Welcome to my message board.
New member registration has been disabled due to heavy spammer activity. If you'd like to join the board, please email me at MaxDevore at hotmail dot com.
New member registration has been disabled due to heavy spammer activity. If you'd like to join the board, please email me at MaxDevore at hotmail dot com.
Comments
Just realized I missed your birthday. Happy belated birthday and I'm so sorry I missed it. One more reason I need to get myself more organized.
They are renting a banquet space in a restaurant. There will be 10 people exactly. They are going to set up a table for me off to the side. I will wear my mask and glasses. I will constantly hand sanitize like I'm radioactive.
It will be weird and surreal -- sort of like I'm a prisoner in court who the family can sit in the gallery and look at with sad faces and disbelief, wondering how the hell we got in this situation. Or, I'll be like that kitschy stuffed bear decoration in the corner of a rustic diner, watching everyone come and go with teeth bared (that's a grin, not savage intent).
But, for a glorious hour, I will at least get to be in the same room with people I love and who love me. I will get to watch my boy open presents and squeal with the greed only a 6 year old can properly get away with on his special day.
I won't stay long. But, I'll have a moment in time with positive energy and two little boys I've missed so much.
Please God, don't let me catch the COVID (or aids, the herp, unsightly toenail fungus, styes, or ring around the collar.)
My day was just made. My quail showed up! I hadn't seen them all summer after I had to tear out all my beautiful landscaping due to fence disaster. (That was their area they nested in and like some evil landlord, I evicted them, I had no choice).
There are about 15 adults wandering around out there. I want to hug them and squeeze them and call them George.
Best. day.
I had talked to his mom and said I didn't want to put those type of restrictions on his birthday party, I mean, what a bummer. But I guess he has been asking for me and they really wanted me to be there -- for him.
The first thing he said to me was, "do I look bigger?" And I said, "Oh my yes! You have gotten so tall! Are you in college now?" "He laughed and said, "I'm not in college. I'm in kindergarten!"
@Marsha - so good to see you here!! Sounds like retirement is exactly as it should it be. I'm envious. I think once I retire, I'll have to get offline for a little bit to "reset".
I went to see my mom and brother and sister yesterday. I'm trying visit them once a month. Mom is fighting a cancer battle - but doing very well. So she's not going anywhere or seeing anyone but us.
I took the Ogre's car because mine is nearly caput. Right before I left my brother in law noticed my tire was low and told me to stop and get air before I hit the road (it's 2 hour trip). By the time I left it was completely flat. So he came back with his compressor and fix a flat - but I had to stop twice and put air in it. Egad. We've had so many blasted calamities these past couple of months, I've about had it.
Doom, despair & agony on me!
Be careful driving on that tire.
My biggest cries these days comes from random acts of kindness. I can weep because I'm doing one, or receiving one -- but I love to see those acts for others. Today, there was a story about a fish chair and how a group of strangers purchased this piece of furniture from a second hand store to give to another stranger because she had a tattoo of the same fish chair on her ankle. A picture of the chair shared on social media; the girl sharing her tattoo -- a spark! A generosity that is so refreshing. All strangers. But all compelled to do something kind for someone else. I was in tears.
I cried about museums closing. All that beautiful creative stuff not being seen, sitting quiet and alone, all that art just staring across empty aisles at each other. Of course, people will say, who cares? Families are closing. Families aren't being funded. I know. I know. That's worse. But, the loss of creativity just twanged my little cry switch.
I also thought of Osnafrank today because they talked about Lana Del Rey, and we all know how much he loves her. She has a book of poetry coming out on vinyl and CD with musical accompaniment by Jack Antonoff. I hope he gets it.
And, I want to give it up to the artists who each week turn a sun logo into such intriguing takes on the same thing. Week after week.
Here's the original:
Have a fantastic Sunday everyone.
And please get the Ogre's tyre fixed... the roads scare me as much as cancer does.
So great to see you girl. ❤