Thursday, March 01, 2012

Nothing new

It is 69 degrees right now.  I have spent considerable time strolling around the yard, watering garden seeds I have planted, and searching out the daffodils that are pushing their leaves up out of the ground.  This morning I went and had an echocardiogram, which will probably show the heart murmur my doctor was concerned with is harmless (benign).  I would be very surprised if it turned out otherwise.  It was interesting to watch my heart beat steadily on the monitor.  
Cliff has spent most of his spare time the last three days messing around with the old one-ton truck he found on Craigslist.  It was a service truck at a station, originally.  He sold our old 1988 pickup, and it has been a real pain to have to borrow a truck every time we need to transport livestock, so he bought another 1988 truck!  However, he did sell hid old truck for more than twice what he paid for this one.  Let's hope it holds up for the few jobs we will ask of it.   
He needed some sort of sides on the flat bed
The hood wouldn't latch when he bought it.
It didn't take him long to get that fixed.
You can see the old truck isn't the prettiest thing ever.  Pretty is as pretty does.


Having not much to blog about, I am going to share a quote from "The Art of Racing in the Rain" that really hit home.  Keep in mind it's a dog doing the talking here. 

“Here's why I will be a good person. Because I listen. I cannot talk, so I listen very well. I never deflect the course of the conversation with a comment of my own. People, if you pay attention to them, change the direction of one another's conversations constantly. It's like being a passenger in your car who suddenly grabs the steering wheel and turns you down a side street. For instance, if we met at a party and I wanted to tell you a story about the time I needed to get a soccer ball in my neighbor's yard but his dog chased me and I had to jump into a swimming pool to escape, and I began telling the story, you, hearing the words "soccer" and "neighbor" in the same sentence, might interrupt and mention that your childhood neighbor was Pele, the famous soccer player, and I might be courteous and say, Didn't he play for the Cosmos of New York? Did you grow up in New York? And you might reply that, no, you grew up in Brazil on the streets of Tres Coracoes with Pele, and I might say, I thought you were from Tennessee, and you might say not originally, and then go on to outline your genealogy at length. So my initial conversational gambit - that I had a funny story about being chased by my neighbor's dog - would be totally lost, and only because you had to tell me all about Pele. Learn to listen! I beg of you. Pretend you are a dog like me and listen to other people rather than steal their stories.” 
― Garth SteinThe Art of Racing in the Rain  



The reason it hit home is that I catch myself doing this ALL THE TIME, ever since I read it... interrupting someone and stealing their conversation.  

8 comments:

Celeste Sanders said...

I have been guilty of that also more times than I care to admit.

Judy Dingus said...

Oh my, I really don't think I do this, but I do think my sister does! ha ha

TARYTERRE said...

GUILTY as charged. The dog is pretty smart. LOL Sounds like a wonderful book. LOVE the truck. Hope the heart murmur is harmless. Better to be safe, than sorry. take care.

Rachel said...

I know I do this, but try to catch myself, apologize, and ask a question that gets the person back on track. I'm sure I don't notice it every time I do it, but I try.

Speaking of book quotes, did you know that I once read a book?

Donna said...

What book was that, my darling daughter?

Hollie said...

Guilty!! I hope everything turns out great with your echocardiogram! I hope the truck works out well for you guys!

Margaret said...

Guilty here too!! I'm jealous of your weather; it's cold and rainy here. Maybe even more snow next week, although I'm sure it won't stick around. I'm so glad that you enjoyed The Art of Racing in the Rain. I think it was one of my favorite books ever. A beautiful story told very well. Didn't you LOVE the ending?

Pat said...

I hope your echocardiogram comes back ok. Let me hear how it turns out. I hope you have a nice weekend.