9 Moons Ago

Well, it’s international webloggers day..so..whee..happy that.

And it’s flag day.. I had a flag illustration all ready to go, but I’m still not sure about my password for putting up images from here at home in the States! I did try to get it up here! I’ll have to ask Cam about that one. I’m terrible with the geek stuff.

O.K. So..an update on my life.
Had a lovely lunch at the Market today with my dad. Piano player, hot sticky heat, dill pickles, crab cakes, lots of nice wares..candles, teapots, jerk spices, babies eating lunch at tables beside us. No, the babies weren’t wares. I used my paper bag to draw some of the people and a window that was high above. Just took everything in visually mostly, but it was the piano songs that drew me out of my shell. I still feel shy and anxious and nervous these days. I think I’m more apt to be that way when I am recovering. Sometimes I get angry, but mostly I “shut up and put up” and have to “wait” and rest.
So, what I do is get up each day and press on. I can tell I am more myself in many ways, but I’ve got a ways to go. Medications need adjusting. Time always helps.

I draw a little, water the plants, plan on walking when it’s cooler, watch stupid and funny TV shows, write a letter here and there, and forget a lot of things (like calling people to congratulate them on new babies or get together with them during the weekends!). I think a lot more than I talk, I talk to myself sometimes, I laugh with my nephew and family, I listen to music. I stroll through the grocery store with mom, I cry over the loss of my best friend and missing my husband who I’ll be far away from for a good while, I help my Mom with reunion plans. There..it sounds like a busy life but to be honest, it can be quite boring! And I’m one who never would bore easily. Maybe it’s more lonliness than being bored. After all, there is always something to do. Imagination is the limit!

I think I’ll re-read that post I made way back when about how this blog is for anyone going through a rough patch or a good one..any stage really..because it’s always good to boost your own self confidence. As my friend Luisa says, “be your own cheerleader”. I also like that she said “I don’t have loser friends!”
I don’t either! So happy sappy international blogflagfriend day to everyone!

June Celebrations:
Happy Birthday to my friend Maureen, and my sister-in-law, Bronwen. And Happy Birthday to Mrs. Nelson, to my Aunt Mary, and my Aunt Marie. Email me if I don’t have your birthday or anniversary, O.K.?!

Happy Anniversary to my sister and brother-in-law! Kathy and Zach, Happy 4th and here’s to many more happy memories! Cheers!

Love this album..it’s Coldplay’s latest and it’s the best!! The songs make me get emotional and cry sometimes…

Here is a real poem:

EROS

The sense of the world is short,-
Long and various the report,-
To love and be beloved;
Men and gods have not outlearned it;
and, how oft so’er they’ve turned it,
‘Tis not to be improved.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I wanted to thank everyone who is seeing me through this difficult time in my life. I am still getting back on my feet and it is a long process, but I’ve done it before, I just need to keep plugging away. The past few days have been better. Had a good conversation with Cameron on the phone last night and that cheered me up. Sometimes I get bored out of my mind in the suburbs..I really miss the hills of Australia. But I went outside yesterday to lay in the hammock and that was gorgeous. Robins lighting on boughs in the willow tree of our neighbour’s yard. (We call them by their rightful name..that of their business. They ARE the “Pop-O-Locks!”) The neighbourhood cats came creeping around stealthily. And I just sat and observed it all.
Planted my tomatoes and basil plants and cleaned up a little of the garden waste; not that we have much of a garden…a few flowers here and there keep it bright enough.

Inside at night I write letters and keep a large scrapbook journal and watch some TV. “House” is a great show…because I love Hugh Laurie mainly. :-D Nah..it’s a good one. And I watch Letterman and Conan which I’ve missed, mainly for the bands on recent nights..Sometimes the actors, and always for Dave and Conan themselves. Funny, but I don’t watch them religiously anymore..I got my fix.

Speaking of fixes, I just finished off the last of the iced creamy goodness that is called Philadelphia vanilla. Mmmmmm….

And watched a little of the political process on TV..kinda wish it was more like Aussie parliment..where they yell at each other and joke… But they are ALL politicians, aren’t they. Wonder if there is an honest one among them? All I know is I’m a true blue Democrat, and not afraid to say so. Amen.

But anyway, thanks for all the well wishes, love and support…I really feel it deep inside there is a knowledge of the eneregy there..prayers, thoughts, efforts, etc. That’s what friends do..and I don’t take it for granted…so …THANK YOU. And so much LOVE back to you all!

Summer Rushes In
Hot sticky humid heat hangs
The air is thick with a wetness.
The skies threatened all afternoon.
And the people below cry out for mercy.
All hell breaks loose with cracks and crashes.
Splits of champagne thunder. The cork in Heaven
has blown to the sky and rouses the guests to their feet.
It looks like this is the start of a good thing and I think to myself
As the air cools down and the rain smell rises on the draft, that it is
going to be a delightful summer and the glasses don’t have to be crystal at all.