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Feb. 13th, 2022 10:42 amIt has been a mixed week.
Monday I was just put in a mood... and I realize that it is mostly "me" being jealous of someone who can do as they please without responsibility. Not their issue ... MINE. I need to own that.
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I did buy myself a gift with the last Christmas money. A tarot deck that has called to me for a long long time... I received it this week and the art is beautiful and speaks to me. It is The Last Unicorn. The art is beautiful (If you like that style). The story has always been with me. 2 Odd things. The wooden box the came is was broken. Not sure if that is an omen or just a sign of cheap work and bad shipping. I choose to believe the latter.
I have a connection with Tarot Cards. I love them. I took classes on reading them, but I was not a good reader...then. The I was commissioned to paint a series of cards that someone was designing in ceramics. I painted a dozen of the cards. They were enjoyable to paint and it was quite lucrative. Sadly the person designing and backing the project got weird ad then just disappeared. Since them I have wanted to design my own card art in watercolors.
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On Wednesday I was watching a live you tube from a salon down in Dallas. I have bought some product from them before and the ladies are funny ...and it brightens up my time tied to the work computer. Well they were showing a wig that looked wicked cute on the person modeling it so I typed "You look Wicked Cute" Well I guess Texas ladies dont know that the term Wicked is a common phrase here in New England and they were tickled. And I won a cute little red bob wig that looks a bit wicked;-) They are shipping it to me and it will be here Tuesday. They just want me to post a photo. Maybe it will be Renn Faire wear. It may be silly, but it made me happy.
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I was able to walk the beach twice this week. It does me good. I only focus on the wrack line and the water. I found some really nice scallop shells and an intact moon snail shell. The moon snails are not usually at my beach. I have only found a couple and that is this year after all teh years walking here and my Mother's beach in Southie. They could have been blown in from the bigs storms we had or, maybe, they are coming here because the water is getting cleaner. Back when I was a kid the bay here was one of theist polluted bays in the United States. There was a HUGE clean up effort made (which is why my water usage is taxed wicked high). In the past few years I have noticed the increase in oyster shells, and jingle shells(a type of oyster/clam) and now scallops.
I have often wondered if I brought back a moon snail collar (the egg case) from Cranes beach would the eggs hatch here and survive. There is food here for them as the are predators, but then I wonder if the molusk beds are still polluted and would this cause a problem for the snails ... then my sci fi brain kicks in and all I can think of is giant moon snails attacking the beach...crawling on cars and trying to drill though the shells to get to the people. Ha ha .
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Yesterday was the funeral of Jan, my friend from the old ceramic shop days. Glad to hear that she finally saw her kids...who are my age. Sad to find out that a nurse friend from CA believed that Jan was taking her meds wrong. She called someone, but the next day Jan fell and was taken to the hospital. Since she was now a falling risk she was put into a hospice facility. The nurse friend thinks that she was groggy and not thinking right because of the pills... as her cancer was not that progressed. Her kids were finally happy that she was in a nursing home setting so the finally saw her, but because of COVID they could not visit much. The kids seemed fine with that. Jan was the only one in the hospice setting that could walk and talk and was lonely. She said to a friend on the phone that she was so lonely that she wanted to end it. She called the nurse friend in CA and said the same thing. The next day she was in a coma. The next day se died. Both people she talked to feel she got her meds and OD'd =( Her kids just said at the funeral that it was for the best and she wasn't suffering. The friend I went with said that she wasn't alone now because she would be with her husband and parents.
***
After the funeral I visited with my disabled friend. I am head south next week and she is frail. I figured I would isolate when I get back so I dont bring any weird germs to her... Not sure I will, but it will make her feel better.
I decided I did not want to cook for Dad when I got home. We went to a local small restaurant for dinner and sat at the bar. The Bar tender was very nice, but needed help. Service was slow, but the food excellent. A couple in their 70s sat next to us and started chatting. Dad is very gregarious and the guys talked about football. Then the guy asked Dad how old he was and Dad said 80... and then the wife looked at me and said Wow, you look young" I said that's because Im his daughter and she almost spit out her Cosmo trying to apologize. I laughed. The couple showed us pics of the boat and their Grand Dogs... I showed them Frankie...my Dad's Grand Cat... and the night was better... its nice what good conversation and a couple of White Russians can do for your mood.
Monday I was just put in a mood... and I realize that it is mostly "me" being jealous of someone who can do as they please without responsibility. Not their issue ... MINE. I need to own that.
***
I did buy myself a gift with the last Christmas money. A tarot deck that has called to me for a long long time... I received it this week and the art is beautiful and speaks to me. It is The Last Unicorn. The art is beautiful (If you like that style). The story has always been with me. 2 Odd things. The wooden box the came is was broken. Not sure if that is an omen or just a sign of cheap work and bad shipping. I choose to believe the latter.
I have a connection with Tarot Cards. I love them. I took classes on reading them, but I was not a good reader...then. The I was commissioned to paint a series of cards that someone was designing in ceramics. I painted a dozen of the cards. They were enjoyable to paint and it was quite lucrative. Sadly the person designing and backing the project got weird ad then just disappeared. Since them I have wanted to design my own card art in watercolors.
***
On Wednesday I was watching a live you tube from a salon down in Dallas. I have bought some product from them before and the ladies are funny ...and it brightens up my time tied to the work computer. Well they were showing a wig that looked wicked cute on the person modeling it so I typed "You look Wicked Cute" Well I guess Texas ladies dont know that the term Wicked is a common phrase here in New England and they were tickled. And I won a cute little red bob wig that looks a bit wicked;-) They are shipping it to me and it will be here Tuesday. They just want me to post a photo. Maybe it will be Renn Faire wear. It may be silly, but it made me happy.
***
I was able to walk the beach twice this week. It does me good. I only focus on the wrack line and the water. I found some really nice scallop shells and an intact moon snail shell. The moon snails are not usually at my beach. I have only found a couple and that is this year after all teh years walking here and my Mother's beach in Southie. They could have been blown in from the bigs storms we had or, maybe, they are coming here because the water is getting cleaner. Back when I was a kid the bay here was one of theist polluted bays in the United States. There was a HUGE clean up effort made (which is why my water usage is taxed wicked high). In the past few years I have noticed the increase in oyster shells, and jingle shells(a type of oyster/clam) and now scallops.
I have often wondered if I brought back a moon snail collar (the egg case) from Cranes beach would the eggs hatch here and survive. There is food here for them as the are predators, but then I wonder if the molusk beds are still polluted and would this cause a problem for the snails ... then my sci fi brain kicks in and all I can think of is giant moon snails attacking the beach...crawling on cars and trying to drill though the shells to get to the people. Ha ha .
***
Yesterday was the funeral of Jan, my friend from the old ceramic shop days. Glad to hear that she finally saw her kids...who are my age. Sad to find out that a nurse friend from CA believed that Jan was taking her meds wrong. She called someone, but the next day Jan fell and was taken to the hospital. Since she was now a falling risk she was put into a hospice facility. The nurse friend thinks that she was groggy and not thinking right because of the pills... as her cancer was not that progressed. Her kids were finally happy that she was in a nursing home setting so the finally saw her, but because of COVID they could not visit much. The kids seemed fine with that. Jan was the only one in the hospice setting that could walk and talk and was lonely. She said to a friend on the phone that she was so lonely that she wanted to end it. She called the nurse friend in CA and said the same thing. The next day she was in a coma. The next day se died. Both people she talked to feel she got her meds and OD'd =( Her kids just said at the funeral that it was for the best and she wasn't suffering. The friend I went with said that she wasn't alone now because she would be with her husband and parents.
***
After the funeral I visited with my disabled friend. I am head south next week and she is frail. I figured I would isolate when I get back so I dont bring any weird germs to her... Not sure I will, but it will make her feel better.
I decided I did not want to cook for Dad when I got home. We went to a local small restaurant for dinner and sat at the bar. The Bar tender was very nice, but needed help. Service was slow, but the food excellent. A couple in their 70s sat next to us and started chatting. Dad is very gregarious and the guys talked about football. Then the guy asked Dad how old he was and Dad said 80... and then the wife looked at me and said Wow, you look young" I said that's because Im his daughter and she almost spit out her Cosmo trying to apologize. I laughed. The couple showed us pics of the boat and their Grand Dogs... I showed them Frankie...my Dad's Grand Cat... and the night was better... its nice what good conversation and a couple of White Russians can do for your mood.
