Saturday, August 8, 2009

I'm going to talk about how great my life is now.

Really, I'm just going to talk about some fun things that have happened recently. It is for the purpose of reminding me that life isn't all bad. For a couple of weeks now, I have been feeling rather like I have soaking wet blanket over me.

I'm exhausted -- could be that my apnea mask has been leaking most nights lately. I've put a call in to remedy that with a new mask.

Could be my hormones or my qi or whatever rearranging themselves and making me intermittently crazy, sad, normal -- sometimes all 3 at once.

So, I'm writing this post to remind me that things aren't so terrible. Even though I feel like everything is non-specifically horrible. Right? Because that makes sense. Yet, I still feel like I'm living on a rainbow and everything still looks gray.

Over the 4th of July Holiday, we did some dog sitting for friends:

While this was some what fun, it was also pretty harrowing. I say harrowing because our house on a normal day contains 4 cats and 2 dogs. On these days, our house contained 4 cats and 4 dogs. 1 of these dogs was 120lbs. She pretty much took up the entire kitchen. She also would refuse to go outside. Yet, if one turned their backs on her, she would suddenly just... well... she would...

As you can see, we are in the middle of a renovation project. This... display, shall we call it, catapulted is in a most amazing fashion, to the next step of the project:

Please excuse our drying rack. The project is still in progress. As you can see, the adhesive is coming through the primer on the floor and will need several more coats. I've gotten 2 down so far, but I think it needs at least 2 more, plus a real coat of paint before we can rip up the carpeting and do the other side of the room.

Getting a good night's rest proved to be a challenge. Well, at least for me. The others slept just fine. The little grey thing is my dog, Jack. The giant behemoth is Bella and the brown and white dog is Elby.

We also had a party. It was really great to see some old friends and their kids. It was even better to see that our old friends' kids became new friends that day!

And we got to see the triplets!

The garden flourished:

We ate yummy treats:

My little sister and I went to a Roller Derby bout which was great fun:

I went to Waterfire with H and some friends. The pictures really weren't noteworthy enough to post here.

Last weekend, H and I took a one night trip

to Northampton, MA

to see Tracy Chapman.

The night was full of odd events which started off with me popping a bra underwire right after dinner and then walking around the rest of the night with a flat tire. This interesting trend continued.

Tracy Chapman was AWESOME. Right up until about the end, when the crowd was pleading for an encore and the brawl broke out. I'm not even kidding and I'm REALLY disappointed that I was unable to get shots of that. What a terrifying experience that was. The fight broke out IN H'S SEAT. Somehow, H and I managed to not get sucked in, but it was close. The usher (a 60 something lady) was trying to push back a crowd of unruly dancers that had rushed the stage during the last song before the encore. Much to my surprise she was managing to do this -- right up until one of 5 drunk brunettes elbowed the blonde girl, who was sitting in front of H, right in the head. We're not sure if it was intentional or not, but there it was. Suddenly, the blonde girl LEAPT OUT OF HER CHAIR and DOVE with fists-a-flying right at the crowd of drunken brunette girls. Chairs were scattering, people were crowding around, and H was looking for her phone to call the police. The blonde girl, lost her dress. Literally.

Which brings me to the rules you should follow should you decide to engage in fighting activity.

1. Your clothing should be secured by more than one string. Sundresses do NOT make good fighting attire. But they might for the people around you... if you get what I mean.

2. You should not be out numbered. You should not take on 5 girls if you have no back up.

I'm sure there are more rules, but those are the two key items that I took away from that night.

After the concert, as we were walking back to the car, we saw two straight people having sex on a picnic table in the courtyard of City Hall, which is adjacent to the courthouse and across from the police station.

So, as you can see, I have plenty to feel happy about. I just need to get there. I'm working on it. I do recognize that I've had a great summer and I haven't been miserable all of the time. Just sometimes. And I'm clawing my way out from under this damned wet blanket.