Reaching for the Stars

Saturday before Martin Luther King, Jr.Day and I'm pulled to run errands and be responsible with my life, yet there is a part of me that wants to fly.  Reach for the stars and have it all happen today.  Maybe it's the coffee that's creating this happy high, but my feeling is when it hits, go with it.  It's much better than how I felt Thurday when seeing my nephrologist for a kidney disease I have; PKD.  He told me I'm in stage 3 of the five stages and that my bones are crumbling due to decreasing kidney function.  Oh, lovely!  Not quite the uplifting news I'd hoped for...that the test results had improved.  They had not.  However, it sounds simple enough.  The doctor is just going to give me a prescription for yet another pill along with the two I'm already ingesting for this aspect of my disease.  Or, how this morning when I heard on the grapevine my former boyfriend got married.  Oh, glory!  But, once the sting passed, a surge that started in my toes finally reached my brain and now Top Blonde is seeing the light.  I'm actually the lucky one.  What was I thinking?  I've raised the bar and will only entertain someone who passes my own personal litmus test of standards and scruples.  In the meantime, if Mr. Really Wonderful apears on the horizon, or between the carrots and lettuce in produce..., Top Blonde is a little wiser and ready to make better choices.  See you next time!

Discombobulated

Yesterday was just one of those days.  You know, the kind of day where nonsensical things just keep happening.  So, here's the deal.  On my way to pick up my new Gucci glasses...I know.  But, if you have to wear glasses and contacts aren't an option, you might as well wear class, right?  Glasses now are part of our accessory  line and can reflect our style.  OK, so getting back to on my zany day.  This older then me woman was wandering around the parking lot like she was searching for water in the Saraha Desert searching for her car.  You can't imagine the relief I felt that it wasn't me this time!  Then, while shopping for leather balm for my winter boots, it seems I dropped my gloves.  Well, do I have the missing glove stories.  But, back to the current discombobulation.  Because after paying and with keys in hand, they were unvisible!  After wandering around the store ...like I was searching for water in was the Saraha Desert, I located them in the Slipper department.  And now, for the one that takes the cake.  I finally found a great pair of black sweats only to get home and discover they are of the New Addition Maternity line!  Top Blond taking the day!

Can't Sleep...But I did it!

Yes sir, ree, Bob.  I made my column deadline.  To my surprise, it came together after starting out with free floating writing.  Sometimes I have to do that..just start and see where it takes me.  And then, it jells.  My point comes to mind and I'm off and running with it.  And then I email it to my mom in California who gives me the "Mom's Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval."  She has made suggestions from time to time but they are usually limited to maybe adding a word here or a word there.  It's kind of a special thing we have.  She's in her eighty's and quite computer savvy so it's a joy to be able to communicate through this connection.  I know it won't last forever I make the most of it now.  See you tomorrow...Top Blond.

Whirling Kaleidoscope

Today has me trying to catch up with myself.  My monthly column is due tomorrow and I haven't even started.  But, then, that's my style.  Writing under pressure.  I mean, why do it sooner when you can wait till the last minute?  Besides, perhaps the experience to write about hasn't happepned yet.  Still, I've jotted down some notes on the theme for this month and have an idea for my topic but we will see what tomorrow brings and if I can find my notes!  This morning, I was working at clearing my desk, going on a few quick errands, and then gluing myself to my computer chair for the afternoon.  However, on the drive home from my last stop, my Jeep, Madame Merlot, died right in the middle of the road!  Just stopped running.  Pulling over, I took a deep breath and figured if I focused enough, I might be able to will Madame Merlot to start up again.  She did and after a semi-anxious call to my mechanic, Bobby, Madame Merlot and I pulled into his shop.  Ah, just a valve malfunction.  Simple enough and no charge.  Even better!  Once home, it was time for tea, Jeopardy, dinner, and then the treadmill while catching tonight's Lifetime movie, Dawn Anna, based on a true story of a mother's courage and bravery.  And, if that story doesn't inspire a person, I don't know what will.  Maybe after a good night's sleep my whirling kaleidoscope will actually land tomorrow and Top Blond will make deadline afterall.   

 

Celebrating Life

In a flash our lives can change.  Long before I evolved into Tob Blonde my life was very different.  One bright sunny afternoon when I was living in Southern California just south of Santa Monica, my life changed forever.  I was attacked in my home at knifepoint.  Seven years later, I wrote my story in a book, "Nice Girls Don't Get Raped."  After a long road to recovery, healing came.  Probably if I could have one wish it would be, Justice for Jennifer, because the person who assaulted me was never arrested.  Never even found.  Untill that time comes, my greatest victory over what happened is in embracing each moment.  God spared my life that day for a reason...and now twenty-six years later, Top Blond continues to take the day and savor each and every experience, joy, goodness, and glimpse of God.  As a late bloomer, I have hope that the best is yet to come!  That the blue bird of happiness will land on my porch.  No matter what you or I face, it's never too late to step up to the plate and hit a home run.  Mine is yet to come.  What about you?

Serendipitious fun

You just never know what a day will bring.  This afternoon I had to take care of an errand where my friend, Joan, works.  While taking care of business, I wanted to slip in to her office and say a quick hello.  But, she wasn't available and I didn't press.  She was at the fax machine when the receptionist dialed her extention, I later learned.  After mentioning to the receptionist that before leaving the parking lot, I was going to zip into Whole Foods next door, I dashed out the door.  Being somewhat ADD, my medical term for semi-scatteredness, I changed to Plan B, did an about face, and headed home.  Upon returning, my message machine light was blinking.  Sure enough my brillant brunette friend had not only tried to catch me, but had me paged as well to the tune of, "Will Top Blonde please come to the customer service desk." In Whole Foods no less!  Now, that is a visual viscissitude to rellish and I was so sorry to miss it.  Um, wonder what surprises await at my next stop.