, that I lost the story. You will see why.
   Notes from Varina: 1. Those strange days, a lot of people used up parts of themselves they could never regenerate   
                                   2. the decision bore her thumbprint like a sloppily iced cake.
                                 
                                   3. So this was Richmond, a veneer of refinement over a deep core of brutality.

                                   4.The mother's every word leaves her mouth as a blaring pronouncement.

                                   5. I love words more than anything or anybody, but my mind is a feather in the wind.

                                   6. a watercolor blurred across wet paper dragging a wide brush ( life!!)

                                   7. whether you pick well or poorly, the act of choosing carries grief

                                   8. It was briers and hurricanes right from the start ( Yes, and humidity)

                                   9. North and South like grotesque reflections of one another in a carnival mirror.

I have pages of notes saved, those above are a few. I have to re read the story, I got lost in the style, now I have to just breathe and read. I wish you were with me, its a journey and an adventure to read with me!!! I wish you could see the stacks of notes, Its maddening and me!!
    I will end this blog with Omar!! If you know me, or think you do, which is OK, I am very careful before I go to sleep, what goes in my brain. AND you can't very well watch me before I go to sleep, so I write to share. Last night, Bill and I settle in, and he is flipping though the channels, when FUNNY GIRL jumped onto the screen. I took a deep breath, and he said, " Look its your Omar." Which I so appreciate he knows me so well. He then said, " Its almost over." I shushed him! Let me absorb all of this, and I did. I prayed to the God of my dreams, please let this stay with me!!! Then Bill started to talk about evolution, SHUSH!!!! we turned off the TV.
    I started to sing the entire Funny Girl songs, quietly, and then repeated several times, Nicky Arnstein, Nicky Arnstein, Nicky Arnstein, with a pat on Bills back, and a smile on my face. I wish you had been here!!! Did I have good dreams?? All I can remember is looking for my car, and not being able to work my phone, but I know Nicky Arnstein was in there somewhere.
            We should all go to bed happy and wake up so thankful, my goodness!!
            Watch with me, enjoy the journey