Forgetfulness, lunch, heat and friends in no particular order
I wish I could remember what it was I was going to write, but it has faded from my consciousness. These "MS Moments" are really annoying. I mean how the hell am I supposed to keep up a blog when I can't remember from afternoon until evening was has happened to me? Believe it or not, I do have a life. It may be small and it may be boring, but it's mine, and I'm content with it.
Last Wednesday I had lunch with "the girls." We met at Wendy's II on Tacoma Mall Blvd. and discussed, among other things, the election, having a "MySpace" accounts, and blogging. No, I did not tell them the name of my blog. It's better this way, keeping it private, so I can feel safe to say whatever the hell I want to without feeling the need to filter it. You see, I swear in here, which I don't do (very much) in real life. I'm pretty well-mannered in real life. Plus, some of my friends are harsh with the judgments. That, I can do without, especially with regards to something as harmless curse words. If I said "unfuckingbelievable" as a retort, I know it would be met with silence, or worse, an "excuse me?" and I'd have to at least look chagrined. Hmph!
It's been a fairly long time since I've had a friend I could trust completely. Actually, I have had only one friend like that in my life. I still know her, but we live in different cities, and life's circumstances have put space between us. We've grown apart ever since each of us got married. Me, for the first time, and her for the second, which didn't take. Now she's in a committed relationship, which apparently is not without its problems, but we haven't had the time to talk. We will, though, and hopefully in the not too distant future.
Her parents, and a brother live in T-town, and so she comes through fairly often - but always with some family obligation that doesn't leave much time. I'm hoping that by Spring we will do something about that, while I can still drive, and get about.
I did my thing for my service group; I'm secretary, and I finished typing up the minutes and got them e-mailed out this evening. That's one thing crossed off my to-do list.
Oh, and I was going to add a Bravenet counter to the blog, but I couldn't sign in to my account for some reason. The last time I tried adding the counter, the code didn't work. I copied and pasted the HTML between the <> and the < /a>, but I got a message that I had an HTML coding error, and my blog wouldn't load, so I took it out. Now that I try to go back to do it again, Bravenet won't let me in. What the fuck is up with that?
OH, what's that I hear? It's WINDCHIMES! The wind is blowing! YAY - Goodbye temperature inversion, and goodbye burn ba; Hello to heating with wood again. I can't wait until I get the gas bill for this month. Really. I can't fucking wait to see the bill go from $14 to $40 in the blink of an eye. Oh, how I do love heating with free wood. I mean, if DH can't do anything else, other than cook dinner for me, he can at least go out and get free wood from the wood shop. Well, it's not exactly a wood shop, it's a business not too far from where we live that makes stairwells for new construction and/or remodels. They do pretty nice work, though they are cutting back on the use of the exotic hardwoods in these economic times. But they still work with oak and mahogany, which burn nice and hot. Anyway, DH and a few others are allowed in to "scavenge" the waste bins before they dump them into the big dumpster outside. He used to go dumpster diving and then the property manager put up all these no trespassing signs - I suppose to prevent frivolous law suits or something like that. After that, the business just started letting people come in around closing to get the scraps before they dumped them. It's actually a win-win solution, because they have to pay to have the big dumpster hauled away. At least this way, there's less waste for them, and a few poor folks like us get to reap the benefit of a warm home, global warming be damned. Do I feeel guilty about that? The burning? Only a little.
Okay, it's late my peeps. Gonna go sleepy on you.
Good night, TTYL, and Be Well
Hiya,
ReplyDeleteIt is interesting how we will type something on our blogs that we would not utter in public. I try not to use the %$#@words but sometimes . ...
I am lucky to be here in Calif but we still have to crank up the heater. Better on the bill than the air conditioner though. I can always grab a blanket or add clothing but the heat augh!
We are all electric here in the townhouse (read - small abode that do not have to pay rent on) so the electric can be costly. No wood options :(
One good friend is much more important to me than a zillion fair weather or judgmental ones - which I call acquaintances.
What I'd give to have a woodburning stove right now! It's frickin' cold outside again...what gives!?!?!?
ReplyDeleteI'm about ready to move back to Houston if this keeps up...and then I'd just BITCH about it being too hot I suppose...sigh.
Linda D. in Seattle
C'mon Kmilyun, "%$#@words"????? WTF is that? It's my blog and I hereby give you permission to swear in my comments. (chuckle)
ReplyDeleteLinda, I KNOW - Being a night owl, the nights of the last week/s have been pretty cold. With the burn ban, the gas furnace was on all the time. And gas isn't as cheap as it used to be. Be glad you're not on Puget Sound Energy, they cost almost twice as much as Seattle City light per Kwh. (or whatever)
I am SO glad I don't have to pay for AC though. We almost moved to Fresno once. The AC bills would have been brutal for me. Also, necessary.
Good friend is precious, someone you can be yourself with.
ReplyDeleteNot nice when you can't be yourself then everything becomes so stilted.
Find that I have just ben trough a period of not saying how I felt did not want to be a burden, noticed it worried people that I am getting weaker and they can do nothing for me.
Worries me too and my partner Richie but have to let that go nd accept there is nothing we can do but make the best of it all.
Let's do that.
Love,
Herrad
ps Richie's blog is