Silence Echos

Hiding behind my Sunnies

All I really want to do today is hide behind my sunnies, which, for those of you who don't know, are my sunglasses.  Sunnies is a term I wish I had coined because I do love my sunglasses, but alas I got it from a Bravo reality show. My sunglasses are my grown up security blanket; they are my shelter as well as my shade.  And they help me look fabulous even when I don't feel fabulous. I 've been told that my sunglasses are somewhat bold and aggressive.  Someone told me that this summer, and I was secretly pleased that my sunglasses work, in some manner, as a "Do Not Disturb" sign! When it comes to my sunnies, I say the bigger the better- all the better to hide, my dear.  And this week I feel like hiding, so I have on my really bold and aggressive large Versace sunnies.

The Sound of Closure

Here is another thing that I am terrible at:  I never quite know when to quit on somethings.  I was recently reminded of this when I was watching The Hustler with Paul Newman.  There is an intense scene where Fast Eddie, a young pool shark, who has taken on the best in the business, Minnesota Fats, is up $11,000 dollars, but he doesn't know when to quit. His manager begs him to leave and get some sleep, but rather than walking away he keeps on playing and loses the money after 25 hours of play and a bottle of Bourbon.  Minus the pool playing and the bottle of Bourbon, I am just like this guy: sometimes I just don't know when to quit when I am ahead.