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Another Monday Lament: The Best of Plans/The Worst of Times

Well, it’s Monday, which isn’t the worst of my news. This weekend was so cold in Austin, I think I froze off what little assets I have. I had planned to go out shooting and actually run some film through my camera but it was just too cold. You know what they say about the best laid plans, don’t you?

Ken called me on Saturday night, asking if I wanted to come over and checkout his new place. Ted was asleep when he called me. Ted, it seemed, went over to Ken’s and fell asleep on the couch. The pizza guy showed up too, while we were talking on the phone. I hope, for Ken’s sake anyway, it’s not that cozy of a place. I passed on the invite, simply because I was to embarassed to tell him I was already in my PJs and seriously contemplating getting in my jacuzzi to thaw out. Silly me, I actually wanted to feel my legs again. Ken, if you are reading this, next time it’s above 40, call me and I will try to go bowling or do something fun.

I moved away from the Boston area to escape this type of cold weather. It was 54 in Boston this weekend. And I miss my X-boyfriend, Scott, who was kind enough to send me a CD of recent local Boston bands. They are pretty good and I’m enjoying the CD a lot. I didn’t get to spend that much time with HIM this weekend, either. HE was busy with some work-related stuff and had some family visiting from out of town. Plus it was just too cold to sit outside and play chess or do much of anything. HE did say HE wants to go shooting again, “sometime when it gets warm.” Maybe I can talk HIM into going to Georgetown for the flander’s field poppy festival. That would be nice. If the ground ever thaws long enough for the poppies to grow.

Recent picks on my MP3 list include nothing but Sarah McLachlan. I don’t know why, but she has seemingly replaced the Cowboy Junkies at least for today. I do like her voice a lot. Wish I could sing like that, in fact. I sound more like a frog when I try to sing. But, I can play a couple of instruments and I should not really complain. Photography is my new gig. I just enjoy music as a listener now. It’s much better that way. I hated the process of actually making music. It was a royal pain in the ass. And it never turns out the way you want it to be. Sort of like the best laid plans, I suppose. (What’s that they say about the road to Hell? Oh yeah, it’s paved with good intentions and the best of plans that were next carried out.)

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in “Carol’s Little World” signing off.


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