As much as I love days full of things to do, I'd like to clarify I do not mean the cooking, cleaning, and running errands sort of things but the having fun sort of a day, I really do love the one-off quiet day that goes by without much done on the outside. I had the amazing day of doing nothing but be locked in a library, eat some delicious Italian food, and end it with some philosophy at a train station. Concord library was my first stop that day. My right-after-marriage life had started to pose one threat - boredom from being a housewife. Shravan suggested I head to the library so the books can keep me busy that day. Sounds good! Off I went into the Concord library. I started at the magazine section right by the door and glided through the comic strips to novels and finally to travel, my true calling. I read my first physical New Yorker April edition, and really liked the articles for how random they got. I read an article on the Mad Men series that talked about what the time frame for nostalgia is for any given generation, and the Belchel dykes comic strips. Dykes strips unfortunately didn't hold my attention long enough that I just randomly looked at books and bumped into Gone With The Wind alternatives but before I could read the first page my love, travel, took over and led me to 'No horizon so far' that had me like a puppet on strings for the next few hours till I got buzzed by the husband for lunch time. An hour of relishing Agn Aragosta and Tiramisu, I was back with Liv and Ann while they lost their radios. While their journey continued, mine ended in a few hours by a bench at the concord railway station reading everyone's philosophy guide Fountainhead ... Un jour parfait is all it was!
I loved Dudey and always will! If you have a pet or would love to have a pet ... i am guessing you would understand when i say its the best feeling to be woken up by a warm lick on your face... thats pretty much how my mornings would start... he used to wait for me to wake up just to come sit on my lap like a little boy (just that he wasnt really little in size), let me hug him and kiss him to my hearts content... and then bark me a bye when i take off for the day. I've always had these bouts to start posting on my blog but nothing really pushed me this bad till now. Dudey passed away on May 4 leaving all of us devastated. Devastated, frustrated and helpless. Helpless cause we didn't prevent it from happening... frustrated because we still couldn't do anything to the people who took him away from us. I've written to newspapers, complained to "animal welfare/protection organizations"... one obliged.. the others did not bother as yet... which is why my first rea...
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