I don’t have any earth shattering insights from this last week, mostly I’ve been basking in a little free time. I took a week off of mask making and just hung out and did stuff around the house.
I found renters for my house through September so now is the time to get the place ready. I’m renting it furnished so mostly I need to empty out closets and drawers and take care of those little things that have been bugging me.
On Tuesday I (meaning a handyman) fixed the sticky back door, tightened the faucet on the sink, moved the washer/drier upstairs from the crawlspace, and removed the non-functioning gas fireplace that I never liked.
It was Lonny and Scratchy’s birthdays on the 12th and 13th. Fortunately both of them are low-key about it so I don’t think either suffered much from not having a big party. That said, I would have liked to have thrown a party for Lonny like I did last year, but it wasn’t meant to be. But I did this …
A lot of people came through, including some people he never met, but he got his phone blown up with love and I’m happy for that. I spent Tuesday night in Fort Collins so I made him a birthday dinner on Monday night and had him over for breakfast and a walk Tuesday morning.
Itchy’s birthday was the next day (he’s 15) and he wanted Thai food and Spoonbenders. You got it, kid.
As usual, I’m enjoying my time with the BF. We watched one of my all-time favorite films, Bull Durham, since we are on a Kevin Costner kick with Yellowstone and all.
I’ve seen this film 30+ times in part because I love it but also because I owned a copy on VHS and back in those days if you wanted to watch something on demand, you had to turn to your collection. So Bull Durham, When Harry Met Sally, and Pretty Woman were in high rotation, especially when I was sewing.
Yep, I loved me some rom-coms. But I also felt that Bull Durham was a wise film about complicated people and I loved that, even when I was young. I loved how Sarandon’s character is super feminist and Costner described the A+ women of the major league as having “long legs and brains.” I was really happy that the BF enjoyed it as much as I did. It’s always a little troubling when you show a beloved film to a partner and they don’t like it.
I especially liked how at the mid-point he suggested we bring our blankets outside and sit in the cool night air for an intermission and little talking before returning to the film.
Just when I was wondering if I was going to hang up my mask making business my realtor and good friend contacted me about making masks for his clients as thank you gifts. It’s a big job, the first number he threw out was 200 masks, likely more. But he’s okay with me delivering 60 a week which is about all I can do and stay sane. So here we go again!
I gotta say that between renting my house and making masks, I’m so feeling so much better about money. Maybe that and the really nice state of my relationship has me more relaxed because I’m actually sleeping well, and I’m napping again. My sleep has been super fucked for the last year and I feel like I’m making up for lost time.
Speaking of making up for lost time, Chief hasn’t seen his BFF Juniper in ages so I got them together. We have both perspectives captured on video.
You can’t help but get caught up in their enthusiasm. You have to look hard but Chief runs up to Juni and licks her mouth real quick. He always does that when he sees her.
I was looking for pictures of them as puppies but couldn’t find any, but it took me down memory lane for the last Pole Theatre when all my favorite pole dancers were staying at my house. I posted the pictures on IG and they all reposted them in turn. Those were the days.
I’m so happy that these friendships live on virtually. I message with all of them weekly. I’m especially happy that I’ve been given a dorky nickname from Dirdy Birdy (aka Derbs).
Also virtually fun was when I saw a really fast and awesome piece of choreo on IG and I
demanded asked Steven Retchless if he would recreate it for me. He learns choreo when he’s bored and I guess he was bored enough to humor me.
Here are cute pictures of baby Cheff …
We are down to one Silkie chicken. Radish III died last winter during a cold snap and Buffy got taken by a raccoon about a month ago, and poor little Daisy was left on her own. I contacted the breeder we got them from and today I picked up a couple hens and a rooster.
I’d like to introduce to you Radish IV, Ruby and Sesame. They seem to be getting along with Daisy and once again the Poulet Rouge is operating at capacity.
Here are some scenes from my neighborhood walks. It’s all about the iris right now. Maybe some poppies.
Finally, the internet roundup.
There’s a lot of relationship stuff in there, there usually is. I clung to motivational “woman are great and men suck” pages for a while as I got Thomas the Train out of my system and still enjoy looking at them even though right now I don’t feel like any man is doing me wrong. Hooray!
But I have a young friend who is going through his first heartbreak so I’m forwarding them on to him to help him though it. It gets better, baby. Take it from me.