Saturday afternoon I had Chris pull down the boxes of Christmas decorations. Oh the joy of a small Santa hat and some jingle bells!! Behold: TA-DA!
Maybe drinking coffee first thing in the morning is not the smartest way to start my day. I mean really, why do I want to be AWAKE while suffering through the Nick Jr offerings on a Saturday morning? And of course Erin love love loves! Dora and Diego. gah. Dora makes me feel stabby. Diego is a little more bearable, but every damn time I hear that Rescue Pack song, I think of “Eighties” by Killing Joke. Someone needs to do one of those mash-ups that are all the rage lately. https://youtu.be/y627h8gwldU https://youtu.be/x1U1Ue_5kq8 But not me. Franklin is boring me back to sleep. Yay!
No. Really. I’m adding this YouTube video as reseach for my job. It’s to help a client. Doubters.
Well, 7 days after I put my boy on a plane, I finally got a call from Kyle this morning. At least he claimed to be Kyle. I still have my doubts. ::ring ring:: me: “hello?” guy on phone: “hello?” me: “hello?” guy on phone: “hello?” Repeat this exchange at least 3 more times. me – exasperated: “Who is this?!” guy on phone: “Kyle! Your son!” me: “…” Yeah, I asked him for proof. I should have asked him if he had made any wishes on a Zoltar machine while in Venice. ……… *
miles and miles and miles of art… or at least a couple 6×6 inch tiles! I’ve broken out the Mod Podge, stamps, and tissue paper and have been creating. It feels good to get out from behind the camera for awhile and make something with my hands. “I cooking.”
I went to the grocery store Tuesday morning and stopped by the pharmacy to pick up a prescription for myself and one for Chris. After finishing up with a customer, the pharmacist smiles at me and walks over to the A-B drawer and says “Just one today Dawn?” damn Where am I known by name? the camera store? local coffee shop? no. The pharmacy. Well, that just kinda sucks. There was a time when I paid the “regular” price for beers at Paycheck’s. And my “pharmacist” was an old black man named Woody. aah youth… But I got to relive a little bit of that youth that very same day when I went downtown Tuesday night. I went to a club. I saw a band. I saw X at Harlows! and they were fanfuckintastic! Suddenly all was right with my world again. And as soon as my ears stop ringing and my hip heals, I’ll think about doing it again! Video taken with my cellphone. Sweet. Too bad it doesn’t pick up that thumpin’ bass!