Meri's Musings

I was up early, sipping my cup of chai, when an NBC Breaking News graphic spread across the screen of the Today show. There was a cutaway to their legal analyst in front of the Supreme Court. The Supremes had announced their decision in Obergafell v. Hodges ,  holding that marriage is a fundamental right extending to same-sex couples. Photo from Yahoo.com  article  Liz Goodwin and Meredith Shiner via Yahoo Politics There will be those among you (including some I count as friends) who are shocked and dismayed by this decision, based on their religious convictions, the "marriage is between one man and one woman" school of thought that relies on status quo extant at the time the Old and New Testaments were written and included in what we now consider the Bible, except (oh my) some of the guys  in those books didn't limit themselves to one wife. It likely won't change your mind for me to point out that the Bible condoned slave

I was looking through my Pinterest boards in the past few days, curating if you will and I noticed that my favorite color is over-represented there. And guess what? When I looked at my photo archives, I found a lot of blue and aqua, the colors of water at the edge of land. I was curious if my favorite color (which I'd say might be designated as aqua or turquoise) gave hints as to my personality. Google to the rescue! Here's what I found. If turquoise is your favorite color, you are friendly and approachable, easy to communicate with. You are compassionate, empathetic and caring. You have a heightened sense of creativity and sensitivity. You speak from the heart and love sharing your inner most thoughts. As a personality color turquoise you usually have highly developed intuitive abilities. You seek spiritual fulfillment, and you are often an evolved or 'old' soul. You are trying to create balance i

Some things you might not have known about me. I'm more comfortable behind a lens than in front of it. I'm not a big fan of yellow. Give me a nice dose of Tiffany blue anytime. Pastries and donuts aren't my thing, and I'm not crazy about cakes or pies, either. A good slice of cheesecake is a different thing. I love peonies and sweet peas. I'm a reading nut  (and wondering where these books are.  Probably still in a box.) I love soft, gooey caramels. Despite everything, I still believe in love.

When I was captive to Beatle mania, I was a Paul girl. He had those hound-dog eyes and such a cute grin. After Linda died and he married Heather, I was a little put off. Some of John's songs really spoke to my heart Imagine Woman and he really did look kind cute in those granny glasses. But lately, George Harrison (God rest his soul) has intrigued me. Thanks to Netflix and the two-part documentary about him, I've become reaqainted with "the quiet Beatle," or perhaps I should say "the spiritual Beatle." There was a lot more to him that I knew.

I can always tell when I'm avoiding doing real work (like, perhaps, drafting another chapter for the memoir) because I start finding stupid stuff to do. Case in point: And I've been giving my Pinterest boards WAY too much attention. Oh well. What good is time if you don't spend it?

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Miss Puppy is continuing to heal. After she got her soft casts off, the vet checked her little legs out. Then she got a laser treatment to help her heal faster. She's still wondering what happened and why she isn't allowed to play. Be patient, Oreo. You'll be doing tricks again in about 6 weeks.

Little pup is more than a little miserable. She had surgery on both her hind knees on Tuesday and is just three days in to an eight week recovery period. Her stylish leg wraps will be removed late this morning and she'll have her first puppy physical therapy at that point with instructions on how to rehab her at home on a daily basis. Once the wraps come off (they're more like soft casts) she'll be able to stand a bit which should make relieving herself easier. I've been hoisting her hindquarters in a sling and bending over while she decides whether it's the real thing or a test run. She's a pokey puppy, for sure.