Roadrunner of Simmer
Aug. 17th, 2018 09:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI'm feeling grumpy and discouraged, although we did some fun things today. I think I've just had too much of PEOPLE lately, culminating in an irritating conversation with my mother. Yesterday, Mr. Science took her to the Wound Clinic. He has gone back to Pittsburgh and not said anything about the trip as yet. She never picked up the phone when I called her to see how the day went. Tonight she answered, but didn't tell me one thing I was interested in hearing. Instead, she harped on several topics that I find really uncomfortable and disturbing, and pretended she couldn't hear me when I tried to change the subject. I should be used to it by now and just brush it off, but there are days when it gets to me. She must not be feeling good herself. She picks at me when she's tired and cross. I'm sure it irritates her in return that I'm so good at pretending I have noooo idea what she is doing. I remain cheerful and oblivious, and rather meanly consider this a little victory. But when I hang up, there's a cartoon cloud of black smoke over my head until it dissipates.
This morning, I got together to meditate with Dragonfly. We had a lot to catch up on, and it was kind of traumatic because of many stressful events that were discussed. Waah. It's hard when friends go through trouble and you can't do anything but hang in there with them.
The UU Ladies' Lunch was today, after the meditation, but I didn't go because I was already over the top with people. The Sparrowhawk and I went out for a ice cream cone instead, because we'd heard there was a new special flavor--chocolate with pie cherries, while supplies last. We got some, and it was good. Success! We sat out on the terrace of the ice cream place, under a faint drizzle that escalated to little plops of rain every few minutes.
We went out again in the evening, to walk over to the Greek Festival, have dinner and listen to bouncy music. The Sparrowhawk had a gyro and dolmathes, and I had moussaka and spanakopita. I drank "frouzo," which is like a delicious wine-flavored slushie, and the Sparrowhawk had some Greek white wine. We watched the dance troupe, and then the band played on while little kids frolicked at random--some with sparkly scarves tied around their waists, and some with bright garlands in their hair. I think every child needs a large open space and some ethnic music, for an hour or so a day. Grownups would benefit too. It's good for what ails you.
This morning, I got together to meditate with Dragonfly. We had a lot to catch up on, and it was kind of traumatic because of many stressful events that were discussed. Waah. It's hard when friends go through trouble and you can't do anything but hang in there with them.
The UU Ladies' Lunch was today, after the meditation, but I didn't go because I was already over the top with people. The Sparrowhawk and I went out for a ice cream cone instead, because we'd heard there was a new special flavor--chocolate with pie cherries, while supplies last. We got some, and it was good. Success! We sat out on the terrace of the ice cream place, under a faint drizzle that escalated to little plops of rain every few minutes.
We went out again in the evening, to walk over to the Greek Festival, have dinner and listen to bouncy music. The Sparrowhawk had a gyro and dolmathes, and I had moussaka and spanakopita. I drank "frouzo," which is like a delicious wine-flavored slushie, and the Sparrowhawk had some Greek white wine. We watched the dance troupe, and then the band played on while little kids frolicked at random--some with sparkly scarves tied around their waists, and some with bright garlands in their hair. I think every child needs a large open space and some ethnic music, for an hour or so a day. Grownups would benefit too. It's good for what ails you.
