It was overcast this morning – what a glorious promise of a good day. Mags and I headed to New Morning to pick up the coupons from Ruth – Macy’s. I’m intending on going hard core with these “fancy girlie-things.” We then wooshed by Shannon and Eric’s to grab my GoPro so I can film the Hips tomorrow. All of Dead & Co. losses are home again. We got to Macy’s before 10:30, and then….
I got busy. I haven’t ever shopped like this ever. I was prepared, even bringing Mags with me for support (and assistance, to be honest). After about an hour or so, I purchased 5 items. 3 dresses, a pair of slacks and a nice knit top. The computer, of course, kept crashing with me – so we stood there for 30-45 minutes easily, then headed to sit somewhere so my back could recharge. I had to take a norco – then later took another when the first did nothing to help. Mags did some shopping in a few stores as I’d sit and hurt. Soon enough, though, the medication kicked in a bit and the pain lessened.
Mags and I walked around again, back into Macy’s (I was getting such terrific deals that I needed to look for some jeans, which I haven’t purchased in about 4 years) when we stopped in front of a booth. “I’d definitely have sex with him…” I said, perhaps a little too loudly. “With him?!?!” Mags said, looking at the security guard with his tight biker pants and 
his walkie talkie/bike helmet on. “No, Maggie with him!” laughingly pointing to a picture of Johnny Depp. For those of you shocked I’d say something like this to my daughter, please understand that she realizes I am kidding around, but also that we have a very transparent relationship about sexuality. Does this mean that I let her know about my sex life (well, the one I had long ago)? Absolutely not, but I do make it an oft-discussed topic so when things do begin in their lives, they hopefully will feel a little more comfortable in talking to me. We headed back to the clearance section and I bought a few more things – once again the damn computer jammed with me ( 3rd time – only with me), but I walked away with 2 new pairs of jeans and some tops.
We got home where I headed right to the icepacks, going to my room. L had called, asking if we were home so he could drop off the lumber for Ethan’s soon-to-be work bench. I carefully helped him unload and he asked about my dating. I told him about it- and that really, I didn’t see much hope in it. I told him about DudeGuy, yet our conversation ended abruptly last night when he never responded (which I understood) yet there was never a follow up…not today, either, and this is a man who told me if work called him away he would respond later. So it seems there is something about me that doesn’t quite work for the men I’ve met thus far. L said when it’s the right guy, it won’t end that way, and I know that, but this is so frustrating and seemingly pointless. . It’s ok, I answered some other query and yes, I’ll meet the next guy on Monday and then the next guy, but really? I hate this.
Tomorrow is Petaluma Music Fest. Hips are playing early, which is good because the way my back is lately, I am not able to handle long periods of standing at all. I will probably leave early and head over to Middletown to visit my friend. This back thing, though…. Man. I never realized how important a strong pelvic floor is to supporting the spine. Mine has gone from pelvic floor to pelvic foam pit. I have work to do.
Picture: My view for much of today.
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