Potpourri

No.  Today’s post is not about those nasty little bowls of dried flowers and whatnot, the scent of which gives me a migraine…  It is a post about a lot of things…

I am not blogging as much as I thought I would.  I think it’s the weather or my feelings that I do not have much to say of interest.  But then, I go off into blogland and see that a lot of people are blogging happily away and have nothing to say of interest so why not me?

I was waiting for the uptown #1 train the other night when I noticed a couple a few feet away from me.  They were wearing t-shirts proclaiming the words “Just Married.”  They were adorable.  Two older men, probably late 60s or so, proclaiming their status and their love for all the world to see.   I was delighted.  They looked as if they had been together for many years.   Love seems hard to find and harder to keep and I think it should be celebrated at every turn.  This nonsense about marriage being only between a man and a woman has  to stop.   I do think it needs to be limited to 2 people mainly because it makes things messy emotinally to go beyond that.  And I am afraid I must exclude dogs, goats and other livestock as they have no free will.  But I have never seen what the problem is for gay people to marry.  They are raising kids, they own property together, they often stay together longer than a good percentage of married couples today.  If they want to get married, let them.  I really don’t see who is being hurt by this.   Disapproving family I guess…   At any rate, they were sweet to see and I wish them both well. 

This week was busy.  Had dinner with assorted friends 2 nights, lunch with another friend and went to 2 readings at bookstores.  I have not yet finished the book but will post about it when I do.   It was written by a woman I am acquainted with who is a real hoot.  She gave good readings.  Better than I could ever hope to give assuming I ever finish my own book.  I can tell you that a lot of people are out there writing books judging by various coversations I took part in or overheard.  We all got some story to tell I suppose.

My nephew called to tell me that he has lost a tooth.  I asked which one and he replied “The loose one.”  The purpose of this call was for me to tell the tooth fairy that he will be in AZ tonight on his vacation and he wants his money tonight.  I promised I would text her today.  See, when my nephew was much younger I told him that I was having a terrible time.  I was going to meet Santa for cocktails and Santa was going to ask for a full report on him and I had bad reports to give.  I pull this out whenever he is behaving abominably and he straightens right up.  (The story has grown to include college parties attended with Santa and many other embellishments).  So, in his mind, it stands to reason that since I am chummy with Santa, and occasionally go to tea with the Easter Bunny, I must know the Tooth Fairy.   My time with these stories is running out.  He will be 6 in a few months and has already begun looking at me suspiciously from time to time.  So I assured him I would text the Tooth Fairy with this vital information.  I adore my nephew.  He is funny, he is smart and he is all the proof I need to know that life is worth living.

This humidity is killing me.   It is really horrible.  I am one of those people who gets nauseous from it.  Why the heck I still  live here I don’t know.  I need to buy a new air conditioner.   Another expense I do not need!

Nothing on the job front.  I doubt anything will turn up this week either since it is 4th of July week and tons of people will be on vacation.   Wish I could get out of here as well.

I feel PMS setting in.  This feeling  of depression, misery and sore boobs.   I have been getting my period for more than 30 years now.  Enough is enough.   I have been advised that menopause is brutal.  Great. 

And that is the end of my little happy mix of things for today.