So far, though, May has been darn right spring like.
Today the sky was so blue that I decided it was time to venture out of the house and scoot around town.
This morning I went back to Curves. I haven’t been there in, well probably not since winter set in or about a hundred years ago.
I went today for a couple of reasons. First and foremost, I am paying $39.40 a month whether I go or not. I have been feeling rather guilty about that and I just couldn’t ignore it any longer.
Second, I see that I am starting to get squishy and mushy. I hate when that happens.
I really don’t like to go to Curves for a couple of reasons. First, since I always go at the same time, between 8:30 and 9:00 a.m. I see the same women who also go at that time. I’ve been going to Curves on and off (mostly off) for the past ten years. Individually and as a group we have gotten larger, in size, not in numbers. That’s discouraging.
Second, individually and as a group we have gotten older. As I went around the circuit, catching snippets of conversations, I realize we have also gotten grumpier. That’s annoying.
My preference would be to plug my ear phones in and listen to my choice of music. But, the way Curves works is you have to listen for the every 30 second announcement to “change stations.”
I listened to complaints about Obama Care, and warnings about how “things are going to get much worse.” Another pair exchanged stories about their knee replacement surgeries. The two women who came in about 15 minutes after I did, were talking about “that younger generation.”
However, I am going to diligently try to commit to three times a week for one month.
Then I will make a decision about whether I want to hand in my Curves resignation.
When I got back home, not feeling as invigorated as I had hoped, I decided that what I really needed was an appointment with my hair dresser.
What I found out at the salon was that “selfies” would not be allowed at graduation this year.
Also, girls are ordering their prom dresses from China and they are not getting them.
Another thing I learned was that the girls who were buying their dresses locally were guaranteed that their dress would not be sold to another girl who was going to the same prom.
I guess it’s like a wedding or baby registry, the stores maintain some kind of a list.
I felt less squishy and mushy after getting my hair done. The conversation was more interesting and I felt more in touch with “that younger generation.”
I figure if I quit Curves, I can go to the beauty parlor more often.
On the way home, I drove by the restaurant that burned down two years ago. I saw a “Coming Soon” sign. I was a little disappointed to see that what was “coming soon” was another strip mall.
Well, perhaps one of the stores will be a Yarn Shop. I can dream.
Oh, one other thing I found out today, our town is participating in Meridian Health’s campaign to “Paint the Town Pink.”
"The month of May, from May 1 to June 1, 2014 Meridian Health with the help of our Pink Towns will raise awareness of the importance of annual mammography.”
Also money raised from this effort will go towards helping those women who can’t afford mammograms to be able to get them.For the month of May our town of Barnegat will be known as Barne“pink”gat.
The whole town is pink.
I declare my hibernation to be officially over.