Dawn was abso-fucking-stunning this morning. After a zillion days (c’MON, it rilly, TRULY felt like a zillion) of blah grey rain/sleet/snow, (AKA the mess) the promise of sun, of color was BRILL!
As you may know, I’m not allowed out by myself. Why? Hells bells, I’m downing 4,000mg of anti seizure meds every damn day. Under the word tippy in the dictionary is a gif of me walking down the street like a drunk penguin. This morning though, I couldn’t resist. While Ten was out for a walk and Jen was in the shower, I snuck out.
HAD to!
Yes, I later confessed and got a stern scolding. No, I’m not sorry.
Yesterday the mess
held off (though the sky was still blah) and Ten and I drove down to
Nantasket. It was my first time outta the house in weeks and the first
time I’ve been anywhere but Valhalla in months. Felt good to be out even
though I wasn’t up for climbing down over the mounds of stones and
seaweed to hit the beach. There were more folks out walking along the
seawall than I'd expected BUT at least 90% of them were masked up. Good.
Ten and I mostly sat in the car being all mesmerized by the waves and
watching the surfers.
- I want to know the absolute second their new book comes out.
- Sometimes they inspire intense food cravings like Catherynne Valente’s recent maple blondie post. Yes, MAPLE blondies with walnut and chocolate chips. I NEED these NOW!
- They’re funny as all hell, particularly Chuck Wendig and John Scalzi.
Two examples:
1) Mr. Wendig was replying to a post by fellow author Kosoko Jackson, who had asked “What's your favorite font to draft in? I know you all have favorites. Don't lie.” Wendig's initial response seems dry but the thread? It's fascinating and hilarious. OK, to clarify, it’s oh-my-god-I’m screaming-here funny IF you’re a font geek…which I am.
2) Mr. Scalzi, responding to some idiot (to be generous) trump cultist whose fee-fees are all in a sweaty bunch over a twisted, self-fabricated slight to her god emperor. Author Man Scalzi is the King of Surgical Ridicule.
Word for the day:
Lustrum
Noun
A period of five years
Oh please. No. Just no! Everyone knows that the Lustrum is a carnival ride – similar to a merry-go-round but the dragons (or horses or whatever) vibrate. Also too, it’s an adults only ride.
I found this list yesterday and feel it’s my duty as an old broad to share it. Ya know, for the sake of all the young chicas out there who may not yet know this VERY IMPORTANT shit. Also too, please remember that looks which work for Kali (e.g., a necklace of human ears {item #9} or decapitated heads) will NOT work for you or me. Why? She’s a goddess, fer fucks sake. Yes, we might occasionally FEEL divine but nope. Don’t do it. You’ll never look as stupid as the Q moron from the insurrection riot but it’ll be close.Why chance it?
As you may know, you're not allowed out by yourself. [growling like a bear]
ReplyDeleteCome on comment crew, I know you're out there, I need a little help here ...
:-) Yes Dear. I understand, Dear :-)
DeleteMy mother was a talented artist, gardener and teacher. Most of all she was fiercely independent. As she aged, she developed mobility issues which she powered through despite our concerns. I could not get her to use a cane or walker. Eventually she started falling and those incidents lead to four concussions that required hospitalization and rehab. Now she has short term memory issues and has lost her cognitive ability to draw and paint.
ReplyDeletePlease Donna, please allow your loved ones to help you move about. Don't be impulsive. They need to know they can trust you. Falls are traumatic for everyone.
Thank you Pam. I know I need to move slower and always have Ten or Jen with me. This is a hard transition and MOSTLY I'm being a good doobie. Thank you.
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