Usually I can refrain from commentary, but I'm about to flipping burst.
Another 150 BILLION?
But we can't take care of our own?
Katrina?
Homeless?
South Central LA?
Gangs in America?
Unequal Education?
No Social Security for the current working generation?
That isn't even touching the tip of the iceberg.
150 BILLION to somewhere else?
Fuck oil. Fuck Bush.
Today, I was at the coffee shop and I was overcome with a feeling of needing to go home. Like something was the matter. I am never really one to ignore my intuition and in fact when I last ignored it I made sure to tell myself to listen to it the next time. So, I reasoned that i could do some baking and stuff to make up for the early leave time.
Michael had 2 teeth pulled yesterday (emergency) and I didn't like the idea that he still had to go to work even though he'd just had that done. So, I guess I was already on edge because nothing drastic or dire has happened.
Well, that's about all I got before I hit the sack. I gotta get up early tomorrow so that I can make the sandwiches. I'm not crazy about the tuna salad that I made. If anyone wants to submit recipes to me that doesn't include chopping, then I'm open.
Ok, I'm truly exhausted.
night night
We are having a bit of a slow week as the weather is as fickle as people are. But that's ok. It's the tipping decision in deciding to have the cinnamon rolls out. I am actually going to try and make cinnamon rolls downtown.
I actually am starting to accept that this is my coffee shop and if I want to put a picture of EE Cummings up, I can. And I did. Ha!
Still waiting to hear back about the exchange student. She'll be 16 and going to high school. So exciting.
Well, there's slim to none chance of getting my things back. Such is life. Protect myself, rethink the whole purse thing and move on.
Can't let all that rain on our parade. We are super excited because we may be hosting an exchange student in January. She is from Chile, and there's just some things that have to be done first to get approved, but we can't see why we would be rejected. An acquaintance of ours runs a program that handles foreign exchange students, and she said something to us, and we were like, 'yeah, keep us in mind...' but we didn't really think that we'd be able to do anything yet. But then we got an email later about an artistic-writing-singing-freewilled-young lady who appears to love animals and we just had to offer her our home. I know that many have helped me on my road to traveling and exploration, and it's a chance to return the favor. We are super excited.
Cross your fingers.
I don't know if this is a problem with other people with chronic pain, but I get so tired. By the end of my work day I'm on autopilot. What's really bad, is I am usually on autopilot even without pain. My little brain is always going going going.
Well I asked Michael to go get the car because sometimes the walk is just too much for me. I organized the shop. I grabbed my purse and my crochet bag. And I grabbed a tray full of muffins and bagels that didn't sell this week. I went outside and sat on the curb and waited for Michael. He got there, I was preoccupied with trying to stand and get into the truck with as little pain as possible. I remember about 3/4 of the way home that I didn't grab my bags. I grabbed the muffins, but not my purse and crochet bag.
That started an evening of investigation and reporting, and calling companies. Somebody saw fit to take my bags and try to use the cards in it. I never carry cash, but I had 40 bucks on me this time because I was going to give some money to a friend who cleans our house and to my brother in jail so that he could get some things from their program.
Anyhow. That's basically all. Now I've got to report my name to avoid someone trying to use my name to get cards, etc.
It's so frustrating. But, I plan on following through. I followed through when someone broke into my car.
Well, enough of that. I'm just a little frustrated from being in pain and exhausted at the end of the day. It's not so much the neck and shoulders anymore as it is the lower back, feet and lower legs. All that standing when I've not been working out so much has me all out of whack.
It's 5 a.m. hopefully, I can go back to bed.
I went back to the 'holler' this weekend for the family reunion. It was blissful. We almost didn't go because an 80 dollar repair ended up being almost 300 bucks and it was a real strange way of happening. Once again, I can not find a mechanic that doesn't charge you an arm and a leg and try to pull a fast one. They lull you in, and you don't mind waiting a few extra days for them to do your car... until they take it to sears and charge you on top of it... then they mess up the tax by 66 dollars. gah.
Other than that, the reunion went wonderfully. I got to take Michael to meet the family. I was hoping that he would see an example of the family dynamic that I love. My brothers and sister didn't make it this year, but hopefully next year they will. Michael and I are thinking about renting a large van to get the whole family down there.
My sister Crystal is pregnant again. Everyone is full of judgments and condescending behavior, but I do not see how they can fault her for following their example. I may not agree with it, but it's her life to live. I am just hoping that I can convince her to want better for herself and to make active strides in getting there.
The coffee shop is doing well. I get a little discouraged when someone comes to us repeatedly, then stops and then comes in with two Xbucks cups. But that's their prerogative. We are doing well enough, and that's good enough for us. We've tried not to ever talk crap about the previous owner or any of the competitors. We only want positive. And we do extremely well with our smoothies.
I am in a comfortable space and I feel inspired again to write. I'm about to enter a creative phase for a muse that's been pregnant with quintuplets. I'd like to push it all out before we start on our next project.... a non profit rescue farm that's educational and family and young adult oriented. Michael and I are thinking about having children... not immediately... but, pretty darn soon. I'm freakin' 34! Anyways, we want certain things for ourselves as a family unit that just doesn't work in the city. Going to family reunion with all of the kids running around and playing and having a good time made us want one right now!
First of all, I need to finish physical therapy and regain my strength. I lifted 2 pound weights last night to try and rebuild strength and I just have to focus on being glad that I can lift anything, instead of thinking about what I used to be able to do.
My dad is engaged and probably going to be married in November. I am very happy for him.
Our cats are getting flea baths when we get home. Scruffy got out for a week and came back with friends so we have to take care of the whole house as a precaution... They will hate us for a while I'm sure.
I had a nightmare last night that we had a llama that ate deer like a snake. It was very strange.
ok, that's the end of the random bits.