Friday, November 16, 2012

This I Know

Well. My last night at home alone for this particular hunting cycle although there will be more. Canada was just one aspect of this season. There is also the camp in Georgia and that's fine. That's okay. But I am ready for this man of mine to get home.

I just went out to shut the chickens up in the hen house and took that picture of Elvis with my phone which I had with me as I was using the flashlight app to find my way. I have a very nice headlamp thingee but Owen was wearing it a few days ago and I have no idea where it is now. If you have an iPhone and don't have the flashlight app, I recommend you get it. I wouldn't want to use it to hike the Appalachian Trail at night but to get from the house to the chicken coop, it's a beautiful thing.

Anyway, I sent the picture to Mr. Moon with the message that Elvis is tucked up with Miss Mabel and that I sure am looking forward to being tucked up with him.

I'm at that point in solitude where it's a little bit difficult to remember that I do indeed have a husband. I'm like a dog in that aspect. You know how if you leave the house for even twenty minutes and then come back, the dog will act as if he or she was completely astounded and amazed and surprised and delighted and absolutely gob-smacked that you returned?
Well, maybe your dog. My dogs just look at me with those cataracted old eyes as if to say, "Oh. You again?"

But still. I imagine you know what I mean.

It hasn't been the easiest week even though I have taken it easier than I can recall taking it when it comes to actually DOING anything. I've been reading Cheryl Strayed's book Wild the past few days (hey- it isn't ALL Bravo TV, okay?) and even though hiking the Pacific Coast Trail solo with a pack on your back which weighs over half what you weigh for months at a time isn't anything like what I've been doing for the last eight days, I still find similarities.
The solo part for one.
Also, her feet really hurt her and my hips really hurt me, for another.
Okay. I'm grasping.
But, like Ms. Strayed on her epic and torturous journey, I have been pondering The Big Questions.
Unlike Ms. Strayed, I haven't figured out shit, though.

Still. She went on a journey of self-discovery and I've been on a journey of self-discovery.
Here are a few things I've learned:

1. I am far more capable of saying, "I can't do it today, maybe tomorrow," than I ever imagined.
2. Two chicken breasts can make way more chicken pot pie than one person can eat in a week, even if she shares it with other people.
3. Tempur-Pedic beds are awesome.
4. The Real Housewives of Miami are definitely the most insane housewives of any of the reality TV housewives.
5. Joan Rivers, say what you will, demands respect, and in my next lifetime I totally want to be a comedian who GETS PAID FOR TELLING PEOPLE TO FUCK OFF. This is not a joke. This is my dream.
6. And seriously- I have issues. After all of these years of life, I have many and plenty. I am as imperfect and flawed and as lazy and unmotivated as any person on this earth.

And one more thing:

7. No one and every one deserves love.

Because mostly (as Billy would say) love has nothing to do with what we think it does. It's like comparing a flashlight app to the Milky Way.

Yours truly...Ms. Moon


  1. One thing i learned on the river is even the best people will accidentally steal headlamps.

    I'm lucky my dog is the former. Everybody deserves that, that crazy, tail-wagging glad your home, I love you! wanttolickyourface andjumpuponyou! Whee you're home! Hooray! Response. Wish i could share that.

  2. Ajax- Well, I'm sure that headlamp is here somewhere. Owen's coming tomorrow and he'll probably be able to tell me where it is. And the fact that my dogs don't get excited when I come in is entirely my fault. I know that. They love me in their own way, just as for mine.

  3. Great post tonight, Ms. Moon. Definitely laughed at your dog reference because that is Tank Tank exactly. I am with him all day then I leave for 5 minutes to go to the store and then he greets me like he hasn't seen me since forever. Hope the hubby comes home safe and sound soon.

  4. Felix leaps around and goes to get all his toys so we can play!! Wheeeeeeeee. Even though I just took out the garbage, fercrissakes.

  5. You sound markedly better. I'm glad of that.

    It will be a glory thing when you can hang with Mr. Moon and sip Martinis and stay tuck up for a while.

    Hug yourself and him for me/us.
    We miss youz.

  6. I love where your posts take us, your readers. Love and the milky way. Fab.

  7. Mr. Shife- Thanks! Yes, Mr. Moon needs to get home. Soon.

    Beth- Well, he's still young.

    Ms. Fleur- Will do, hon. Thanks.

    Steve Reed- Well, sometimes things just go to far corners of the universe. I can't control it.

  8. My two weeks of solitude begins tomorrow, a part of my can't wait yet the other part of me is aching for things to be like they were. I know it will all work out though, in time.

    I'm glad your hubby will be home. And I'm glad for apps that keep us out of the brambles. LOL!

  9. My daughter, M, says the iphone is the best thing since fire.

  10. I love that flashlight app. I use it to unlock the combination lock on the boat.
    And the dogs--well--they really do the tail wag and missing me thing when I am home. I get cold noses on me all the time.
    Glad that the Mister will be home soon.

  11. I'm right there with you on 3 & 6

    and 5 of course

    still working on 7


  12. That last bit of wisdom about love and the flashlight app and the milkyway, sort of blew me away, even though I don't exactly get it, I also sort of do. It made me go, hm...


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