Sunday

Some days just hold more promise than others. Today is one of them.

I have so many choices: go to a movie, rake leaves, play Free Rice, read Billy Collins, enter a contest, order something online, sort through my desk, get a bag ready for Goodwill, try out a recipe, read the fiction in the New Yorker, do the Sunday cross word puzzle, take photos, re-arrange the mantel, download music, go to the health club, wash the car and — I’ll start with Billy Collins.

Vade Mecum

I want the scissors to be sharp

and the table to be perfectly level

when you cut me out of my life

and paste me in that book you always carry.

I looked up vade mecum. It means handbook or manual small enough to be carried along where ever. And vade is pronounced, vadee, it’s latin meaning “go with me.” I took three years of Latin in high school, had it started, “All of Gaul is divided into three parts,” I would have nailed it.

2 thoughts on “Sunday

  1. nice!!!…

    I like the wine to be perfectly chilled

    and the pillows ardently fluffed up in my favorite place

    while I read my current book
    and screen the phone.

    as i paste myself into another world.

  2. Ok.. I had not visited rice cakes before tonight!!! So I’ve just spent probably two and a half hrs. under the art catagory and I am proud to report I donated 3205 lbs or what ever of rice! So much fun to test my art history background..oh yes..I was punching it!!! Where does this lost information come from??? I felt like I was either on Jeopardy or at the cassino ..I was on a roll and could not stop until I made my 10 bags!! Move over Spider solitaire!!

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