Wednesday, May 27, 2015
I feel like taking good care of myself. Extra walks, tooth care. Is that a way to celebrate?
Later we'll go to my favorite cafe. That's a way to celebrate. But it's mild.
Tell me if you have any ideas.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Today a medical insurance person came over to talk to Ming about her company. She was here for a long time.
This morning we made beets. But they turned out kind of weird. They were too oily and maybe a bit burnt. It was my first time roasting beets that didn't turn out.
Monday, May 25, 2015
"As opposed to throwing it away?"
"Does it have a lid?"
"Where was it?"
"In the office."
"Why was it in the office?"
"I don't know." One of many office mysteries.
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Star of Wonder
I've been writing poems--it feels good--and listening to music a lot. Maybe those two go hand in hand.
We're bringing a table and a battery and a solar panel to the park.
I changed my tag line to "I call you / from the comet's cradle" which is from a Sufjan Steens song that I love so much, "Star of Wonder."
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Friday, May 22, 2015
We ate then Ming made coffee. They were here for three hours. We had good conversations. I feel happy.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Stutter -- Tim'm West
This is for any kid out there struggling with language,
like I did as a kid--
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
This morning we served. There were bagels, which are popular. Some were pink, maybe raspberry. Then we washed dishes. I talked to a guy who was visiting from near Ashland, asking him many questions, some about faith. He talked about Jesus. I don't know what kind of assumptions he was making about me, if any.
So now I'm listening to the Smiths. I think Morrissey taught me how to sing.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Now Ming's waiting for R to be done with court so they can go to the goddess temple and pick up tent poles to recycle.
I need to cook up beet greens. This is what I'm listening to this morning.
I made ramen noodles with green onions, sesame vinaigrette, black pepper, and cayenne pepper. They went! People seemed to like them. There was watermelon too, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, twinkies, ho-hos. Bottled water.
I like those friends. Tonight is community dinner and I'm making two kinds of pasta salad as well as some soup from Trader Joe's (tomato roasted red pepper). And we have raspberry sorbet for dessert.
Well, I've been up since 5 but have not just had breakfast. So I better make something.
I feel a lot of love for humanity today as well as the plants and animals and earth. And stars and stuff. Everything, I guess. So please accept my blessings.
Monday, May 18, 2015
I was comfortable, but then people came in late and my row filled up. I was smooshed next to a stranger and very annoyed. I left at intermission.
I liked the drumming very much, and one song even had a dancer. She had a red fan she would gesture with then flick open at a dramatic moment.
We are supposed to have a party at 1, but the guest of honor might be sick so it might be canceled.
I'm thinking of making a ramen noodle salad for Food Not Bombs today. I would need to buy green onions. I have some sesame dressing already and the case of noodles the houseguest left.
Sunday, May 17, 2015
"Do you want me to get it and you'll circle around?" I asked.
"Yeah," Ming said. We were at a light. I hopped out of the Echo and approached the banner. Someone stuck it on the chainlink fence with rusty wire. On the right it looked like a barb from barbwire. On the left it looked more janky.
So I got the banner off the fence. It was dirty. I stood around waiting for Ming to come get me, wondering his initial question: how did that get there?
We wondered if our houseguest might have done it. We wondered if the banner got lost on the Peace Walk and someone found it.
"Someone went through a lot of trouble to hang it up," I said, thinking about how it was hung so neatly.
"It's definitely ours," Ming said.
Home, it's on the kitchen floor waiting to be washed. But we gotta clean up. We're having a small party tomorrow.
I got something called a Napoleon? It was three layers of flakey pastry stuff with some layers of yellowish creamy stuff and some frosting on top. Wow, it's good. It was a huge piece too, so I still have some. Ming got a blueberry pastry that he gave me a bite of and it's delicious.
We got bread and a rose-flavored cookie. The bread is so so. Not my favorite. I haven't tried the rose cookie yet.
Then we shopped for this dinner, this community dinner. We're cooking--I'll make pesto pasta salad, garlic lover's pasta salad, and some tomato red pepper soup from Trader Joe's. And some raspberry sorbet from Trader Joe's.
That's the plan, anyway. I wanted some bread to go with the soup. That's why we were researching local bread. But we have to keep looking, I guess.
I ended up taking off my shirt, not sure if it was stuck in my shirt. Ming was there and tried to help. Luckily no one else was around.
Finally the bee was liberated, and we were relieved. It was a little too much excitement for that early in the morning.
Saturday, May 16, 2015
invitation to read Mixed Up
I talked to my homeless friend A. She and I have a good heart connection. But I worry about her, of course.
Today Ming is working on the earthship. And we have something tonight. I need to make some phonecalls.
My hair is getting really long and turning straight. I don't want it to be straight, but it's not like I'm one to intervene.
Friday, May 15, 2015
Watch the Film You Paid to See
So here I am home alone drinking cold brew tea and relaxing. I'm still recovering from the houseguest's company. A wok he bought is on the desk as well as a fan made of feathers. Not sure what to do with these things.
I made some refrigerator oatmeal. That's kind of like cold brew tea but with oatmeal. I like putting powdered peanut butter in mine. It mixes way better than regular peanut butter.
I think that's pretty weird too. Most people don't spend their Friday nights in quite this way. But I love my life and today's coolness. The windchimes chime--I've learned to enjoy them.
Thursday, May 14, 2015
how tired I am
Our houseguest left, so we've been cleaning up after him. All the things he moved or left behind. Distributing goods to the Worker. Why the box of toothpicks on the table, we do not know. Why the case of Japanese ramen noodles, we do not know, but we'll eat them.
How tired I am: I feel like lying down and turning into a mountain range. I feel like my body is made of bowling bowls? No, I feel like my head is floating. Sort of.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Some friends are here working on the back house, I guess, and one of them is cursing wildly. I am home trying to get some rest as I had a nurse appointment this morning and having a houseguest is stressing me. I am trying to relax and enjoy life. Sometimes it's difficult.
But I'm blessed with so much good.
Monday, May 11, 2015
house painting day
Sunday, May 10, 2015
He has bought us a lot of things, like quinoa cookies, a car blessing crystal, lunch at a taco truck, and an energy bar flavored with orange and cranberry. He is generous and kind.
I've been having neck pain. Last night it was keeping me awake. I don't know what I did.
But our friend V is coming over and will be here soon. I don't know what we'll do--just sit around and talk, maybe? Eat quinoa cookies? I have some lemons I need to use. I've been intending to make lemon cookies for a while.
This morning we went to the Food Not Bombs serving. Our houseguest made fruit punch. So we brought that. Ming helped hand some out in paper cups. Mostly we just stood around in the shade or sun. We were offered food and didn't eat any.
I need some downtime and will be social for an hour or so more then retreat.