happy birthday to me!!!
I'm loved, healthy and I have good friends. Thanks to the Gods for giving me more than I deserve! :)
I started my third year of Irish dance school, and this year the lesson will be 2 1/2 hours long (it was 1 1/2, up to now...). I haven't danced for 3 months and my poor muscles ache like mad!
I'm preparing my birthday party (I'll be 40 in week!!!! geez, I feel like I'm talking of someone else, I have to be the world's oldest teenager...), so we booked the place, the cake, the sandwiches and pastries, I bought the decorations, I have to go and borrow some folding tables from my mother's friend Selene (isn't it a lovely name?).
People I invited have to bring 1 (or they will be too many, as usual!) bottle of anything drinkable, alcoholic or not, as long as it's strange or unusual. We'll have a good assortment of junk drink, I suppose :))))
I started a new cross stitch work, a Greek village, to give for Xmas to a coworker who's in love with Greece.
I eliminated all the glasses full of pens, because my cats, jumping on the furniture, turned the glasses over, spilling pens everywhere, including the inch between the piece of furniture and the wall (it means 30' of work to recover them), and I made a city-skyline cardboard pen-holder
I'll be in Marseille on 27-28 because my partner's band "The watch" will play there (well, near Marseille, to be precise, Maison de Quartier du Roucas - Vitrolles, France) and we're already preparing and booking for the October concerts in the UK
26 Oct 07 They open for The Musical Box (not confirmed yet) 27 Oct 07 The Peel - Kingston Upon Thames (UK)
Soon we'll also be adding a floor to our house (that means take the roof down, build a scaffold on both sides of the house, build a fourth floor, making a hole to put a stair that comes down to our home, build a new and higher roof, and destroy the wall that now divides the living room from the computer-and-music room that will be reconstructed -definitely bigger- upstairs) so soon we'll be chest-high in dust and debris....
Another thing: I decided to make a "new year resolution" not on New Year's Eve but on my birthday. I have a definitely high tone of voice, and it often disturbs people without being aware of it. It's instinctive, and I don't always remember to control it. I was grown this way, in my family everybody has the same problem, it's quite ingrained. And I have the bad habit to interrupt people I'm speaking with. It's rude, and I know it. I don't do it on purpose, but I do it.
I want to stop both things. When I'm 41 I want to call both this problem solved. I have to work on them. I don't want to be a bother or a disturb to people around me. (Not unknowingly, at least. If I do it, I want to do it on purpose, when I choose to!) :))))
Today is Mabon, or the Autumn Equinox, which divides the day and night equally, and for us pagans is the moment we prepare for the winding down of the year at Samhain. It is a time to finish old business as we ready for a period of rest, relaxation, and reflection, and give thanks for our harvest of this year's crops. So I also found a moment to decorate the house with paper garlands of purple grapes and red leaves.
that's all for now, I think I told you all I'm involved with at the moment. :) More than enough, huh?
When did you last write/receive a handwritten, snail-mail letter? Who was it to/from?
Submitted by Places Unknown.
yesterday: a lovely handwritten card from my sweet friend Zuppy (a woman with beautiful posture -envy! envy!- and a good bellydance dancer and teacher) with a delightful no-special-reason gift I appreciated a lot. If you consider the normal slowness of italian post service, and if you consider it arrived in ONE day, it's a bit of a miracle! :)))
thanx, Zup!!!! *hug*
she was my sister, my dearest friend for 20 years. Then we had to take different roads, we grew different, it's ok, it happens, you survive mutilated but you survive.
She's a writer.
Her first book is out since two days ago.
And i'm SO PROUD of her. Not because she found an editor (well, that also) but because her writing is really.... magnetic.
And count that I'm not her "typical" reader, not incline to read about the subjects she chooses, not incline to her type of harsh, straight style. And still I adore her writing. And I still care about about her. I know she could be reading this and I'd like her to know.
We don't meet, we don't call each other, I don't even have your phone number anymore or I would send you stupid text messages on the spur of the moment so I deleted it deliberately, we probably would bore each other to death if we would meet, out interests are different, our tastes are probably different too. It would be hard to talk. But I still care about what you do and are, and I'll ALWAYS do. Because, fuck all else, you're my sister. And you know better than anything else than blood does not wash away.
See her booktrailer even if you don't understand a word of italian, it's worth all the same.
Congratulations, sister. I am really happy for you. really.
there's a website (in english too) you can visit. Do yourself a favour and go see it. It's a beauty.
You're the DJ: what are the next five songs coming up after the break?
Duran Duran: New moon on monday
Johnnny hates Jazz: Shattered dreams
Propaganda P-Machinery
Mike Olfield: Five miles out
Little Steven: Bitter fruit
Who would you trust with your life?
My man. He'd never ever hurt me, and I know he'd do all he can to protect me.
What gift from a parent do you remember the most?
Submitted by jorge456.
no match: the 40 colors crayon box by Caran D'Ache I had from my dad in 4th grade! I had been craving it since 1st grade (and nagging him to buy it, of course) but I'm no good at drawing (still today) and it was quite expensive. Those crayons can be also shaded with a wet brush.... a dream!!!
And in the color palette there were also gold and silver!
At last I had my crayon box, I still have it and treasure it, and when a crayon is over I immediately buy a replacement (they are also sold singularly).
What small act of kindness have you done in the last thirty days?
Submitted by One Kind Act.
well, it may sound naif, but I try to do more than one every day. To total strangers, usually. Maybe they think I'm mad, but I don't care, I like their smiles... they're not used to be treated with kindness and this is sad for me.
What is the silliest thing you've ever spent more than $30 bucks on?
Submitted by Terri.
will we say "Space 1999" board game...? :))))))))) http://www.dantiques.com/abgd/aardmakehtml.mv?look4=3805
and no, I'm not ashamed.
Ah, 'nother good item is this:
