Saturday, January 14, 2012

it snows in january and everyone's shocked: must be vancouver.

This morning reminds me (quite pleasantly) of my Fort Langley Saturday mornings. A quiet coziness settles with the snow and I seek expression for this contemplation.

I feed the cat around 9 when she is alternatingly walking up one side of my bed and then the other, poking her whiskers in my face and insisting "Mom, I'm hungry mom, I'm hungry now, mom". Sadly, rolling over and hiding my face only buys me another moment, as she makes her loop and finds me again.

The cat fed, I return cocoonward and doze happily until people began to text me. Really people, texting on a Saturday morning? Napolean and I exclaim in unison, "Gosh!"

Upon actually getting up, I make myself  a coffee misto with the last of the Christmas blend, check out the snow outside my door (already melting) and settle in at the computer to check on the world (Ironic? Not in the least).

 Today is the last of my new year's freedom, the last Saturday where the biggest demands on my time are my brother coming over to fix my computer and my friends coming over for a dinner before we go see the Swell Season documentary. Sigh.

I google search the lyrics of the song in my head, (Tom's Diner by Susanne Vega). My sister, a teen in the 90's, used to sing this song to me and it has remained, nestled in the layers of my soul, bursting out every now and again. Thanks to 21st century technology, it takes me less than a minute to find the late 20th century song title, the original music video, and upload it to facebook. Funny, funny life.

Da-da-da-daa, da-da-da-daa, da-da-da-da-da-da-daa!

Tom's Diner for you who need it like I do!

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