Tuesday, September 16, 2008

SPT-All Because of a Blogger





Two years ago I was the recipient of Michelle’s Pink Christmas gift. It was a beautifully hand-covered and hand-painted recipe box with many of her favorite recipes; each recipe card was hand-stamped and laminated. I can’t help but be inspired by her creative projects, but I think I’m mostly motivated by the Creative Friday’s that she hosts for her friend, Jill. Michelle actually sets time aside each week with the sole purpose to be creative. I want to follow her example this Fall.

In truth, I could thank every blog I’ve ever read for sharing their creative genius with me. The photography, ideas, projects, opinions, problem-solving—incredibly creative posts dot the web. Simply stringing words together into a sentence requires creativity and so many bloggers inspire me with their sentences.

This morning while we were sitting in the New York airport, I began visiting with the woman in the seat beside me. She was terrified. She had only flown once before and that was several years ago. She was on her honeymoon and flying to see Yellowstone. I spoke encouraging words and then we boarded. After we landed I ran into her in the bathroom and she reported she’d taken some medicine and was doing much better. While we were sitting in the Detroit airport, a woman who had just finished visiting her granddaughter in Maine sat next to me. She said she’d had a marvelous time and was well rested, which she needed as she is the primary caregiver for her husband who has Alzeihemers. We had a short, lovely visit and as she toddled her way to the airplane, Calvin leaned over and whispered, “You are Abe’s and my worst nightmare to sit next to on a plane.” I promised him that I only visit with people who want visited with. He said, “How did you know that last woman wanted to visit.” I explained her body language had encouraged it and the free flow of her information confirmed it. He was not convinced that I am quasi-fluent in conversational body language.

We found our seats on the plane and as luck would have it, I had the middle seat. My least favorite. I begged Calvin to switch me spots. I whispered a reminder that I would feel a responsibility to visit if the person next to me wanted company and that four hours is a long time to converse. He just laughed, but would not budge. He reminded me that he had held middle-seat-duty on the flights out. So, I settled in the center seat. The woman next to me apologized for not being very friendly before I’d even buckled my belt. She said sh'ed had a difficult weekend and I correctly read her body language that said she needed a book to escape to rather than a new friend to rehash the last few days with.

Thirty minutes into the flight, Calvin, who had fallen asleep, snored. LOUD. Loud enough it woke him up. Loud enough the stewardess probably heard it. I leaned over, smiled and said, “You are my worst nightmare on a plane.”

So though he doesn’t have his very own blog spot, today’s honorable mention Self-Portrait-Tuesday goes to Calvin because if I’m patient enough I don’t even have to think of creative new sentences to say, I can just repeat his. Now that's creative inspiration.

13 comments:

lelly said...

YOU are so creative, jane! what a fun post to read.

Marie said...

Delightful! I loved your reflection of his statement. So funny. I would have loved to sit next to you on a plane.

Jill said...

You're so funny, I love your plane experiences.

Dacia said...

What a cute recipe box. Love it!

Great plane experiences. I have to admit that I'm the untalkative one on a plane and I usually am lost in a book!

Kathy Perrins said...

I just enjoy the way you put your sentences together

Jeanette said...

Great post and I love that recipe box. So cute!

deidra said...

I'm definitely a chatter on the plane. I always get the aisle seat, make the husband sit in the middle, then lean over him to chat with the window seat... if they want to talk.

Donna Chapin said...

I know this might surprise all of you. But I would have admit that I am a bit chatty on airplanes. One time I sat by a man that was very opinionated on US politics, and he was from another country. I was a bit bored by the conversation. Not sure if it was really boring or if I just didn't share his opinion. I promptly took a nap. :)

The monkey bunch said...

I love when you can reply to your husband with the same thing he said to you. It's just so perfect!
I love, love your recipe box.

Susan said...

That's adorable Jane.

michelle said...

Woohoo, I can't believe I was featured on your blog! I sure am glad we crossed paths, Jane.

LOVE the airplane self-portrait!

Lucy said...

I'm so glad you're back! You and Calvin are a perfect pair - I loved watching you two interact. This whole plane scene made me smile.

I agree. Your posts are creativity personified.

Julie said...

We are both Steve and Calvin's nightmare seatmates I guess! I would love to sit next to you on a plane, Jane! I have to admit that my last seatmate was an amorous, drunk Norwegian who insisted on telling me how long it had been since he'd seen beer or a beautiful woman since he'd been working on an oil rig for a month. All this while Andrew was throwing up in his sick bag and running to the bathroom every few minutes. I'll take a funny, compassionate, kind woman like you ANY day! They were all lucky to have you as seatmates!