I am finding fun, relaxation and joy by:
~Listening to one of my gospel cd's.
~Playing a video game. Mr. N bought a gaming system and he's been bugging me to "play it, try it out, play it!" Now I admit I was a video game addict when I was in high school, back in the days when there were no video game ratings, back in the days, as I like to say, when "video games didn't make you want to invoke violence on others." YOu know what I mean, the good ole days. Ms. Pac Man, Centipede, Frogger, Tempestt, Asteroids, Donkey Kong, Pull Position...........sigh But that was 20 years ago and I haven't done any "gaming" since... Until today, when I finally decided to try one of these modern games. Non-violent one, I might add. Harry Potter game. These games that show blood, these games that are disgustingly, offensively violent, no thank you. Besides the violence, there's too much stimulation for my fairly simple, sweet brain. Anyway, WOW! What a fun time I had! Apparently I got too animated, for Mr. N asked me to "please keep it down" and "ouch, that's my ear you're yelling into". Woops. Next move: Buy one of those collection of old-time video arcade games.
~Watching the leaves fall by the bucket. I gave up sweeping and decided to just let mother nature do the job herself with the wind, and after realizing I was wasting my effort. With the fairly mild breeze we had today and the dry conditions, feeling leaves fall on my head and face was very enjoyably relaxing.
~Sleeping. Been doing a lot of that the past month. I should rephrase that to "sleeping like a baby".
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whenever I want to "derez" or take it easy I kick on the Enya - I'm not a real gaelic or celtic fan but what can I say? I like Irish synth and vocals it makes me think of a lush Oregon fieldscape or being lost somewhere in Tolkien's Middle Earth.
Oh yes, I love Enya. I have a couple of her CD's. That sort of music takes me away to another place.
Speaking of Tolkien, ever since I read his books I've wanted to live in some little village in small burrow and spend the bulk of my time eating and celebrating and talking and sleeping--with work being on the low end of the priority scale. He painted my utopia.
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