Lately I've been getting some enjoyment out of a few groups on Facebook that are for dull people. There is a Dull Man's Group and a Dull Woman's group although both sexes seem to accept the other sex as long as they are dull. How the algorithm decided that these groups would be something I'd relate to, I have no idea. The postings are quite humorous and people discuss their love for things like making their own butter from cream, saving "good" boxes, enjoying being at home the most, reading dull books, and having dull jobs. They always list their shoe sizes for a reason unknown to me. I guess that's just a dull fact about someone.
I have not joined one of these groups but I could definitely join all of them as anyone who reads here can attest to. I thought about this today a lot as I was going about my exceptionally dull activities and when I found a not-quite-dead poinsettia at the dump that I brought home and repotted which gave me a certain sense of pleasure, I realized that in doing this, I have probably achieved penultimate dullness.
You know damn well I'll be reporting in on possible poinsettia new growth.
I also took one of the bloom clippings and put it in water to see if it will root. I have no idea how one propagates a poinsettia but it looks sort of pretty anyway and I am feeling too dull to google "poinsettia propagation" so I won't.
By the way- I wear size 8 (American) shoes.
The weather has been just as beautiful today as it was yesterday and the day before although a little warmer but for some reason, I have not felt like doing much. I did hang the laundry on the line and I made my challah dough. I am not going to braid the loaf so I guess it's not really challah, but merely plain old egg bread. I'm not braiding it because it will be sliced for sandwiches and I don't want the braid parts separating and making things all messy. I have decided not to even heat the ham up because it is already fully cooked and who needs warm ham for sandwiches? Not to mention that by the time we get to the park and actually have lunch, it will be cold again and possibly somewhat dried out.
I worked a little more in the old kitchen yard and I suppose I've finished up what I really wanted to get done in there for now. Maurice was not as interested in hanging out with me today as she was yesterday. She may have hit her limit when she followed me to bed last night and slept all night long right beside my head on a pillow. I am reminded of how, when I was a child, I would suddenly take an interest in an old toy and for a day or too, I would be completely enchanted with it again, and carry it with me and play with it everywhere. Usually a doll. I think that yesterday I was Maurice's doll and for whatever reason she was captivated by my company. I can think of no other reason for her following me around so closely all day and night. She didn't even bite or scratch me once! And a few times, she reached out with her rough tongue and groomed my hand or arm which I appreciated a great deal.
I did find something while I was pulling weeds.
A pretty little crystal, don't you think? Now for all I know, that could have been part of something that was mine or, it could have belonged to a former owner of the house. Whatever, I think I may wear it on a necklace.
Oh! Here's another thing I did today: I pumped the brakes on Mr. Moon's Camaro which is something he needed help with. Don't ask me why. I just know that at one point he jubilantly shouted, "I have fluid!" and I felt as if I had really contributed to his restoration efforts. It felt good.
So I am not sure which one of these activities was the most exciting for me. So many to choose from. Deciding not to cook the ham, finding a not-dead-yet poinsettia at the dump (and going to the dump!), finding a little crystal in the dirt, pumping brakes on a 1972 Camaro, making bread, heating up soup for supper, and oh- discovering I had an entire unopened box of plastic cutlery for tomorrow's picnic! Gosh, I forgot to mention that. And Lord- how could I have forgotten that I put drain cleaner in the kitchen sink because the drain has gone from sluggish to deathly slow?
Okay, I admit it. I do not lead a very exciting life but I am at the point in my life where excitement is just about the last thing I want. Excitement can involve things like sirens and panic and I certainly don't want any of that. It can also involve fun things (supposedly) that would require a bra-like garment and talking to people. I'd just as soon avoid those situations too.
Okay, I admit it. I do not lead a very exciting life but I am at the point in my life where excitement is just about the last thing I want. Excitement can involve things like sirens and panic and I certainly don't want any of that. It can also involve fun things (supposedly) that would require a bra-like garment and talking to people. I'd just as soon avoid those situations too.
Honestly, I don't even know what excitement feels like anymore and I am not sure that's something to celebrate. But as we seem to be so fond of saying, "It is what it is," which is in my opinion a rather broad rationalization for avoiding change. Which of course is my main goal in life these days.
Okay. How's that? A little anole on the back porch with his splendid toes and ancient eyes.
The breeze is tinkling the wind chimes and making the magnolia branches sway to a tune that humans cannot hear, the cardinals are chittering, the baking bread smells amazing, a crow is talking about something, another is answering him, and I am pretty excited about the prospect of getting in our cozy bed to read in a few hours.
I guess that's what I get excited about these days- going to bed.
Ah well. And La-Di-Dah, as Lynn would have said.
Maybe it's not so much that it is what it is as much as it's I am what I am.
Thanks, Popeye, you sailor man, you.
Thanks, Popeye, you sailor man, you.
Love...Ms. Moon
That sounds pretty exciting to me! Gosh, I'm the ultimate Dull Person! That's better than the penultimate. I'm outdulling you!
ReplyDelete🥱 Not every post has to be exciting!
ReplyDeletePerhaps I out dulled you. I washed two windows today. One still looks dirty because I don't know how to tilt it into wash the inside.
ReplyDeleteI like dull leavened with beauty - which sounds a lot like your day. But you did have the excitement of making fluid happen!
ReplyDeletebeing dull.....I am *it*! A matter of degree. I find the highlight of a day sometimes just seeing a bird that just appeared for its yearly pass through....or identifying a plant that has stumped me for years..... I've pumped brakes before for hubby....been there! and that crystal you found....I would hang it in your lovely bathroom under that gorgeous lace curtain....and let the sun prism it into your eyes! Happy Easter tomorrow! it will be fun family time!
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PS have tried to resurrect or propogate a zillion poinsettias over the years with no luck at all. I just toss them into the compost pile when they are done blooming because.....no luck
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You are far from dull. It sounds like a nice Saturday and that cat loves you so life is good.
ReplyDeleteMaking bread, repotting some poinsettia cuttings and finding a crystal don't sound at all dull to me. And I love the lace hanging just above the poinsettia cuttings.
ReplyDeletedull is good unless we are talking about knives.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful little treasure you found in the dirt!
Your crystal is beautiful....you should definitely wear it.
ReplyDeleteBefore our house was built ( 1960s I think) there was an old wooden shop on the front of the area and the rest of the plot was a little orchard. I have a photo of the shop somewhere. We have lived here for over 40 years, and about 30 years ago I was digging in the garden and uncovered what looked like a dog tag. It was inscribed J.Buck. Station Rd....Joe Buck being the man who ran the shop! I gave it to the local history society. The wooden shelves and fittings from the shop are in a museum in Luton.
I love pretty tins, and working in an international environment where people travelled all the time, I'd get to keep exotic tins from all over the world. I remember commenting one time that I used to have a life - and now I collect tins!
ReplyDeleteSaving the life of a poinsettia, baking bread, pumping the breaks and lubricating Mr. Moon, and finding a diamond earring. Nothing dull about that.
ReplyDeleteI don't see how any of this equates to dullness. In fact the crystal alone makes it a pretty exciting day! Is it glass or plastic or actual crystal? Can you tell? I wonder if it came off a lamp. I have some little glass crystals I've found here and there that I'm pretty sure are former lamp or chandelier pieces.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I seem to get the greatest pleasure in life -- and the greatest pleasure in blogging -- from "the little things." The ways we all spend our days, the tasks and hobbies that occupy us, and our written accounts of those tasks. I love seeing inside the lives of others through their daily activities. Again -- I wouldn't call any of it dull!
(Those sound like fun Facebook groups, though.)
P.S. -- I had a teacher in the ninth grade who wrote in my yearbook, "Try to get enthused about something." I suppose she was saying I was dull. In my own mind, I was enthused about a lot of things. I was quite insulted!
DeleteI know I commented on this and yet, no comment. it went something like this...woman! you made me laugh. going on about our dull lives because that's the way we like it and then I got to the part about rescuing the poinsettia which struck me as not dull at all. and what a great find the little crystal is. makes poking around in the dirt worth it. well, poking around in the dirt is worth it just on its own.
ReplyDeleteYou are not dull at all, Mary Moon! You have more activity going on in your life! You were pretty busy today, much busier than I usually am and I always enjoy reading about all of the things you do. Never dull at all!
ReplyDeleteI'm a member of the Dull woman's group! It helps me accept that I'm not a useless bit of nothing anyway. Hahahaha
ReplyDeleteI am also a member of the Dull Woman's Group. Also the Baby Boomer Group. Check that out too!
ReplyDeletePatricia