burning: orange, ylang ylang and vanilla
karey and i are leaving tomorrow on our last road trip as roommates. from now on, we'll just be friends. long distance friends. karey has been my security for so long. i'm not sure what life will look like without her. i think back to when we began our friendship, back when i used to excitedly tell her about my mission while she fell asleep, and she said she had to make all the efforts to be my friend, (not true). i didn't know it but i was beginning my seven good years. my seven years of plenty. the karey and laura years. a good gift. an excellent gift. i only hope that i can last through the seven years of drought, if you know what i'm saying.
karey just got home and is right now and telling her dad on the phone about her ibs.
izzy may not be long with us in this world if she continues in her destructive habits. these habits are namely, trying to climb the chicken wire with which we've lined our balcony, and jumping up on the window screens, both of which are very wobbily and in my opinion, barely set in place. so we'll grieve you izzy my love when your habit takes you from us.
archie has a dirty nose and i want to clean it but i also don't want to. the other day he had poo on his front paw and when i picked him up to clean him the poo smeared on my shirt. if izzy is clumsie and spacey, archie is messy and dirty. elicia said he was just like me. i said "i don't have a dirty face!" and she said my hair is sometimes unkempt and wild. well that may be true, but i don't often have a dirty face, i can say that for myself at least.
when it comes to toys, izzy is intense and a killer and archie is all play and boisterousness. izzy goes for the jugular and archie uses his brute force.
on friday i had the day off. i spent the morning burning pictures of karey and i for her birthday present. then i went to ikea to buy the frame. while in the picture department i had a nice time dreaming about how nice it would be to have some of those beautiful nice big pictures/paintings and pictured them in my apartment. basically it was hard not to buy more than i came for there, but i had just seen the stark reality of my bank account balance and so that was basically all i needed to leave there with only the frame and a bag of tea lights. also i was famished but that has nothing to do with anything but at the same time i personally found it quite relevent.
i had some time to kill and the relevence of my hunger was growing by the minute so i went to wendy's and bought a mandarin chicken salad. the toasted almond slices and the sesame dressing were treats for me. i drove to lisa's and ate in the car in the sunshine. i'm trying to be a slower eater because i think i've already gone as far as i can go in the inhaling your food end of things, so since i had time before it was time to meet lisa, i practiced eating slower. my main technique was putting down my fork between bites and not loading it up before i had swallowed the food in my mouth. i wonder what i've been racing for all these years. moosteereeous.
lisa actually let me drive for once. we went and saw little miss sunshine. it's a movie that you can really talk about and i'd like to but i don't want to ruin it for someone who may be planning on seeing it. i'll say on the whole that i liked it that i loved olive who was magical and beautiful and really the only sunshine in the movie. however there was a lot of fbombs and some crude harsh parts. and that made me have mixed feelings about the movie.
archie had been farting a lot and it's totally grossing me out. why can't they just not fart? and if they have to fart, does it have to be so darn potent and foul??
after the movie i asked lisa for directions to walmart from her place. she told me to get onto westminster hwy and not to get off. well i was having a nice drive through the fields of richmond and i was telling myself that this year i would definitely go see the drowning of the cranberry fields and i was singing along to my cd and all was right in the world... for a while.
it happened when i was nearing the alex faser. all of a sudden there were a lot of exits and i couldn't tell which way was to stay on westminster, but i did see an exit for annis island, and how that go wrong? so i took it and it was very wrong. i spent quite a bit of time driving all over annis island before stopping at a gas station for directions. the thin and weathered, red faced lady told me to take the 91a and then i thought she said hang your first right, but when i did that i realized it was your first left but by that time i had turned around and was stuck in a lane that was turn right only and there was no way i could get over and i looked forlornly at the walmart sign right in front of me and reluctantly turned right. i couldn't turn around before i had to cross the queensbourough bridge and gone down marine drive to the first light, where i did a u-ie. i was telling karey this and she sighed with frustration. "i would have just given up." well i wanted to, but i didn't want to either. i didn't want to lose the getting to walmart battle. and i needed to develop the pictures for her birthday collage.
finally i wearily pulled into the walmart parking lot, but first i stopped at petmart to buy some kitty food, and apparently i bought some that gives archie prodigious gas for which i am grateful. at walmart the machine i picked would not read my cd. this totally figures i told myself bitterly. but after trying several times to no avail, i gave up and waited in line for the other machines which took one hour, but which were cheaper. again i was weak with hunger by this time. but the rest of the picture proccess went without a hitch as they say in the trucking business. so i had an hour to spend with no money to spend. spend but don't spend if you will. first i indulged in two hamburgers at mcdonald's. then i wandered around, looking at mostly movies and cds and telephones. there were a couple of telephones that i would buy but of course they were out of those. (we're currently using karey's phone.) there was this other phone, and i was going to buy it but one look at the line ups and i was content to buy a phone some other time. i went straight to the photo shop and picked up my photos.
the drive home was uneventful and successful because although you can fault me, twit me even, as marilla would say, about not knowing my way there from north east richmond, i do know the way there and back from house. i do know that much. i was fretting about two things as i drove. one: was karey home from vegas and waiting for me to let her in? i didn't know when she was coming back and i hadn't been home since 1ish and the possibility of her being back were greater than her being not back. two: i hadn't fed the felines since late morning and they were sure to be crazy starving by that time. it was nine.
luckily i saw no sign of karey waiting impatiently at the front door when i pulled up. somehow i carried my purse, a flat of kitty food cans, a bag of dry kitty food, and the big metal frame for karey's "let's remember who your best friend is" collage up through the door and up the stairs all at once. a nice man coming up behind me helped me with the door to my floor. "thanks" i said and meant it.
well archie and izzy zoomed right out the door as soon as i opened it but i knew that all i had to do was call them and because of their hunger they obeyed speedily and darted right back in the door. i fed them huge gobs of indescript brown muck from the can and they fell upon it like hyenas.
then i hid karey's goods under my covers and it was maybe ten minutes later that she was home. nice timing. basically she had a good time and lots of fun and adventures in vegas but that's her story not mine. my story is that i spent the next while listening to her story. karey brought me back a glass mug from the m&m store (when i realized that she got me a gift i had a hunch it would be from there) and i got a deck of cards and i got to pick out some matches. she was also going to give me pringles, but i'm not eating chips right now, so she took them back. first nations giving. when she was giving me the deck of cards she was naming all the ones that i could chose from like mandalay bay, tropicana, mgm, etc. i wasn't really listening to her but saw an m&m deck in her hand so i said "uh the m&m one." "no!" she said drawing back. then we laughed. i confessed that i hadn't listened to the choices given but by then it was obvious that that was the one choice not given. so i picked the tropicana one.
amy was supposed to phone me but didn't. i simultaneously give her the thumbs down and forgive her freely.
saturday i arranged the pictures inside the frame. but i didn't attach them in any way. i was just placing. i picked pictures of us that told some of our stories. i didn't pick according flattery either. fun and memory and togetherness was my theme. meanwhile karey whined at the door, "when can i come in there? how am i supposed to get anything done." type of whines. ya ya ya karey, i thought. this is for your benefit. i came out shortly after and did she go in? no. no she did not. she didn't even care. well once again i opened my heart to forgive and yet point out discrepancies. i'm a complex woman full of paradoxes. pulls of the light and pulls of the dark.
anyways it turned out that we got dressed and i went downstairs and karey hucked the coffin over the balcony at me and i caught it and twirled it on one finger like a harlem globe trotter before laying it safe and secure on the lawn. seeing the coffin outside of my living room made it look a lot smaller. we shoved it into the back of karey's car and took off towards my work to 'borrow' the electircal drill.
my work was dead because it's camping weekend and most people were at camp. dan and mary-ann were there keeping the place open for two members. it was deadsville, but we were glad that dan was there because he helped us find the drill and the charger. why the charger you ask? because both batteries were dead and so i would charge one, and karey would use the other one to drill holes in the coffin (breathing holes) and then we would switch. we took a break from drilling to give the battery a chance to charge and i did an errand at michaels all in the name of the collage, while karey bought some blank cds at office depot. i hid the bag behind her seat. she promised not to look.
back at the clubhouse the coffin was looking positivly small now. karey finished her drilling and we started mounting it onto the roof racks, which we mounted before this particular mounting. well everything was good. everything was peachy until miss karebearpower realized that the u shaped screws she had were not long enough. stymied. we decided to go around the corner to the rona to see if we could find some long ones. well they had longer ones but they were either thicker, or not as wide as the holes karey drilled. stumped and stymied. we stood there in the aisle thinking and thinking. what to do, what to do... i suggested rope. we thought about it. karey said it wasn't sturdy enough and would have to be quite thin to get through the drilled holes. then it came to both of us at the same time. my eyes brightened "what about--" "zap straps!" karey finished for me. that's what seven years of plenty in the best friend field can do to two girls. (women! we're women! and we're going to make it ALL!) so zap straps is what we did and zap straps worked. thank heaven for zap straps.
shortly after we got home, karey left for a night with the work girls. i got out the collage stuff and got to work and heather came over and we watched three hours of bleak house.
karey came home she liked her present and she told heather about her trip and heather left and we watched bend it like beckham while karey packed and gathered. after the movie i looked up the special features. there was a really good one of the director making aloo gobi with her mom and aunt in the background making the comments. it was so cute and i also learned some good curry tips.
today was my last day in the park with karey and it was uneventful except we saw this lady from the ward who i met at the shower and she came over and talked to us and told us some life stories about her and her husband. she married at 35. she told us to enjoy singleness. there was a little boy who we think was a little special needs was there with what we think was his 'worker' or nanny, who was an asian lady who played with him with all her heart it was so cute. they were running all over the park and swinging on the swings and stuff.
and hello long blog. hello. karey's waiting for me to be done so she can take apart the computer, so i'm going to make her day.
karey just got home and is right now and telling her dad on the phone about her ibs.
izzy may not be long with us in this world if she continues in her destructive habits. these habits are namely, trying to climb the chicken wire with which we've lined our balcony, and jumping up on the window screens, both of which are very wobbily and in my opinion, barely set in place. so we'll grieve you izzy my love when your habit takes you from us.
archie has a dirty nose and i want to clean it but i also don't want to. the other day he had poo on his front paw and when i picked him up to clean him the poo smeared on my shirt. if izzy is clumsie and spacey, archie is messy and dirty. elicia said he was just like me. i said "i don't have a dirty face!" and she said my hair is sometimes unkempt and wild. well that may be true, but i don't often have a dirty face, i can say that for myself at least.
when it comes to toys, izzy is intense and a killer and archie is all play and boisterousness. izzy goes for the jugular and archie uses his brute force.
on friday i had the day off. i spent the morning burning pictures of karey and i for her birthday present. then i went to ikea to buy the frame. while in the picture department i had a nice time dreaming about how nice it would be to have some of those beautiful nice big pictures/paintings and pictured them in my apartment. basically it was hard not to buy more than i came for there, but i had just seen the stark reality of my bank account balance and so that was basically all i needed to leave there with only the frame and a bag of tea lights. also i was famished but that has nothing to do with anything but at the same time i personally found it quite relevent.
i had some time to kill and the relevence of my hunger was growing by the minute so i went to wendy's and bought a mandarin chicken salad. the toasted almond slices and the sesame dressing were treats for me. i drove to lisa's and ate in the car in the sunshine. i'm trying to be a slower eater because i think i've already gone as far as i can go in the inhaling your food end of things, so since i had time before it was time to meet lisa, i practiced eating slower. my main technique was putting down my fork between bites and not loading it up before i had swallowed the food in my mouth. i wonder what i've been racing for all these years. moosteereeous.
lisa actually let me drive for once. we went and saw little miss sunshine. it's a movie that you can really talk about and i'd like to but i don't want to ruin it for someone who may be planning on seeing it. i'll say on the whole that i liked it that i loved olive who was magical and beautiful and really the only sunshine in the movie. however there was a lot of fbombs and some crude harsh parts. and that made me have mixed feelings about the movie.
archie had been farting a lot and it's totally grossing me out. why can't they just not fart? and if they have to fart, does it have to be so darn potent and foul??
after the movie i asked lisa for directions to walmart from her place. she told me to get onto westminster hwy and not to get off. well i was having a nice drive through the fields of richmond and i was telling myself that this year i would definitely go see the drowning of the cranberry fields and i was singing along to my cd and all was right in the world... for a while.
it happened when i was nearing the alex faser. all of a sudden there were a lot of exits and i couldn't tell which way was to stay on westminster, but i did see an exit for annis island, and how that go wrong? so i took it and it was very wrong. i spent quite a bit of time driving all over annis island before stopping at a gas station for directions. the thin and weathered, red faced lady told me to take the 91a and then i thought she said hang your first right, but when i did that i realized it was your first left but by that time i had turned around and was stuck in a lane that was turn right only and there was no way i could get over and i looked forlornly at the walmart sign right in front of me and reluctantly turned right. i couldn't turn around before i had to cross the queensbourough bridge and gone down marine drive to the first light, where i did a u-ie. i was telling karey this and she sighed with frustration. "i would have just given up." well i wanted to, but i didn't want to either. i didn't want to lose the getting to walmart battle. and i needed to develop the pictures for her birthday collage.
finally i wearily pulled into the walmart parking lot, but first i stopped at petmart to buy some kitty food, and apparently i bought some that gives archie prodigious gas for which i am grateful. at walmart the machine i picked would not read my cd. this totally figures i told myself bitterly. but after trying several times to no avail, i gave up and waited in line for the other machines which took one hour, but which were cheaper. again i was weak with hunger by this time. but the rest of the picture proccess went without a hitch as they say in the trucking business. so i had an hour to spend with no money to spend. spend but don't spend if you will. first i indulged in two hamburgers at mcdonald's. then i wandered around, looking at mostly movies and cds and telephones. there were a couple of telephones that i would buy but of course they were out of those. (we're currently using karey's phone.) there was this other phone, and i was going to buy it but one look at the line ups and i was content to buy a phone some other time. i went straight to the photo shop and picked up my photos.
the drive home was uneventful and successful because although you can fault me, twit me even, as marilla would say, about not knowing my way there from north east richmond, i do know the way there and back from house. i do know that much. i was fretting about two things as i drove. one: was karey home from vegas and waiting for me to let her in? i didn't know when she was coming back and i hadn't been home since 1ish and the possibility of her being back were greater than her being not back. two: i hadn't fed the felines since late morning and they were sure to be crazy starving by that time. it was nine.
luckily i saw no sign of karey waiting impatiently at the front door when i pulled up. somehow i carried my purse, a flat of kitty food cans, a bag of dry kitty food, and the big metal frame for karey's "let's remember who your best friend is" collage up through the door and up the stairs all at once. a nice man coming up behind me helped me with the door to my floor. "thanks" i said and meant it.
well archie and izzy zoomed right out the door as soon as i opened it but i knew that all i had to do was call them and because of their hunger they obeyed speedily and darted right back in the door. i fed them huge gobs of indescript brown muck from the can and they fell upon it like hyenas.
then i hid karey's goods under my covers and it was maybe ten minutes later that she was home. nice timing. basically she had a good time and lots of fun and adventures in vegas but that's her story not mine. my story is that i spent the next while listening to her story. karey brought me back a glass mug from the m&m store (when i realized that she got me a gift i had a hunch it would be from there) and i got a deck of cards and i got to pick out some matches. she was also going to give me pringles, but i'm not eating chips right now, so she took them back. first nations giving. when she was giving me the deck of cards she was naming all the ones that i could chose from like mandalay bay, tropicana, mgm, etc. i wasn't really listening to her but saw an m&m deck in her hand so i said "uh the m&m one." "no!" she said drawing back. then we laughed. i confessed that i hadn't listened to the choices given but by then it was obvious that that was the one choice not given. so i picked the tropicana one.
amy was supposed to phone me but didn't. i simultaneously give her the thumbs down and forgive her freely.
saturday i arranged the pictures inside the frame. but i didn't attach them in any way. i was just placing. i picked pictures of us that told some of our stories. i didn't pick according flattery either. fun and memory and togetherness was my theme. meanwhile karey whined at the door, "when can i come in there? how am i supposed to get anything done." type of whines. ya ya ya karey, i thought. this is for your benefit. i came out shortly after and did she go in? no. no she did not. she didn't even care. well once again i opened my heart to forgive and yet point out discrepancies. i'm a complex woman full of paradoxes. pulls of the light and pulls of the dark.
anyways it turned out that we got dressed and i went downstairs and karey hucked the coffin over the balcony at me and i caught it and twirled it on one finger like a harlem globe trotter before laying it safe and secure on the lawn. seeing the coffin outside of my living room made it look a lot smaller. we shoved it into the back of karey's car and took off towards my work to 'borrow' the electircal drill.
my work was dead because it's camping weekend and most people were at camp. dan and mary-ann were there keeping the place open for two members. it was deadsville, but we were glad that dan was there because he helped us find the drill and the charger. why the charger you ask? because both batteries were dead and so i would charge one, and karey would use the other one to drill holes in the coffin (breathing holes) and then we would switch. we took a break from drilling to give the battery a chance to charge and i did an errand at michaels all in the name of the collage, while karey bought some blank cds at office depot. i hid the bag behind her seat. she promised not to look.
back at the clubhouse the coffin was looking positivly small now. karey finished her drilling and we started mounting it onto the roof racks, which we mounted before this particular mounting. well everything was good. everything was peachy until miss karebearpower realized that the u shaped screws she had were not long enough. stymied. we decided to go around the corner to the rona to see if we could find some long ones. well they had longer ones but they were either thicker, or not as wide as the holes karey drilled. stumped and stymied. we stood there in the aisle thinking and thinking. what to do, what to do... i suggested rope. we thought about it. karey said it wasn't sturdy enough and would have to be quite thin to get through the drilled holes. then it came to both of us at the same time. my eyes brightened "what about--" "zap straps!" karey finished for me. that's what seven years of plenty in the best friend field can do to two girls. (women! we're women! and we're going to make it ALL!) so zap straps is what we did and zap straps worked. thank heaven for zap straps.
shortly after we got home, karey left for a night with the work girls. i got out the collage stuff and got to work and heather came over and we watched three hours of bleak house.
karey came home she liked her present and she told heather about her trip and heather left and we watched bend it like beckham while karey packed and gathered. after the movie i looked up the special features. there was a really good one of the director making aloo gobi with her mom and aunt in the background making the comments. it was so cute and i also learned some good curry tips.
today was my last day in the park with karey and it was uneventful except we saw this lady from the ward who i met at the shower and she came over and talked to us and told us some life stories about her and her husband. she married at 35. she told us to enjoy singleness. there was a little boy who we think was a little special needs was there with what we think was his 'worker' or nanny, who was an asian lady who played with him with all her heart it was so cute. they were running all over the park and swinging on the swings and stuff.
and hello long blog. hello. karey's waiting for me to be done so she can take apart the computer, so i'm going to make her day.
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