How could I be unhappy with good

films to see, books to read, friends to enjoy, children to cherish ......

I wish I'd had some sense in regard to money (as in making it and keeping it), but I'm pretty tired of wasting energy on that dead horse.

SO why not be happy as I am? In some ways I am happy, but not satisfied with other things. "Things" not being accurately descriptive, but used in lieu of a boring, self-indulgent list. So whose life is perfect?

Good parents who strove to teach Big Bro and me right from wrong, good from bad, also expressed, even if tacitly, their disappointments with life and sometimes with me. Don't know if Big Bro experienced it this way; he's quiet, good natured and rarely complains. SO, we're not alike in all ways.

Another dead equine.

So I'm OK and still surviving. Like the girls in Follies sang, "I'm still here."

Saw two good films this week end (my how I enjoy Netflix). Miss Potter, with Rene Zellweger, Ewan McGregor et al was a really wonderful story that was well told. Barnum, with Michael Crawford, et al very pleasant story of P.T. and his "humbuggery", but no songs I'd sing or tunes I'd hum later.

Finished reading Committed. Gilbert's a good writer and I found the book interesting, but she didn't change my mind about marriage. BUT then she was trying to change her own mind, or at least find something in the history and practice of marriage to hang her hopes on. Seems she did that. Was interested to learn in this book that she had been in our fair city teaching writing at UT as she referenced many places she and Felipe visited and lived.

Now I'm back to Aunt Dimity, my silly, non-challenging light reading. With a stack of more serious material awaiting me, I need some cotton-candy pieces on occasion.

And spring is actually here, with growing grass, pollen and soon I'm sure insects. Still, with weather that's truly pleasant I won't complain about the smaller issues. Besides, that's why I hire someone to mow, take allergy meds and use insect repellant. Now if someone would bathe the dogs for me......