… and I’m up looking at the first glow of the day begin to warm the sky. The pollen count was so high yesterday that I carried a numb headache for most of it… though it was evident at rehearsal last night that I was not alone. Hopefully today will bring some relief… but that may be too much to ask. There has been a constant no-show at Suicide Lounge rehearsal… sad as it may …
If you came by earlier and I wasn’t here it’s because I was migrating my blog to a different server. Hope I didn’t scare you too much. Just doing some geeky web related stuff that I’ll go into later. Let’s just say that I’ve decided to impose the learning curve back onto myself. All part of forward movement.
It’s been a challenging week. Yesterday for instance, started with Mum packing up her things putting it in front of the house and saying good-bye to the neighbors. For the past week she has been obsessing that I have sold the house and that someone has bought her property. All of this was transpiring while I was trying to set up a Mother’s Day lunch in the front yard. (More on the lunch later.) In …
… perhaps the real question should be… when do I not? It was spurred on by something that Mum said yesterday as I was sharing a meal with her. “You have become quite a good cook.” I beamed because that is indeed high praise coming from one’s mother. I was thinking about how I learned to cook pretty early in life. By the age of 8, I could whip up a pretty decent fried rice. …
(You know, I always felt that should have been the iconic line from the movie The Sixth Sense… instead of the “dead people” line.) There are still a whole load of challenges up ahead but I’ll deal with them one at a time. Thank you all who left supportive comments. I am not usually the whine-meister but I allowed the last wave of feeling overwhelmed get the better of me. It incapacitated me and I …
Floating in this swirl of uncertainty is really starting to get to me. Now I fully understand that there are no guarantees in life but I’m twirling at the end of a thread more so than I have ever done so before. It is not a new occurance in my life but the difference this time is that I have someone depending on me. I knew the present shift I am in would be extreme …
… or something close. First, I’m pulling clothes out of the washer to line dry them and something scrapes my middle finger breaking the skin. So I practice some ancient alchemy – suck on it and it will all be better. I hang the clothes on the line… no big deal. Figure they will be dry within 2 hours with the current sunshine beating down. I head into the kitchen. Suddenly have a hankering for …
… tomorrow for the Rogue. The 22nd edition of the Horizon Awards will be held at the council chambers of Fresno City Hall. (Yeah, it does look like a Klingon battle cruiser, doesn’t it?) A pretty big affair and I’m supposed to give a short speech and all. (Lordy, lordy… oy vey!) OK, this is all pretty surreal to me. (I’m convinced this is going to be like traipsing through a Salvador Dali painting.) Yes, …
… the next couple of days. Extreme juxtaposed realities of my life are converging. On one end there is good cause for pride and celebration but on the other cause for worry and panic. I can only stand in the middle and attempt to breathe at the moment. (The high pollen count today is only adding to all of this.) The meme in the last post was fun. It was a challenge coming up with …
