Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Monday, March 30, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Today is orientation for the Sacred Peace Walk. I don't have to make dinner because someone's donating a hundred papusas. But someone should make salad and beans.
Lunch will be sandwiches. I need to make tuna fish and pasta salad and cut carrots and celery.
Well, I hope you're having a satisfying day.
Thursday, March 26, 2015
I ate something like an otter pop.
I lay in bed for a long time doing nothing. It felt luxurious. I like it here.
I made some nice vegan orange chicken for lunch with rice and kale. Well, I didn't really make the vegan orange chicken. It came frozen from Trader Joe's.
I think I mighta caught a cold from friends. Sometimes I sneeze. Maybe I'm just allergic to Las Vegas.
It's a good time of year, nice here.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
How are you? I am enjoying life.
Ming's out with a friend picking up some foods, a food donation for the Sacred Peace Walk--it's a bit early. The Walk doesn't start until Saturday. Well, that's orientation. The walk-Walk really starts Sunday.
It is amazing to have a new home.
Monday, March 23, 2015
Saturday, March 21, 2015
We were supposed to attend a brunch this morning but it was canceled, which is probably actually good for us. We still have a lot to do.
Friday, March 20, 2015
"I won't," I said.
Ming picked up two baby tree collards this evening. We will bring them with us to Las Vegas and see if we can keep them alive in the desert.
We have packed a lot, but the freecycle mods must be on vacation or something, because my ads aren't going through. No one's ads are going through. I need to get rid of a bunch of stuff and am getting a bit panicky.
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Today we went to Davis to deliver an end table thing to Ming's son. It was fun. We went to the co-op for lunch and groceries. Afterward Ming and I went to Teabo for boba. I had chocolate flavor, and it was heavenly. Almost as good as Purple Kow.
We need all these worldly pleasures to keep us from losing it as we pack like crazy.
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
I have this cute ribbon that looks like measuring tape. It's adorable and good. But what do I do with it? Wrap a present for a seamstress? I don't know any. Well, I know plenty of Taylors.
Last night I saw a friend, the first person I knew in Sacramento. She has been so good to me for a long time. We went for a walk at Land Park. We circumnavigated ponds. We found we have different definitions of pond vs lake. I think of lakes as huge, like the Great Lakes. We talked about her job. We talked about sex.
She just moved into a house and is unpacking, so she unpacked some boxes for me while I sat in a comfy chair. She unpacked the boxes to give me, to give me the boxes. I wanted small ones for papers.
I don't want to finish this blog post because when I do, I have to pack more. But we are going to drop off a handmade sickle for Ming's friend C. And I am seeing a friend at 10:45. We will say goodbye.
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
P was telling me about this person who lives at her retirement home. Her name is Mary, and she thinks she's the mother of God. She introduces herself that way.
P hates it. She told Mary, "I don't want you to talk to me that way." She doesn't want to encourage it, she told me.
I am the opposite. I would listen to Mary, I think, and wonder if she really was somehow the mother of God. But maybe Mary is annoying and I would start avoiding her. I have never lived in an assisted living place. It reminds me of a dorm full of old people.
Monday, March 16, 2015
how the hearing went
I think it went well. I did my best to very clearly speak the truth. I was nervous beyond nervous. If you know me well, you know that when I get very nervous, I tend to behave in a very subdued manner. That's what happened today, only a tear escaped my left eye and slid down the side of my face as I was questioned.
Afterward I got lost. I left the wrong way and couldn't figure out how to get back to the entrance. It's a very confusing building. I found a pond and a fountain and a little bridge. Finally I circumnavigated the immense building until I found Ming. I was extraordinarily disoriented and kept asking him if I was okay and if everything was okay. It was prolonged terrible stress.
But we celebrated with a breakfast at Maya's Taqueria. And I saw a friend in the afternoon. We did the bulletin at church. I made pasta for dinner and leftover kidney beans.
And now here I am with an empty pretend tupperware that recently held vegan chocolate cake. Now my tummy holds the vegan chocolate cake.
We won't know the judge's decision for a few weeks. They have up to 90 days though. I will be okay either way. If we don't get it, we'll just start over.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
A couple brought a juicer and stuff to juice. I had the most delicious glass of apple juice I had ever tasted. I also had some sips of a delicious lemony gingery elixir.
People came and went--at one point a couple arrived with three of their children. They were dressed up and seemed serious. One curious girl found my stash of FUN IS FREE, my quote zine, and we passed them around for everyone to read. Friends laughed at my silly quotes.
Because people came so early, I didn't have the chance to clean up as much as I wanted to beforehand. Oh well.
My hearing is tomorrow morning, and lots of people are praying for me or sending good vibes. It starts at 9, if you would like to pray too.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
Shut Down Creech!
Friday, March 13, 2015
Today we're off to Berkeley to see Ming's relatives and a friend of mine.
Yesterday Ming helped me clean my desk by helping me put all the desk papers into a box. Does that really count?
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Shut Down Creech!
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Before that, it was fun to see Ming's son R in Davis. We ate and shopped. The son bought ankle weights. He showed us the building of the apartment he'll have in the fall.
Then my reward was some boba tea from Teabo. It's better than Quickly but not as good as Purple Kow.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Today I said goodbye to two people. I don't know if I'll ever see them again.
We took down the outside Christmas lights that had been up but missing an extension cord for a year. We plugged them in indoors, and the blue ones were half-dead, so we put them with e-waste. The colorful ones, the green and blue blink.
Monday, March 09, 2015
Sunday, March 08, 2015
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
I guess I could have just thrown all of it away. A saner person might do that.
I have mail to open and read from when Ming and I were away on our trip. More paper seems perverted.
Yesterday I didn't blog because we were in Berkeley all day. We saw friends and went to a concert by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah's Alec Ounsworth. It was fantastic. He played some of my favorite songs from the first two albums. It was a house show. I felt like the weirdest person there, which is usual. It was a room full of people my age or so, the vast majority white and affluent. I felt like a weirdo, and we were right in the front, right next to the musician. So when Ming yawned multiple times (narcolepsy) I was sort of horrified.
But I was thinking how a relationship is like meditation, when you're trying to observe the breath without controlling it. It takes everything in me to try not to control Ming, but I gotta try.
Friday, March 06, 2015
Shut Down Creech!
We had noodles for dinner. They were boring. I wasn't thinking straight or I would have added some garlic and ginger. It's to the point where I don't want to buy any more food, just use up what we have, but can we live on canned tomato sauce and government green beans? No way.
We made it home safe from Las Vegas. But soon Las Vegas will be home. I feel torn. I wish we were already there. But I want to savor here. We'll be back. But never like this. I love this small apartment. I will miss it but hopefully not dream about it too much. Not those terrible dreams that I left important things behind. I dreamt like that when I left Rovana.
It's exhausting. So exhausting I gotta go to bed. Gnight!
Thursday, March 05, 2015
Today I wanted to hang out more at the Goddess Temple but some jets were flying air show style, in formation, making trails, and I couldn't handle the noise. So Ming refilled my water bottle and we drove back to Las Vegas.
We have not much to do until tomorrow morning when we return to Sacramento for two weeks of hard work, mostly, before we move to Las Vegas entirely.
I'm moody. And what a long, strange trip it's been.
Monday, March 02, 2015
Then we travel to Lockheed to demonstrate, and some friends will probably get arrested. We call it "risking arrest" because who knows--the guards and cops could turn over a new leaf and join us.
I survived all eight shared meals and am thriving on some nice hugs and good conversations.
Sunday, March 01, 2015
I'm wearing the tiedye I dyed myself. Including the socks. Ming is wearing his too, so we match, which may be obnoxious.
Shouldna packed the shorts. Shoulda packed only pants. It's cold.
Have I told you about the tame bunnies? There are three domesticated bunnies who live here. They hop around. You can pet them. Where are the predators, I wonder?