Ozark Oddments: Hangin' at the Y

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Hangin' at the Y

The aerobics class I attend at the YMCA three times a week for "older active Americans" has become the high point in my week. Not just because of the exercise, but also because I have met some really wonderful women there.

As part of a perk for becoming a member of the YMCA, we used to get "Y bucks", which could be redeemed for stuff that the Y offers. I used mine to buy t-shirts to wear to the Y.

And here they all are, hanging out on the line.

The main reason I am writing this post is not to show off my YMCA t-shirts but because I just left a comment on another blog about "clothes lines" and if anybody decides to visit here because of my comment I think it only fair that they should be able to see my clothes line. I mean, doesn't everybody want to see it?

3 comments:

Paula said...: I don't see how anyone can live without a clothesline. I don't use mine everyday but I want it there when I want it there. I go to Curves three times a week and I agree there is nothing like the companionship of other exercising women.; 4:12 PM
Oklahoma Granny said...: We've had clotheslines off and on through the years. Right now we don't have one. Maybe we will again someday. I love how sheets smell and towels feel when they've been hung out to dry.; 3:10 PM
Leilani Schuck Weatherington said...: The only problem with my clothes line is that the other pulley is attached to the barn, which is in the process of falling down. I can only hang maybe 1 set of sheets out at a time.; 9:59 AM

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Most of us go through life so absorbed in the cocoon of ourselves that we rarely stop to consider the other. Of course, we think that we do; indeed, we may pride ourselves on our capacity for empathy; we may be considerate and thoughtful in our dealings with others, but how often do we stand before them. so to speak, and experience what it is to be them?--Domenica Macdonald

The Unbearable Lightness of Scones, by Alexander McCall
Smith

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Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering -- because you can't take it in all at once. --Audrey Hepburn

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all, I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.--Agatha Christie

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Life can be wildly tragic at times, and I've had my share. But whatever happens to you, you have to keep a slightly comic attitude. In the final analysis, you have got not to forget to laugh.--Katharine Hepburn

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One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship

"Two people... told me that the word "Christian" would turn people off. I wouldn't mind if to be a Christian were accepted as being the dangerous thing which it is. I wouldn't mind if, when a group of Christians meet for bread and wine, we might well be interrupted and jailed for subversive activities. I wouldn't mind if, once again, we were being thrown to the lions. I do mind, desperately, that the word "Christian" means for so many people smugness, and piosity, and holier-than-thoughness. Who, today, can recognize a Christian because of "how those Christians love one another"?--Madeline L'Engle, "A Circle of Quiet"