Sunday Mussings

It is Sunday morning and I awoke to a quiet house in Salt Lake. I must have had a restless night inasmuch as my bed sheet is on top of the blankets rather than under the blankets against my skin. How did that happen? It wasn’t all wadded up. It was laid out fairly orderly but was on top of the blankets. The normal order, working from the top down, is bedspread, blanket, blanket, sheet and then me. I usually remove the bedspread when I go to bed so it is, again from the top down, blanket, blanket, sheet and then me. But when I woke up this morning it was, from the top down, sheet, blanket, blanket, me. Did I do some bed cover rearranging in my sleep? Was there a poltergeist in the house over night?

I haven’t seen the Lovely Sharon for a couple of weeks so the weekend has been somewhat lonely. Ran some errands yesterday and played the guitar a little. I am reading a collection of golf stories written by PD Wodehouse. The book is entitled “Fore: The Best of PD Wodehouse on Golf”. These stories were written in the 1920’s and there are lots of references to mashies and niblicks and things of golf past. The interesting thing is that the characters in the stories strike similarities to folks we deal with now, almost a century later. You may recall that PD Wodehouse wrote the Jeeves, the butler stories. I loved the stories as well.

I drove to McDonald’s for a breakfast burrito to go. I paid for the burrito ($1.08 with tax) and drove away. I ordered no drink or anything other than a single breakfast burrito. As I drove away I looked in the sack and there was a straw. If I ordered no drink, why was there a straw? I don’t know. Was it a trick? Was it a suggestion by the McDonald’s employee that I should have ordered a drink to wash down the burrito? Or was it merely a mistake? All the way home I thought about this rogue straw. My in depth analysis came up with no logical reason why the straw was included in my order. Certainly the napkin that was included was a welcome addition to the bag and had a useful purpose for me. But the straw? When I arrived back home and took my breakfast burrito into the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of orange juice from a carton in the fridge. I turned on the TV, sat down at the table and opened my burrito. I then looked at the straw and then at my orange juice, back at the straw and then it hit me. I opened the straw and put it in the garbage. What did you think I was going say? I don’t drink orange juice with a straw at home do you?

Have you notice that the green color of springtime grass is different than the green color of summer grass? Its more green, its looks fresher. It kind of makes you realize the new beginnings of spring have arrived. Is it truly a different shade of green, a more vibrant green or does it look so inviting and different because of the contrast from the brownish/yellowish grass we have had since autumn? The new spring grass makes me want to plan my summer. It makes me realize that many things I wanted to do last summer or the summers before did not get done. Things like a drive to Monument Valley on the Utah- Arizona border with its majestic red rock buttes. A golf trip to New Mexico. Another drive across the dirt road pony express trail through Tooele County into Nevada. This year I am gonna do one or two of these things.

Well I am going to go edge and mow the front yard for the first time this year. I will put on my Ipod, sing along with Sinatra and enjoy a sunny spring day.

Best Wishes.