Gloomy Saturday
We are in a pattern of overcast, cold, and dry.
Last night I did something wild and crazy: I went out at night and didn't get home until 11:00. My old friend Seth reappeared in my life recently after more than a year. Seth and I were in coven together and we lived together as roommates for a year. We have been pretty good friends over the years, but he and his sidekick and roommate, Amy, were super rude to me a year or so ago and the incident never was addressed (I tried.). I also never heard a peep from him the whole time I could have used some help after surgery. He recently reappeared and took me out to dinner for my birthday. Then he invited me to his housing coop to watch a movie last night.
Of course, Amy inserted herself into the middle of the whole thing--or maybe that's just how house coops work--and was all over me as though we were the best of friends. We are not. She can be charming, and I initially thought we had a lot in common. But she's the kind of person who takes whatever she can from you and never gives back. She also has an obnoxious habit of bailing on commitments at the last minute. The last time she did that to me, I pretty much told her to get lost. Amy: "My inability to keep things straight has nothing to do with my regard for you." Me: "It has everything to do with how you regard me, so cut the bullshit." (Lest you think I'm just this really bitchy person, this was after about 8 years of giving her hundreds of plants and plant products and making myriad plans with her that she bailed on.). So seeing her was a bit awkward.
We watched the story of Aung San Suu Kyi's rise to power in Burma. It was not uplifting, and apparently the situation in Burma has gotten much worse since the movie was made in 2006. Just this month, Amnesty International has withdrawn the Ambassador of Conscience Award-its highest honor-from Burmese leader Aung San Suu Kyi in response to the military atrocities and ongoing persecution of Burma’s Rohingya minority. I will say that the movie made me curious to look into this further.
My daughter took the 3 little girls and went to the Twin Cities to see her best friend, Cori. Beckett stayed behind with Jason, as B has basketball tournaments today. My job was to let their puppies out at noon. Stella wasn't having it and wouldn't go outside. I finally did catch her, though, and supervised her business and got her back in the crate with food. Then Rex and Pluto and I were off to the dog park. I am often grumpy about the idea of going out in the cold, but it was beautiful out there and it's always fun.
So fun that Al, the guy who asked me out, is going with us tomorrow. We have been emailing. He seems like a smart, funny guy. I warned him that I'm too sarcastic for a lot of people, but he said he's a New Yorker and he likes honesty. I pulled out my other deep, dark secrets that seem to wig people out (I'm bi, a Witch, and a cannabis user) and he hasn't reacted in the usual way. We'll see. I am a little uncomfortable that he hangs with this group of people, a couple of which are my neighbors, and I'm not eager for this to be A Thing that they all chew on. But that's what people do. I have special man-repelling qualities, so I don't expect much.
I completely re-wrote parts of the website for the food forests, and Rodney says he has posted it, so I have to check it out. I worked with him directly last weekend, and he doesn't seem like any web genius to me. He's very nice and accommodating, but he works super slow. And he not only cannot write, but he cannot spell. He had something in there about seed bombs for gorilla gardening. I told him to change it to the correct spelling, and he had never heard of the word guerilla before. Dude, you are in your 60s and you are from California. What about Che Guevara? Those people need me.
Tomorrow is also the neighborhood holiday party, as I wrote. I have to show up with food. I will not be bringing a vegan "cheese" ball
Last night I did something wild and crazy: I went out at night and didn't get home until 11:00. My old friend Seth reappeared in my life recently after more than a year. Seth and I were in coven together and we lived together as roommates for a year. We have been pretty good friends over the years, but he and his sidekick and roommate, Amy, were super rude to me a year or so ago and the incident never was addressed (I tried.). I also never heard a peep from him the whole time I could have used some help after surgery. He recently reappeared and took me out to dinner for my birthday. Then he invited me to his housing coop to watch a movie last night.
Of course, Amy inserted herself into the middle of the whole thing--or maybe that's just how house coops work--and was all over me as though we were the best of friends. We are not. She can be charming, and I initially thought we had a lot in common. But she's the kind of person who takes whatever she can from you and never gives back. She also has an obnoxious habit of bailing on commitments at the last minute. The last time she did that to me, I pretty much told her to get lost. Amy: "My inability to keep things straight has nothing to do with my regard for you." Me: "It has everything to do with how you regard me, so cut the bullshit." (Lest you think I'm just this really bitchy person, this was after about 8 years of giving her hundreds of plants and plant products and making myriad plans with her that she bailed on.). So seeing her was a bit awkward.
We watched the story of Aung San Suu Kyi's rise to power in Burma. It was not uplifting, and apparently the situation in Burma has gotten much worse since the movie was made in 2006. Just this month, Amnesty International has withdrawn the Ambassador of Conscience Award-its highest honor-from Burmese leader Aung San Suu Kyi in response to the military atrocities and ongoing persecution of Burma’s Rohingya minority. I will say that the movie made me curious to look into this further.
My daughter took the 3 little girls and went to the Twin Cities to see her best friend, Cori. Beckett stayed behind with Jason, as B has basketball tournaments today. My job was to let their puppies out at noon. Stella wasn't having it and wouldn't go outside. I finally did catch her, though, and supervised her business and got her back in the crate with food. Then Rex and Pluto and I were off to the dog park. I am often grumpy about the idea of going out in the cold, but it was beautiful out there and it's always fun.
So fun that Al, the guy who asked me out, is going with us tomorrow. We have been emailing. He seems like a smart, funny guy. I warned him that I'm too sarcastic for a lot of people, but he said he's a New Yorker and he likes honesty. I pulled out my other deep, dark secrets that seem to wig people out (I'm bi, a Witch, and a cannabis user) and he hasn't reacted in the usual way. We'll see. I am a little uncomfortable that he hangs with this group of people, a couple of which are my neighbors, and I'm not eager for this to be A Thing that they all chew on. But that's what people do. I have special man-repelling qualities, so I don't expect much.
I completely re-wrote parts of the website for the food forests, and Rodney says he has posted it, so I have to check it out. I worked with him directly last weekend, and he doesn't seem like any web genius to me. He's very nice and accommodating, but he works super slow. And he not only cannot write, but he cannot spell. He had something in there about seed bombs for gorilla gardening. I told him to change it to the correct spelling, and he had never heard of the word guerilla before. Dude, you are in your 60s and you are from California. What about Che Guevara? Those people need me.
Tomorrow is also the neighborhood holiday party, as I wrote. I have to show up with food. I will not be bringing a vegan "cheese" ball