it's all for sale

©2011 gary garbett.com

During a recent field trip to a mega home furnishings outlet, I discovered amongst the rows and rows and rows of couches and chairs in every color and fabric option know to man that ornamental adornments, like most furniture, requires an acquired taste. Regardless of your flair, everything's for sale. We didn't carry one home with us, but for a few bucks, you can even mount a realistic plastic sculptured buck as the focal centerpiece trophy to your home decor.

farther along than i once was

©2011 gary garbett.com

My closet and dresser are filled with years of gathered fabrics that I rarely ever wear. I just don't have the time or the place to, but each are on my list of things to one day accomplish. After not wearing one for several years, I purchased a new wristwatch last week. I use to always wear one and not really sure why I quit. I like knowing what time it is at any moment of the day. It's another tool to keep me on pace with my regimented routine.

Ah... routines. My father certainly had his. As a teen I promised myself I'd never fall to such day-to-day mundaneness. Seems as though time and age have both changed that for me. I'm always battling myself to find the time to accomplish even a few items each day that I've penciled in on my ever growing "must do" lists. Maybe what's really happening is that I'm really living someone else's life and theirs is just getting in the way of my living mine. Or even worse, maybe someone else really has mine. If so, I just hope their living it exactly the way that I planned it.

As for today, I can scratch, "post daily blog" from today's list. Enjoy yours.

exit ramps and larger voices calling

©2011 gary garbett.com

I sang along with Crosby, Stills, and Nash on Southern Cross this morning while driving by the overpass. I've probably heard this song a million times. It's one of those tunes that I always find myself singing along with. But for some reason, this morning was different. For the first time during those million and one listens, I actually heard the words and felt the emotion of the lyrics that I'd harmonized with for so many years.

....and music is her name.