Dizzy Day
Horoscope for today: “Male relationships will be undergoing some cosmic renovations, so be prepared for some high-energy interactions. Just remember that you won't know the final outcome for quite some time, so reserve judgment.”
Ok, whatever that means. Yes, I will reserve judgment, lol.
The males I know all think of me as another guy. I doubt those that are gay will be changing, and those that are hetero, well, let’s just say, they are what they are. Maybe the bird I have been calling a male will turn out to be female after all. Must be the full moon. Last night’s moon was pretty, golden, like a jewel in the sky. So though I was not feeling well, I did get to see it for a few minutes before being forced back into bed. As hot as it is today, I really don’t mind that I am not outside. Headaches, dizzy, the stomach queasies (lost my cookies yesterday) and leg cramps, pretty much mean I need to rest today. I think heat exhaustion got me, and even though I didn’t think I was that hot, I didn’t eat until about 5:30 yesterday (for the whole day) and only had coffee in the morning and a soda in the afternoon. Probably should know better at this age, but…
Today is daughter number one’s birthday, 22, and again, I have failed as a mother, no card and no gift. I meant to get out a couple of days ago, and it just hasn’t happened. Son’s birthday came and went in April, and tough I did finally get up there last month, having lunch with all three chillin’s (what I call the kids), I always feel bad that things are not like they used to be.
Used to be: birthdays were special; everyone got a gift. I started that when the second child was born. Ever since they were old enough to know, we would all go to dinner at the celebrant’s restaurant of choice. I especially feel bad for the youngest child, she was cheated with fewer “affordable” family birthdays. Now, I live in another state, almost could be in another world, the way it seems. She is sweet and says I am the gift when I visit, and yeah, I did teach her that we are gifts by our presence, not presents, but cannot help but remember how I was always there to make birthdays personal. We never had big parties for anyone, because I thought that would be ridiculous, as though asking for gifts, so there were no parties with classmates. We lived in a part of town where friends seemed to get 25 to thirty gifts from parties with friends every year. Yuck! I thought what a thing to teach! I couldn’t quite buy into that. So, for us, it was more an intimate family thing. Each child received something because it was a celebration of the life of their sibling, and the birthday child knew they were special, and though they received a few more gifts what was special was that we were all there together. I don’t need to win the lottery, but just 10% of what we used to have would be nice, so I could afford gas and a meal, if nothing else. Presence is good.
Cosmic renovations could be nice, too.
Bird and I stayed in today. He pecked a bit more, tried to get into the bathtub with me, and doesn’t like spaghetti “worms”, but the tail feathers seem a little longer today, so I am hopeful that tomorrow I feel better, and bird goes for a longer flight. Speaking of birds, I saw an article about a very old crow that died recently, about 59 years old…older than me!!!
http://www.physorg.com/news71554523.html
Ok, whatever that means. Yes, I will reserve judgment, lol.
The males I know all think of me as another guy. I doubt those that are gay will be changing, and those that are hetero, well, let’s just say, they are what they are. Maybe the bird I have been calling a male will turn out to be female after all. Must be the full moon. Last night’s moon was pretty, golden, like a jewel in the sky. So though I was not feeling well, I did get to see it for a few minutes before being forced back into bed. As hot as it is today, I really don’t mind that I am not outside. Headaches, dizzy, the stomach queasies (lost my cookies yesterday) and leg cramps, pretty much mean I need to rest today. I think heat exhaustion got me, and even though I didn’t think I was that hot, I didn’t eat until about 5:30 yesterday (for the whole day) and only had coffee in the morning and a soda in the afternoon. Probably should know better at this age, but…
Today is daughter number one’s birthday, 22, and again, I have failed as a mother, no card and no gift. I meant to get out a couple of days ago, and it just hasn’t happened. Son’s birthday came and went in April, and tough I did finally get up there last month, having lunch with all three chillin’s (what I call the kids), I always feel bad that things are not like they used to be.
Used to be: birthdays were special; everyone got a gift. I started that when the second child was born. Ever since they were old enough to know, we would all go to dinner at the celebrant’s restaurant of choice. I especially feel bad for the youngest child, she was cheated with fewer “affordable” family birthdays. Now, I live in another state, almost could be in another world, the way it seems. She is sweet and says I am the gift when I visit, and yeah, I did teach her that we are gifts by our presence, not presents, but cannot help but remember how I was always there to make birthdays personal. We never had big parties for anyone, because I thought that would be ridiculous, as though asking for gifts, so there were no parties with classmates. We lived in a part of town where friends seemed to get 25 to thirty gifts from parties with friends every year. Yuck! I thought what a thing to teach! I couldn’t quite buy into that. So, for us, it was more an intimate family thing. Each child received something because it was a celebration of the life of their sibling, and the birthday child knew they were special, and though they received a few more gifts what was special was that we were all there together. I don’t need to win the lottery, but just 10% of what we used to have would be nice, so I could afford gas and a meal, if nothing else. Presence is good.
Cosmic renovations could be nice, too.
Bird and I stayed in today. He pecked a bit more, tried to get into the bathtub with me, and doesn’t like spaghetti “worms”, but the tail feathers seem a little longer today, so I am hopeful that tomorrow I feel better, and bird goes for a longer flight. Speaking of birds, I saw an article about a very old crow that died recently, about 59 years old…older than me!!!
http://www.physorg.com/news71554523.html
posted by rii4u | 8:36 PM
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