Sunday, 31 July 2005
I'm having a bad weekend, I just kind of wish it were over. It just about is, really, as it's nearly 11 p.m. on Sunday night. I had a busy weekend of browsing through the local very big arts & crafts fair. I bought some stuff, wanted a lot more, and had fun. I love this fair, it's all handcrafts and art instead of cheap imported stuff. I got a pair of earrings made with blown glass beads, they're funky. Yellow and orange, since I realized recently that most of my earrings are green. I got a new pendant for my silver chain, it's a plumeria flower. I've wanted one for a while, and when I saw these I just had to. And I really like it.
Otherwise, I had a rather mellow to down weekend and I'd rather not talk about it. Most of my life right now is stuff I'd rather not talk about, and I'm torn between wanting to update and not wanting to talk about it. How do I balance that? Very poorly, so far. Let's see what I can come up with by way of news.
We went to see Tears for Fears at the Chateau Ste. Michelle winery this week. It was a lot of fun and they're still good, but when they played "Shout" as their last song I was in tears. Too much, the words. "Shout, shout, let it all out. These are the things I can do without, come on. I'm talking to you, come on." Both in my personal life and in the world today, the words hit too close for comfort. (The bottle of wine I'd had probably didn't help either.) I believe they also changed the words a bit to reflect current events (in other songs too), which made it more poignant. I really enjoyed it and love the venue though, so I plan to go back for other shows when there are some I want to see.
I donated to Chicklit this weekend. I'd been meaning to, and it was bonus time, so I did. I also donated a little bit to Paul Hackett's campaign. Just because I can, and I like to help tilt the balance. It could show great benefit, so I did it. I have a couple other donations to make. I really like weilding my clout like that. I know it's a little thing to give $25 as far as the campaign is concerned, but every penny helps (as Howard Dean's run for president showed beautifully).
I'm still not reading much, but when I get to it I am working my way through Salamander by Thomas Wharton. It's the July fiction book for the Chicklit book club, and it's beautifully written but rather bizarre. In a good way, to me. I really like it, but it's not engrossing like Laurie King's Locked Rooms (a mystery) was. And even that took me a while to finish. I wish I could devour books the way I used to, but I am a more critical reader these days and I have a lot of other things that take up my time. Like updating here.
I know this isn't much of an update, but I need to go sleep soon. I hope you're all well and I apologize for being so sporadic with the updates. I can't really help it, I'm either overwhelmed or too tedious. As ever, I'm working on it.
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