Mr. Rusty came home with me today after first visiting the vet – the doc was impressed by his size and his sweetness despite being prodded and injected and having a thermometer put up his butt (most likely the first time he’s experienced that!). Poor thing was terrified when I picked him up and he behaved so well for a cat not used to domesticity – he’s bright orange with big orange eyes! A pumpkin!!
Took the dried rosemary and sage bundle and lit it on fire and as it was smoking I went through each corner of the house again smudging away the gris gris. Soon all the gris gris will be gone.
I volunteered to hand out flyers – first it was 100 copies and the area to place flyers was Esplanade-Fairgrounds from Mystery to Moss and now it turns out I need 500 copies to cover this area! Good grief. I don’t know my hood that well either because it turns out I have no idea what any of this means: “Fortin Street from Mystery to Gentilly is done as is the first three blocks of…
So I was thinking back to my friend’s metaphor that my life is like a painting – and when she said it I was envisioning this vast oil painting but today I’m thinking velvet painting – with those harsh colors – so that my hair is red like cinammon – and the paint is thick and the brush strokes are uneven and funky.
A friend emails about a date gone bad, or gone nowhere rather, after only a few dates and what’s left is a giant question mark that hangs in the room like a white elephant. Simultaneously, a male friend calls and says he is splitting with his girlfriend and is sad over this choice – but I hear a resolution where there has been a giant question mark hanging in the room like a white elephant…
Well, dear reader, I fired him. Yes, that’s right, K, the carpenter is gone. Well not yet, I just went by the LaLa with my friend L on the phone (who by the way found out today she has one bun in the oven, not twins) and K was still there so I didn’t go in because L worried he might kill me. I had an ever loving fit earlier – thought I was going…
These cold and rainy days are just not what the doctor ordered. But the sun keeps trying to come out. Meanwhile I keep hearing 18-wheelers pull up on Toulouse (out my window at the Can) and I keep thinking one of them is bringing my slab for my counter tops (which was supposed to arrive at Pieri today, I can see their front door from my window). I went by the LaLa after pilates and…
Got news from L this morning that Zandi can’t go to the school – recall Zandi is the little South African girl I sort of adopted to help her go to the good school. L had told me that Zandi would be able to attend the Waldorf school in Zenzelani and I had my company match my donation to even give extra support for her to do so. It turns out that the social worker…
K called this morning to say the weather just wasn’t quite right and perhaps it would be more profitable if he stayed home today and possibly tomorrow. I called him back, much as I hate starting my week by having one of these conversations, and simply said, if he didn’t show up today, someone else would.
I had a chit chat with a woman tonight about men and I told her that she’s beautiful and smart and worthy and that if this man in her mind doesn’t acknowledge that then she needs to acknowledge while she is smitten by him it does not mean she has to settle for less than she is worth. Truth is he could be smitten by her too but has issues – maybe she doesn’t fit…