magic moments

we had a pne date. i got andi to draw heart freckles on my face. it seemed like the right thing to do. my hair was a cloud of yellow fluff and as the night drew on it lost all definition and became a yellow haze floating around my face. "your own personal sun," said j9 when i described it to her.

there were a few disappointments. 

1. the pne prize home. it wasn't on site! how lame is that. pfff. the bitterness--it lingers in my heart. i didn't even buy tickets for it. 

2. food--didn't find anything exciting and whacky.  ate a bloomin onion with my back to a guy who let us share his table.

3. m'foot. i was always looking for a place to sit down and it was a bit of a drag, even for me.  but walking up and down the causeway was enough for foot.  foot did not want to stand and wait as well.  theresa wanted to do some looksies in the market place but foot needed a break so i waited outside. t at one point said "what can we do so this doesn't keep happening?" i felt like a failure.  but really, foot is doing great. and even 6 months ago could not have done as much. "it just takes time," i told t.

we went to the barenakedladies concert.  that was really fun. kim mitchell opened. i didn't know who that was until he played patio lanterns. then i knew. the bass vibrated in my chest and i liked it. the seats were zap strapped together so it was super tight. the guy beside me was super uncomfortable with how close he had to be to me.  i pretended to put my arm around him when he wasn't looking.  bnl was great. nostalgic. we sang along. we screamed.  we lost ourselves in the magic of the moment. 

on the drive back i randomly belted out parts of 'if i had a million dollars' out the window. t said "that's it, we are going to a club.  you can sit on a chair and i'll dance." "wow that sounds like a lot of fun." i commented dryly. then we laughed. "great. i can sit in a chair. sign me up." haha.

got home at 11:30, frizzy, euphoric and swollen. fell into bed and didn't sleep enough.

 

i was tired all day today. real yawny, watery eyed, slump of a person. i spent most of the day working on photos for the news & views but i did take a break to sit out on the balcony and hunt red jewels in our tomato jungles. i brought a chair and inched my way along. but then we had a manager's meeting and all my life's juices drained out of my body.

when i got home i lay on my bed. meanwhile mom scavaged wood from yet another building site. i told martha i would help unload it later but they did it without me while i was slugabed. dinner was a cold summer affair. rotisserie chicken, potato salad and corn on the cob. 

high tide was 6:25pm. we got there around 7 to a sea of silky glass. before we left i warned martha, "i'm not going to have very much energy." but as soon as i dove beneath the surface i emerged a new woman. full of vitality, and play. much silliness and games ensued.

it was literal rejuvenation. i was wilted and i was revived.  tonight 'nights in white satin' was our theme song. we once again went far far out where we were the only ones. until we reached a current. until we reached little ripples in the glass.  for a minute it was hard to get out of it, but we did.  then we were back in the glass.  i loved the light on the water and all the colours floating on the surface and reflected on our wet skin. all was peace. all was joy. all was perfection

then we came home and stuffed our faces with haagen daas. the end.