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I’ve got a fever! And the only prescription… is more cowbell.
I bring up that great SNL line for two reasons.
First, because my son-in-law got Rock Band for Christmas which we played non-stop for two days. Now, I have absolutely no coordination for the guitar and I fared little better on the drums. However I rocked on the microphone with my rendition of “Don’t Fear The Reaper” by Blue Oyster Cult – and I got to do the cowbell! With the eternal words of Christopher Walken ringing in my ears, I gave it my all and threw down some serious cowbell for the man. At 98% I felt I gave him his wish for MORE COWBELL! It’s a great game even if you can’t carry a tune with a handle.
Secondly, I bring up that famous line because I do have a fever – cabin fever that is. And I believe my only prescription is more natural vitamin D – sunlight. The ancient affliction has finally set in and it has taken its toll on this once winter loving New Englander. I don’t know how long we have suffered from below freezing temperatures or how many days in a row it has snowed but I do know it has been nearly three weeks since I have driven a car and nearly two weeks since I have left the warm cocoon of my home in the woods. I can’t remember what the sun looks like or what my house sounds like without the constant noise of the heat running and I am a person who enjoys silence a great deal.
Case in point, yesterday I alternated between staring my television screen at the Weather Channel and the Lifetime Movie Channel and taking very long cat naps on my couch surrounded by my three dogs and my oversized orange tabby. I realized around noon that I was suffering from the dreaded “cabin fever” when I finally noticed I was still in my pajamas and eating a salad. I know for a fact that these two things should not be done concurrently, either you are still in your pj’s at noon because you are sick in which case a grilled chicken salad should be replaced with chicken noodle soup or you should have yourself dressed yourself by that time. When I don’t take a shower and get dressed something is wrong with me and I definitely need a cure for this malady. Anyone out there in the blogosphere have any suggestions?
I am hoping today will be better, I have gotten dressed already at least so I have accomplished much more today than yesterday. And is that the sun I see amidst the snow flakes? My Jack Russell at least thinks so – imagined sun beam or not, she’s lying in its warm path that stretches across the back of the couch.
I don’t think Spring can get here soon enough for me. Hurry March come forth with your warmer days.
So it is 2009 and I for one am hoping for a much better year than 2008. Other than my granddaughter being born (which I must admit makes up for a helluva lot), and the Celtics winning the championship, 2008 pretty much sucked in my tiny little world.
Did you ever have one of those years where just nothing seemed to go right? That was 2008 for me. It had been many, many years, oh so many more than I can remember, that I have felt that the world was spinning against me in particular. I have been extremely blessed for the past twenty-five years and so I truly have no reason to complain but yet here I am wondering what went wrong? Or is it just time to pay the piper for all of our good fortune? Perhaps.
The fact is, I am simply tired. My vitality and joy faded over the last year into dread and resolution at the current state of affairs. I don’t believe it is just me either, the world itself seems to be at a turning point, teetering on the edge of a global collapse with no end in sight. Our collective disgust at the growing disappearance of morality, integrity and strength of character in the human animal has sucked the life and light out of the world and unless we as a collective can find something to believe in once more, I don’t see a better day coming.
I don’t know what will help 2009 to give us a brighter day but I still hold out a tiny glimmer of hope that something will happen. Something good.
Bob Dylan said “The Times They Are A-Changin.” Lets all hope that they are a-changin for the better and that this is not just another attempt at the reinvention of the wheel.
