Happy Birthday, askye!

Yay, Jen!

It's from a memoir by a woman whose mom practically supported the family winning contests for housewives...Julianne Moore is probably gonna come apart in it.(I mock cause it's on my list too.) But she has been crying for work lots lately.

yay Jen

I just tried to convince my 8 year old neighbor to come help me clean my house. It didn't work.

Plans for this weekeknd...

shhh....there is no actual plan - a few vague ideas, but no plan. yay. I really hope it doesn't get filled with plans...

Weekend plans include finding a pretty summer dress, but since I hates shopping I truly do wish someone would do it for me. It needs to be cotton and have sleeves and hopefully pockets too, since I always want a place to put my hands.

Yay for no more radiation for JenP! May your superpower be foamy and convenient too (I am still advocating that transporter thing, btw).

I kept hearing a weird sloshing-glooping noise. Turns out a juvenile bluejay is wading in the birdbath and then doing a high speed wing flutter that sends cascades of water sparkling into the sun. It's verra pretty.

This weekend, I'm officiating the wedding of my longest term client. It's sort of like marrying my own daughter off. (or the closest I'll ever come) It's going to be small...and long...lots of cool elements, including a 'sekrit' handfasting. Only the three of us know what that means...the mundanes will boggle I'm sure.

Then more work, work, work for the Peace March Reunion. I'm glad I volunteered to organize because...myway!...but it has been an assload of work. Still, it ought to be a blast and I feel good about what I'm providing the community.

Around 200 people are coming...one 89 year old from NZ!

First week of July? Coma time baybee...

Work in the morning tomorrow then house cleaning followed by hanging around doing nothing. Sunday, lunch at a friend's, then to see the Spalding Gray tribute, which is this: [link]

Stabby stabby stabby.

NO IDEA how much easier she ismaking this.

Grrrrrrrrr.

Yay JenP with the no more radiation having. I can't imagine what that was like, but I can approximate the relief of not doing it any more. (that whole, hitting yourself with a hammer thing)

Blessings on your body for right and perfect cell production from here on out. May every cell of your body be purged of impurities and enlivened with the love of whatever you hold holy.

scrunches up face in mad good vibes tossing in Jen's direction.

Yay JenP! I hope your superpowers involve flight! (If you'd like that sort of thing, that is. Invulnerability's also fun!)

This weekend I'm heading to Kernersville so I can help my folks a bit and take Dad out for a Father's Day lunch.

Grrr. Hate banks.