Share Your World 2016 – Week 30

Cee’s “Share Your World” challenges are a good way to get to know other bloggers better. If you’d like to participate just follow the link to her site and get the details.

GLOBE WITH SMILEY

Question # 1: Do you prefer a bath or shower?

A shower. I feel much cleaner after a shower than after a bath, and showers are quicker.

Question # 2: If you had an unlimited shopping spree at only one store, which one would you choose? 

Well, since we’re supposing/wishing/ imagining, I’ll have to say that the store I would CHOOSE is one that no longer exists. My favorite store in the whole world was a huge department store in Nashville, Tennessee for many years. When I was much younger, my family and I lived in Nashville, and one of our favorite treats was shopping at Harvey’s Department Store.

Naturally, they had some of everything — except foods such as fresh meat, produce, and dairy.They did have food gifts, however. And, of course, they had a ‘bargain basement’ for the shoppers who wanted merchandise that was more economical. We generally shopped in all the departments, depending on our needs or our current financial situation.

In the basement, they also had the most terrific lunch counter. It was a complete square, centered around the open kitchen area so that customers could watch their food being prepared. They had the best chicken salad sandwiches!

There was also another restaurant on the fourth floor, but it was a fairly high class place. Called the Carousel Room, it offered an enormous variety on the menu, and it was famous for it’s special recipe apple pie. The name was chosen because Fred Harvey, the stores creator, had a special love for carousels and carousel horses. In fact the carousel horse was his trademark. Gaily decorated horses, purchases from a number of retired carousel owners throughout the country, adorned the front of the store just above the awnings and also decorated several areas throughout the interior of the store.

Some of my fondest memories with my family are connected with our shopping excursions at Harvey’s, and I wish so much that it still existed so that I could shop there again.

Question # 3: If you could be one age for the rest of your life, what age would that be?

Forty-seven

Question # 4: List at least five movies that cheer you up.

  1. Desk Set
  2. It’s A Wonderful Life
  3. The Bishop’s Wife
  4. Christmas In Connecticut
  5. You’ve Got Mail
  6. My Future Boyfriend

    (I guess you noticed that 4 out of the 6 are Christmas movies. Can’t help it. Whenever I’m feeling a little blue, I generally put on Christmas movies and Christmas music. Cheers me up every time.)

Bonus Question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week ahead?

I’m very grateful for all the people who have been willing to give me rides to so many places while I am without a car. Even looking for a new car requires help from someone to take me from dealer to dealer. So the generosity of my family and friends is a great blessing right now.

This coming week I am looking forward to trying out a new hairstylist. Normally, the thought of having to change stylists and find someone new who will do what I want and need where color and cuts are concerned would make me a little edgy. But ever since I talked with the gentlemen who owns a new salon in my hometown, I have felt very positive about him. So I’m expecting good things. Who knows: I may actually be beautiful when I leave there!!!

 

 

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Will I Know Him When I See Him?

It’s been a heavy-thinking day. This piece is just a little whimsy I engaged in to clear my head — although I have experienced something similar, as have others. Maybe you have too. Let me know.

TALL MAN SILL
Will I Know Him When I See Him?

Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger; you may see a stranger, across a crowded room … and … you’ll know even then that somewhere you’ll see him again and again.” It does happen: you notice a person across a room. You’ve never actually met him. You may not know anything about him, or you may know who he is only in an objective sense. There’s absolutely no logical reason to believe that he will become an important part of your life, or that one day there will be a strong relationship between the two of you. But regardless of the lack of logic, you do know, somehow, that your destiny is tied up with his.

He leaves. You leave. Months go by, and you don’t set eyes on him; you don’t hear his name mentioned; you don’t even think about him except in the most fleeting way. Then suddenly, one day you hear someone talking about him, and everything in you comes to attention. You think, I want to know what they’re saying, because he’s special to me. He’s going to have a special place in my life. So you listen carefully. It isn’t anything particularly important … just words that included his name … but you made a mental note because you know he’s important in your life.

More months go by, and suddenly you see him walk into a store. You feel like you need to go up to him and say something, because, after all, he’s an important person in your life … but you don’t know him. He doesn’t know you. If you say anything, he will look at you as if you’re crazy. So you let it pass, but you feel as if you’ve missed something good. You go home a little sadder because you didn’t connect … even though you know you are connected.

A few weeks go by. There he is again, walking down the same grocery store aisle as you. This time, the need to say something is more than you can rein in. You still haven’t met. He’ll still think you’re crazy. But you speak. Something inane, but certainly non-threatening. And sure enough, he looks at you, and you can see the question in his eyes: “Who are you?”

And your immediate reaction is to answer, I’m the person who’s going to have a really important place in your life! Your destiny is tied in with mine! But, of course, you can’t say that. So you walk on down the aisle as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened.

Weeks pass. Now you’ve had an opportunity to talk to him briefly in the natural order of doing your job. It’s been fleeting, but at least there’s a connection. You don’t know why you want that connection. Most of the things about him are definitely unlike anything you have thought you might want in life. In fact, you aren’t looking for a new relationship at all right now. But it was important that you connected.

A couple more weeks pass. You hear from him. Again it’s related to your professions, but a door has opened a very tiny little crack. So you walk through it. Maybe he’ll still think you’re crazy, but you might as well take a chance. Chances like this don’t come often.

More weeks pass. You come to the conclusion that he has closed the door again and intends to keep you out. Oh, well. It’s probably better that way. You don’t really find him attractive, and you know you wouldn’t want a serious relationship with him. It’s just that there’s something … something … there is something special that’s supposed to happen between the two of you.

More weeks pass, and now you have managed to talk some sense into yourself and decided to let go of this screwy idea that there is something special between you and this stranger. You move on. You focus your attention on your work, your friendships – real friendships – and the possibility of other new relationships —- if you can ever get to the point where you are sure you really want a new relationship.

Months pass. You hear his name, and, even though you’ve convinced yourself that all of it was a figment of your imagination, your mind centers in on the words being spoken about him, and your heart tells you – once again – that your destiny is connected with his . . .

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