Yesterday, though a milestone, was still a hectic day. I spent most of the day running to and fro, conducting errands and taking care of a sick kid. It used to be that I had time for me, but lately I have forgotten about that. I find myself saying that I can just do “that” later, or I can go “there” next week, or perhaps have “this” done at the beauty salon sometime…. but it doesn’t happen. Not because I don’t have the time, but because I don’t make the time.
As I was driving back from the post office yesterday, I was passing a local farm. Yes, we have farms within our subdivisions here. I was looking at the beauty of the field, when I suddenly stopped the car, put the hazard lights on, and stepped out to enjoy the view.
I must have stood there, leaning against the fence just looking, and enjoying the peace and serenity. I hadn’t noticed how long I had been there, until an older gentleman stopped to inquire if I were having car trouble. I told him no, just wanted to stop and look at enjoy the flowers. And then he parked his car, put his hazard lights on, and came to stand by the fence, telling me that as many times as he drives on that road, he had never noticed the field before. We chatted for a bit, until the cattle started to moo, and then we parted. But not without humor.
Me: Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Him: That’s very profound…. Hemingway?
Me: Nope. Ferris Bueller.
Him: HAHAHA!!
But it’s true, isn’t it? Life does move pretty fast. And we should always stop and look around, take a deep breath and enjoy it. 🙂
March 27th, 2012 at 8:22 AM
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Source for so much wisdom.
If I’m gonna get beat, it’s not gonna be by a guy like that!
Sure, we’ll take care of your car.
What do you care what your brother does?
March 27th, 2012 at 11:45 AM
Save Ferris!
I’m the stop-and-look-around type as well, Aggie.
March 27th, 2012 at 11:56 AM
Bueller?… Bueller?… Bueller?
Hey, Cameron. You realize if we played by the rules right now we’d be in gym? (I admit to saying that to a friend while we were at breakfast instead of school)
He’ll keep calling me, he’ll keep calling me until I come over. He’ll make me feel guilty. This is uh… This is ridiculous, ok I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go. What – I’LL GO. Shit.
What are we going to do?
The question isn’t “what are we going to do,” the question is “what aren’t we going to do?”
Pardon my French, but Cameron is so tight that if you stuck a lump of coal up his ass, in two weeks you’d have a diamond.
Oh, he’s popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wastoids, dweebies, dickheads – they all adore him. They think he’s a righteous dude.
– yes I watched that movie a few too many times
March 27th, 2012 at 12:00 PM
John Hughes movies, FTW!
March 27th, 2012 at 12:19 PM
What’s your last name?
Dong.
What’s your first name?
Long.
What’s your middle name?
Duk.
March 27th, 2012 at 6:24 PM
P.S. It does not turn back the odometer by running the car in reverse.
March 27th, 2012 at 6:26 PM
Love the field!
March 28th, 2012 at 12:04 PM
That’s our Aggie, brightening the day of folks near and far.
March 28th, 2012 at 12:27 PM
You mean in a good way, and not in a pyromaniac kind of way, right? RIGHT??
March 28th, 2012 at 12:40 PM
Brightening, not frightening!
March 28th, 2012 at 12:51 PM
Oh…I thought “brightening” like in conflagration.
I’ve been thinking of napalm lately.