Tuesday, September 27, 2016
A dog across the street is barking a lot. Rurff, rurff.
This afternoon I see my doctor person and feel dread.
The event was under-attended and we have way too much food left over. I think we will buy some back from NDE. But how much banana bread can I make?
Monday, September 26, 2016
Last night some filmmakers came over and sat with us for a while in our living room. We talked about what's happening tomorrow. I'm concerned because Lockheed got a contract to run the test site and I don't know if the arrest procedure is the same. I might not get arrested today. I'll see how I feel. I don't know when Lockheed takes over. The news article I read left something to be desired.
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Friday, September 23, 2016
Today I need to do a shit ton more shopping--I'm responsible for shopping for three breakfasts, three dinners, and a lunch. We expect 20 people at each meal.
I bought some rolls yesterday at Costco that are not vegan. I momentarily forgot that everything has to be vegan.
Tomorrow I'm leading a desert appreciation exercise and speaking on a panel. Other days I'm singing a Mother song and preparing lunch.
1. get easel with paper and sharpie
2. make lyrics sheet for Jaya Jaya Janani
3. shop till I drop
4. prep veggies on Sunday
5. organize ingredients into different boxes for the different people who need them
6. deliver ingredients
7. let King Ron know when to come over to make dinner Monday
8. grind flax seeds and teach R how to make a fake egg out of ground flax seeds
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Yesterday we went to my favorite bookstore Writer's Block. We brought my bestie, who's in town but is going home today. She loved it too. I showed her the mailbox for King Pigeon. We talked about adopting an artificial bird. She said it would be too much work.
I was up before 5 and feel sleepy. Making tea...!
Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Now I need a walk and some rest.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Ming's out hiking the Narrows. He should be back at the hotel in two hours to check us out.
Turning 40 is a big deal. I remember an acquaintance who was Ming's friend turned 40 a few years ago. We went to her birthday party. I remember thinking she was a good sport and feeling awe of her and thinking I would be 40 soon. I remember her birthday necklace with its gold Mardi Gras beads and the plastic middle part that had lights that flashed.
Another friend's 40th birthday party is where Ming and I met five and a half years ago. Those 40ths are important. She had a vegan chocolate cake from Freeport Bakery and K played the song "The Final Countdown" when it was candle time.
I feel weird because I had sugary instant oatmeal for breakfast but hopefully the soymilk will balance it out. The upstairs hotel neighbors clomp around. The kids are screamy. Last night when they were running and screaming I wanted to ask Ming, "Aren't you glad those aren't ours?"
Sunday, September 18, 2016
Saturday, September 17, 2016
Friday, September 16, 2016
Today I have therapy in the afternoon and a small group UU thing in the morning. It will be my first time at the UU thing and I'm checking it out. After three times they want a commitment. I'm going partially to make friends. I could use one or two more in person friends. I have so many penpals and far away friends I feel spread thin, sometimes.
It's almost my birthday. There might be thunderstorms on my birthday. That would be kinda cool.
Thursday, September 15, 2016
nobody stole the sandwiches
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
I don't like games either
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Monday, September 12, 2016
"Okay, maybe a hundred," he said. He told me he did some spider killing and cleanup. He told me they were tiny. Yes, I looked--they were tiny.
Then we went to the wild desert. We went for a walk on a trail. Then I sat on a rock for a long time, meditating and then just sitting there. We talked about friends, feelings, and Ming's compass app.
Then we grocery shopped. I ate a crisp apple slice as a sample at Trader Joe's.
Then we came home and some baby spiders were by the window. Maybe 15 of them. They had made a web. Ming burned them to death with the long-nosed lighter that was right there by the stove. I ate sweet strawberries.
I got a hole in my shirt from a fence wire. I got some fancy tea in those pyramid teabags. That's all.
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Last night was political prisoner letter writing night. It was lotsa people and loud. I just about lost my mind. But we got out of there and I got home and eventually slept and regenerated spoons.
So that's the news, readers. Some funny things are happening but I don't think I can tell you about them. Like my friend cut off all his dreads and then someone made a facebook comment that seemed negative so he seemed to flip out a bit. It happens. I wish he had some grains of salt to take things with.
See, I probably shouldn't have said that, but does it make for a better blog post?
Now Ming's on the phone with our matriarch J getting counseled about other facebook drama. Oh, facebook.
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Then we went to the Catholic Worker to serve the hungry. It was pancake day, and I did syrup. I said good morning to a lot of people and poured syrup on their food. I got called honey and sweetie, which I take with the intention it was given.
Then Ming gave me a ride home and returned to the Worker to help with dishes. Then there's a seed planting workshop he's co-leading. I said I'd go, before, but changed my mind. It's going to be a busy day. I have a meeting in the afternoon and political prisoner letter writing night at 6.
Is it Saturday already? Yes, it is.
Friday, September 09, 2016
you must be a Christmas tree, the way you light up the room
I was just listening to music and binding zines. I got this rainbow thread, but the rate that the color changes to another color is such that only one color shows, per zine. Know what I mean? So that's kind of a fail. But it's cheerful.
Every day is a new chance to be good to myself. That's one of the things I pray for the most--asking for help taking care of my body and mind.
Last night in my dream I wished some people happy Friday then dream-doubted myself. Usually in my dreams I am so uncertain about reality, which is slippery.
My bestie sent me a ton of typed up letters from when we were teenagers. I read them last night and laughed and cried. And I didn't even get to the sad part yet.
Thursday, September 08, 2016
I dreamt of an expensive hotel. It cost $5000 to stay there. We couldn't afford it but were desperate for a place to stay.
This morning I meditated imagining I had roots growing out of my tailbone, reaching down into the earth. I meditated like this for 10 minutes. It worked okay.
Was I pretending I was a tree? The roots were thick and brown, so I think I was pretending to be a tree.
Wednesday, September 07, 2016
Yesterday I felt bad, but today I feel better.
This morning we had a meeting with R. I was feeling kind of crazy, partially because a loud action film was playing in the other room.
I said I felt crazy. Ming said he felt sleepy. R said he felt like helping people. We were playing our roles perfectly.
R gave his shirt and flipflops to a homeless person a couple weeks ago so he's been without flipflops. He's wearing regular shoes.
"He'd give someone the shirt off his back," was a saying I've heard all my life, but R is the first person I've known who lives it. You can't fake that.