some things I am thinking.
in Thoughts and Feelings
as breeze, breezes, city, date, different things, easy fit, fact that people, foreheads, half, home, interesting things, Jump, last time, lightening bolt, month of july, old adage, pair, portuguese, portuguese words, prayer, premarital sex, Rolling, scar, sex, skin, skirts, today, way, while
- I am glad I didn’t die a year and a half ago; that is one prayer that I am grateful God decided not to grant. I would not have wanted to miss today. Did you see it? Feel it on your skin? It was like the breezes were chasing each other, and one of them called out “base!” when it spotted me. So the breeze would stay for a while, right on me, before it decided to jump back in the game and then the other winds would run wild, trying to catch it all over again.
- I don’t know if I fit in here or not, but the truth is, I’m so busy living that I don’t even care. I have decided that there are too many good and interesting things to do to be preoccupied by what has happened. Or what should have happened. Or what should now happen. Or even what will happen. Or whether or not I fit in. I am here. LIVE, already. If it’s not an easy fit, make it fit. Jump in. BE.
- I don’t remember the last time I wore pants. I am dressing myself in shorts and skirts and dresses and the things that are made with the month of July in mind. I have one pair of folded up pants here. In fact, they are the only thing that is folded right now in my room. And that is simply because I still haven’t worn them.
- I come home from class every night with Portuguese words stuck in my head. And it’s weird, because I don’t really know them well enough to even say them out loud. But there they are, anyway. Rolling around inside my mind, leaving me with sounds all squished together. I can’t say them so well, but I can sort of hear them if I let myself remember. It’s like looking at a painting that you still don’t understand, but are mollified by the fact that people assure you that you will. And that you can see the thing at all, I guess.
- A bunch of people on the subway tonight had the Harry Potter lightening bolt scar painted on their foreheads. It made me smile. I like it when people live enthusiastically. Like I said, it makes me smile.
crab bisque everywhere!
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as accident, bathroom, cat, crab bisque, crab morsels, dessert, direction, freezing, gift card, glass of wine, good reason, kosher, last time, moment, momma cat, rags, reason, sweatshirt, time, waitress, while
It is very late and I am very tired and I smell like a crab.
Yes, that’s right: a crab.
There is a very good reason for this. The waitress, she was carrying a huge bowl of crab bisque, but then she stopped carrying it. Instead, she dropped it and it crashed all around me and the bisque covered me from my hair to my legs. I was stunned. There was a moment of shocked silence when everyone stared at me (including myself) and I just thought, This really just happened.
The waitress stared and Christine finally asked for some rags and I finally stood up in that stiff manner that I haven’t had to use since the last time I had an accident in my pants (which, I am grateful to say, was a very long time ago), and asked where the bathroom was. The waitress quietly told me “Over there” and I followed the direction she pointed, all the while walking like someone who was covered in crab bisque. Probably because I was.
I got into the bathroom and took my shirt off cause it was more bisque than shirt at that point. Erin came knocking and I let her in and she started wiping me down, like a momma cat, only she wasn’t licking me. Though she really could have, cause there were lots of pretty big crab morsels in surprising places. But now that I think about it, I don’t think that’s kosher. Neither eating crab or licking your friend. And Erin might be kosher. Or she might not. More importantly, she’s my friend.
I put my shirt back on so as not to be offensive, though I was now freezing cause the shirt was thoroughly wet. I walked back out to the table and found my sweatshirt, took it back to the bathroom and traded my wet crab shirt for the sweatshirt. And that was much better.
Then the waitress asked me if I she could get me a dessert or a glass of wine. “How about comping my dinner?” I asked, politely. She said yes and apologized again; I told her that I knew she didn’t mean to and not to worry about it (especially now that my dinner was free). And then the manager gave me a gift card for the restaurant for all of my troubles and, well, that was nice, too.
So anyway, it was really interesting. Pretty terrible, then pretty funny, and ultimately pretty stinky. Literally, because I still smell like a crab and am too tired to shower.
And my friend just pointed out to me that last night, I was totally bisque slapped. I guess there is a first time for everything.
Drawing party.
in Thoughts and Feelings
as fall, finality, finch, home, horses, kind, last time, leaves, near death experience, party, Stole, time, tonight, vacuum cleaner, way, week
So. I am not sure what, exactly, my room does while I’m gone, but sometimes when I get home it’s pretty messy. I will have to look into that. Tonight a friend invited me to a drawing party. I very excitedly arrived, couldn’t find him, and then very shyly decided to step outside and wait [...]
merry christmas:truly he taught us to love one another
in I Lift My Eyes Up
as doggone, Faith, Ginger, ginger snaps, God, last time, laugh, lot, resurrection, time, word
Faith would be a lot easier if it didn’t call for believing in things so doggone invisible, I thought as I got up to grab one of the ginger snaps I had just baked. And yes, I thought the word doggone. And yes, I just baked ginger snaps. Turned out well, too. Not that I’m [...]
