16 January 2007

Philly Fog | Indilgences

There's fog in the city of brotherly love and its immediate environs tonight. I walked outside with Sadie on leash into a soup of near-London proportions. Okay, maybe not London but I certainly thought, "This is what New Orleans must be like in 'winter.' " Funny, but when I was down there in November one year I liked to have froze my bloody arse off, but that's another story.

So, the fog here might be a mere consomme compared to Europe, but it's powerful just the same. This is a fog which captures the sound, muffles and alters it slightly, and holds it down near the earth's ear. You can hear it all...a dog bark from the other side of town, the planes taking off from the airport. The drip, drip, drip of the water that should be running down the downspout had it not released its grip on its moorings last week. The sound of a horn from the river or the Boeing plant. The far-off wail of a fire siren

Our steps were squishy and loud in the night, Sadie's and mine.

A couple arguing in the parking lot.

One couldn't help but strain the ears to catch the frequent "fuck"s from the young man and talk about "her" from the young woman. I took it to be a third party argument. At first I wanted the issue to be resolved but I reconsidered. I think I would prefer that the girl arguing with the man in the fog, who was possibly terribly in love with him and decidedly more worthy than the woman in the discussion, have her wish granted. I desire the young man to realize the error of his ways and kiss the young woman deeply and passionately. I wished for them to ride off, clippety-clop, into the fog on a white steed (hers).

Instead, another couple had joined the discussion by the time Sadie and I had made our loop and I believe I heard the sound of laughter. I'd had visions of the young man driving hellishly through the lot and ending up on a trauma stretcher at my old place of employ. Well, not quite visions but a suggestion that that possibility lie down one of the possible trajectories from the event. But that's Einsteinian and also for another post.

I've spent the day; the winter thus far, really; hibernating. I've been taking a little journey inside myself and finding out all sorts of yummy stuff but that, too, is for another post. Today, Saturday that is, I slept until almost 2, had an Angus bacon cheddar burger for my meal, nodded off to some of my favorite sounds in the stereo and watched what may have been one of the greatest football games I've ever seen take place, live, in New Orleans, Louisiana...the NFC playoff game between my Philadelphia Eagles and the New Orleans Saints. I bet you this one winds up on some best playoff games ever dvd, but that's yet another post.

I've still got my (Charlie Brown) Christmas tree and lights up and am enjoying one more night of their sweet, warm glow. They'll have to come down tomorrow, shortly after whatever time I wake up. It's 4AM and I still haven't gotten in the tub...

I just now ate a very slightly stale white cream with chocolate icing doughnut washed down but ice cold milk in a frosted mug. I keep two mugs in the freezer, mostly for soda. Oh, and I also had the most delicious orgasm. Wow! It just doesn't get much better than this.

Now it's off to a candlelit bubble bath then off to bed in my silky cotton sheets. I've determined that what I want most right now for my body to be as soft and smooth from head to toe; nails filed, legs shaved, heels pumiced, hair slick; as possible. A variety of scents and lotions and textures then a blissful nights sleep.

Funny how sometimes you have to go into the fog to see clearly inside.

Yes, I've been holed up here, yes I've been cocooning, but isn't that what one has to do at certain stages of the game? Hell, I turn fifty in less than two months. If it was ever time for an epiphany...

So, I'm sorry I haven't been writing or even reading much. I'll be back around again in the near future, I believe. Hell, I've got at least three new post ideas in this one alone. If you know anything about me at all, you should have guessed that it's rather hard for me to shut up. I'm especially loud in the fog. I hope my grandboy is just like me!

I once said I'd like my grandson to tell me one day that I'm "cool," or whatever the corresponding terminology of the day is. I realized the other day is I want my grandson to say to me, "Grandma, you're not a grownup!"

I'll come back and fix the pictures and spell-check later. It's fucking four-thirty o'the clock and I needs me beauty sleep.

Until next time.

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At January 16, 2007 7:44 AM, Blogger Yvonne said...

Ahhhh El Presidente returns ;-)

Mmmm now I want donuts, milk and orgasms and bubble baths and slinky skin and all those goodies. Can you stay awake long enough for me to slip in beside you?

I promise to throw in a back scrub and a full body massage if you say yes!

I also promise to be really quiet so as not to disturb the epiphany and cocooning going on ;)

Missed you xoxoxoxox

At January 23, 2007 3:35 PM, Blogger Moley123 said...

<---- shoves Von out of the way, if its pampering on offer I'm right in there! Plus Von claiming she'd be quiet, yeah right! Me don't think so (only joking my little sweetpea Von!)

And as for you Cher, come on spill what have you been up to. I want full detailed posts and if not private emails! Been missing ya {{{{ }}}}} xxxxxx

At January 24, 2007 12:00 PM, Blogger Yvonne said...

<-----> Squeezes in between Penny and Cheryl and wiggles suggestively, Wellllllllllllllllll I'm sure the 2 of you could find a way to make me be quiet !

At January 26, 2007 3:56 AM, Blogger Moley123 said...

Hurumph! There's nothing like being ignored! Not only have I shoved Von out of the way and nicked your lotions, Von's wiggling between the pair of us and you've not said a word! HELLO! This is an opportunity! Quick Von, grab all the goodies and lets skip off together! lol.

At January 28, 2007 9:37 PM, Blogger Cheryl said...


Sorry, guys. I was napping. Is it March already???


At February 07, 2007 9:06 AM, Blogger Moley123 said...

WAKE UP CHER WAKE UP.... I keep popping back as my inbox remains empty :-( to see what life is doing for you or throwing at you and nothing is reported... Don't you know you're in demand! OMG, now I'm thinking you've got a life away from the computer. Shock Horror (lol). Whatever is keeping you away I so hope it's nice things and if not why aren't you telling me about it hey? Keep safe honeybun (((())))


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