Sunday, March 29, 2009

Grand Canyon of Love

Perfect day, perfect guy. We started the day watching the last half of Donnie Darko (I was falling asleep last night). What a great movie. Thje we went to the garden where TPG (the pefect guy) dug down and in the compost/soil and fertilizer. After of course removing the strawberries, then replanting them. Then we had a fanastic lunch at Greenlake Bar and Grill. Then the Greenlake library, where he looked for music, and I having over 1000 page out from the library made myself sit and read the magazine Gardening. Then we walked Greenlake. And sometime with my diabetes my feet don't always cooperate. So we went really slow, as in, pre-surgery I walked greenlake in about 50 minutes and today it took an hour and a half. Yikes. Did my 6'2 TPG complain, nope. Then he offered me a chocolate treat if I wanted, but I declined. So then yes TPG went to have tea with his Step Dad (who was more like a Dad without the step), then we reconnected and he went and bought a CD, and now loaded up with important stuff from his house - foot massager+ more for me. So grouchy diabetic girl is here typing on the computer and TPG is in the kitchen making dinner. Yes. He just brought me out a slice of incredible apple pie from Trader Joes. I know I know you all want your own TPG, and you won't believe I found him on Craigslist, but I did. And yes I think we are building a Grand Canyon of love, and couldn't be happier. Feeling all yummy and warm now. (And yes R,- spoilt like a bad egg by this wonderful man). Think I have to go kiss on him now.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Mozart and Mole

I am starting the day with Mozart and ending with chicken mole, and a documentary on Cesar Chavez. I have my Che boys coming over and love them both dearly and it will be a nice night. I just wish I had a cleaning fairy. For that matter a money fairy. Any takers? Alas I will have to change it up to my Frida soundtrack and get my hips a swaying, I think that was my Mom's secret to the mole. shhhh don't tell.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Figs

I went to an open mic tonight, and bless the woman who organized it. And yes I am glad that there is a space for voices of all kinds to be heard..... However:

An orchard of figs for Rebecca, for telling me and reminding me and showing me that using gerunds is weak. For calling my work crap when it is. For the reminder show don't tell, for striking words like shadowy and respectable, and sharing. Thank the God of Figs for Rebecca so that my mediocre works will not make it out of her sofa. For everything more that I cannot list because I have to go wash and eat dark chocolate to bring back a pleasant taste to my mouth. Or perhaps a fig or two!
I washed my cell phone. Actually I washed my pants which had my cell phone in their pocket. I received a new cell phone and after 32 minutes on the phone am having another new cell phone sent to me. So now I have to send back my cell phone that was washed to one address, and the new cell phone that doesn't work to another address once I receive that prepaid envelope. Now I don't want to go back to horse and carriage days, but really you think it would be easier to get a new working cell phone than this!

Tired

I am quite tired today and can't even think of much. Focus, must focus for at least 6.5 more hours.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Fuddy duddy

I am such a fuddy duddy. I didn't sleep well last night. There was a grand canyon in the bed between me and my guy when he finally came to bed. Normally we are snug as a bug in a rug and I fall asleep and then I wake up in my corner and he is either in his corner or wrapped around me, both work. But I don't like being the one awake and having him go to bed asleep first and having that canyon of bed between us, I don't like that at all! Ok maybe it is very selfish of me. So what? I get to be selfish every now and then. I spoil him and yes he spoils me. So then I woke up and there he was ready to wrap himself around me and I was glad he wasn't mad at me and how can anyone turn down a giant bear hug coming toward you. I am blessed even if I am a selfish fuddy duddy sometimes! Tonight I get all the pillows to myself! Yay!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Peas!!

Ok yes after I hurt myself hosting 4 bags of soil/compost into my trunk I gave up and listened to my friends that told me I am not supposed to be doing that after surgery. So this morning what started out as early and 3 coffee pots later, the boyfriend dug down the dirt/compost/soil and bone meal and then I planted the peas. We then took a drive to Little Si where there was some "Event" and promptly left - too many people, and went to Tolt River instead. Beautiful. Real river rock, worn smooth not the laughable fake stuff on some townhouses I walk by. Quiet except for the toddler taking off his/her pants and washing them in the river. Kissing is better by a river. I don't know why it just is. Then we looked for a dairy farm I have been to somewhere in Carnation as I wanted some fresh milk, but not finding it settled for the greasiest saltiest french fries I have ever had. If I wasn't craving salt as I do once a month I would not have been able to eat them . Since I was the boy taking a few and stopping at that, I ate most of the scruptious bag. Realizing we forgot to give the peas a good soak we stopped on the way home and soaked the soil. Grow little peas grow!!!

Friday, March 20, 2009

Ahh redemption. So my sweetie of a boyfriend after waking me up brings up a massage table to make me feel better. Then goes with me to the cell phone store where even though I pay insurance still have to pay $50 to get a new cell phone, ah yes, I will be cancelling the monthly insurance, then takes me to lunch. He his doing his taxes now at the library. I am here typing. We will meet later at the garden and dig in the dirt. FUN!!! Amazing how a crappy day turned into a really nice one.

Zzzzzzz

The elusive sleep. Ok I slept six and a half hours only waking up once, but after a week of not sleeping well am missing the training today. I figure after surgery, I need to keep my health up, and not sleeping doesn't help. Of course I decided this last night, so whose phone rings at 7am? MINE. And who is it? My boyfriend. He didn't know I decided at midnight last night that I decided to stay home and try and sleep in now did he. So it is 7:56am and I am wide awake. Maybe I will go plant the peas today instead of tomorrow.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Chase the clouds away?

Sometimes you are the balloon, and sometimes you're the dirt!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The higher the hair...

It just gets better. My lost in Texas couple were singled out by the African American gospel singer who I am told was amazing and told them she liked them as the best couple at the wedding. Did the musician know they were from Seattle? No, just must have been the soft brown dress and short hair, separating her from the floral dresses and big hair! We all have are in this world, mine is right here beside the water overlooking the mountains. No big hair, no hair spray smells, just wonderful geeky friends who like to laugh and party!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Feeling full. A good full. I still have my job at least for tomorrow. I get to curl up on a mattress with not one, not two, but 4 pillows that tonight I am not sharing. I have someone to share them with who I absolutely adore. My limbs work, my eyes/ears and nose work. I just am grateful tonight. And it feels wonder-big yawn full, time for the pillows. Good night world
The ax dropped and severed some leaving others half way on halfway off. Of course this is just the beginning. This is just one limb on one tree in one forest. Won't know more for my sense of safety until mid to late April. Scary scary scary..good things I have roots. Hopefully no root rot though.

Birding

So one of my hip nerdy friends was at a wedding in Texas and her husband was on the edge of the property birding. The police came out ready to arrest him for crashing a private wedding. I guess our Seattle frumpy/nerdy birders who I love dearly and am proud to be friends with don't pass the Texas test!

Monday, March 16, 2009

Hetty help us now!
I am eating real (sort of - processed from a box) and hoping my body cooperates. It has been a real inconvenience being sick. My guy and I had an nature escape planned for Friday and blues in the evening. Instead my amazing guy came went to the store for more toilet paper, got back took me to the doctor, then brought me home to rest while he went out for gatorade/apple juice, etc. He stayed with me all weekend (minus errands) to make sure I was ok. So body get better, I have some serious loving to give this great guy!

South California Purples

Purples... my guy gives me purples and oranges, Birds of Paradise, and Gerbera's greet me with horns and strings this morning. Smell of Kona coffee fresh from the island, courtesy of a good friend just back from the islands warm me. Back to the couch for more purples.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

bumps

The new budgets are due this week. The waiting game begins. The bumps will start. A rocky road, I hope I still have a seat at the end of this trip.
I am spun like cotton candy.

Snow or Sun

I am tired of the blustery snow. Peas are wrapped in moist towels on the kitchen counter ready to germinate. I am bundled in a silk purple pajama top healing from either stomach flu or food poisoning - curse the potluck- and tired of snow. I am ready to germinate. Unfurl my leaves, sprout with orange petals a purple center, and red leaves.