This red ribbon is my reminder to remember all the things I want to tell you. There's such good mail! How could I ever forget?
It might remind me to remember how less is more in the telling. Perhaps this lovely ribbon is a reminder to do all things necessary to find the balance between pain and wellness. Not to use a hot water bottle anytime soon? Maybe it's time to give in and go in for a wellness check? Who knows?
I just remembered this: My two fingers in my left hand had bee stings last night. I could have gone on living quite nicely without being reminded of the significance of bee stings in fingers; but then I am also reminded that I must give thanks for both hands, and remembering how they've been so good to me. I must be good to them in return. And I will. Just as soon as I finish this.
Note to self: Try using your left hand more?
Self to Note: Naw. We're too old to be trying for ambidexterity.
Note to self: Well excuse me. I was only trying to be helpful.
Self to Note: You were. You reminded me of the wisdom in keeping such thoughts to myself. A little rest and recovery and I'll be back to telling . . .
Note to self: Perhaps you might manage a hint or two as offerings?
Self to Note: Aha! Now I remember why I keep you around, you clever thing you!
All but two of the little yellow fellows have been released into the world of letters. Will there be more? Remind me to tell you later.
There's a new PBS catalog to tell you about! I like the series, but the book brings you closer to the characters. Masterpiece has been a marvel since I was a girl; it still is.
I must remember to let Dodson, D. tell you about his vacation. He was gracious enough to allow me to tag along via post. I believe Miss "Special K" enjoyed it too. *wink*
A bit of red ribbon will remind me to share the magic that isn't Disney.
No reminder is necessary to tell you this silly little tip: A too-thick disc of sealing wax can be thinned by simply pressing the still-warm wax with the back of your match box; it'll comply with postal standards, and you won't have to pay more. Remember to apply your seal near the lower part of the flap and it won't bother the Mangler.
I won't need a reminder to get me talking about the demise of Patty's Charley Pride, rooster extraordinaire. I'm still mourning his loss, but paused long enough to create a fitting tribute. Poor Charley.
Oh, Anna! What have you given me? Hours of telling and touching and exploring and imagining and wishing . . . There's so much! I'll have to charge my batteries for this gem alone. Yet there's so much more, from so many people everywhere. Beat steadily my heart!
See? You might have thought I was making it up as I typed. Aha! Never underestimate the veracity of a limner. There's always a thing or three that needs limning. The spirit is willing even when the flesh rebels. Ouch.
Note to self: Ask yourself, why foolish people think they're meant to carry on as usual simply because they've taken a pain pill?
Self to Note: You can't fault a girl for trying, albeit an old one. Ouch.
Reminder to self: Gotta run! I forgot! They're looking for me!
Write as often as you remember to. Need a reminder? Go for it! Just write, and you will be written to.