Saturday mornings are the BEST. I love stretching, knowing that I don’t have to do anyth “**ding-donnnngggg….” Hunh??!? Dammit. I’m naked. So, I put on a robe a
nd went to the front door. There was a neighbor with Flopper on a leash. Flopper (aka “Margaloff” per Ethan’s suggestion) looked at me happily and started to bound inside the door, except he was held back by a thick blue leash. “My wife said you know who owns this dog,” said the gentleman, and I proceeded to tell him which house the dog lived in. “Bye, Margal… I mean Flopper!” I said, and headed back to bed.
I looked forward to meeting Jenni somewhere along her way to tonight’s Hips show in Arcata. We texted a few times and came up with a time and a place. How did humanity do such things without smartphones? It wasn’t long until I realized I had to be on the way soon, so I jumped in the shower. No one likes to meet a smelly family member for the first time.
My back had been hurting since sitting up in bed. Within two minutes of being in the car it was already bad, so I knew entertaining the thought of joining Jenni to the Hips show wouldn’t be wise. Instead of pondering impossibilities, I thought about my kids. This time, my daughter in particular. Throughout the course of my life, I have looked outside myself to find who I wanted to be like. When I was younger, I looked up at those older and wiser than me as guides and inspirations. As I matured, I looked at those in all points of my life to see whom I could mimic to gain the qualities and attributes I longed for. At this point in my life, I must look no further than my daughter to see who I’ve always wanted to become. She is selfless and thoughtful, and holds herself accountable in ways I never could at that young age. What a treasure she is.
It wasn’t long until she, meaning Jennifer, was standing in front of me. What a JOY to meet th
is human being! Time flew away from us, yet I know we could easily spend days upon days talking with one another. I look so forward to our next meeting. I have met the most incredible people through this band. Somehow the types of people I seek are found in this music.
Back at home, I stopped by the store, and then mailed off a very important piece of mail. Then, I struggled to build a fire. I’m not sure where my skills have disappeared to. A few episodes of Scrubs (last night’s season 2, episode 20 was hilarious) and I’ll be off. Reiki at 10. I am ever hopeful.
Pictures: I don’t believe it was too heavy, still, this is worth 2 stamps; We ponder in Yuba City
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