Genocide Day?

AKA Columbus Day.  This past weekend celebrating Jack's 49th in the home of the 49ers I crossed the street from Chinatown into Little Italy and bought some Foccacia.

I love free outdoor concerts in the park.  Something old something new.

Some people called it San Francisco's Best Weekend Ever  San Francisco's Best Weekend Ever.  Although the Blue Angels were kind of annoying it was a great time.

I almost missed it

I've been sick since I fasted.  But I enjoyed the atoning.  My first sin of the New Year can be forgetting to blog about Yom Kippur.

I guess my ex decided to forgive me since he is communicating again.  I guess Nick wins some money for that.

There has been a lot happening that isn't explicit, but rather communication flying in the ether not expressed through scientific clear language but seemingly true and clear nonetheless.

I got paid back. 

I thought I could claim having achieved menopause but I started bleeding and have to start counting to one year without a period all over again.

I feel better when I dance.

I'm a Freebird?

Fall Equinox

The President was invested.  Autumn is here.  A long weekend
leads into a long week.

Summer is over again.  There are still some roses around
but the chill in the air is unmistakeable.

Riots in China starkly different from Mitt's description of thousands of virgins waiting for marriage. 

The radio teaches about bird calls--today it's the Red Breasted Nuthatch http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/red-breasted_nuthatch/sounds

L'Shana Tova

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Tuesday, Sep 18th, 2012 -- Even if you get up on the wrong side of the bed today, life grows brighter as the day wears on. You may need to deal with an obstacle that has been placed in your path by your boss or some other authority figure. However, you don't have to confront the problem head-on yet; you can simply acknowledge it while dancing around its edges. You will be better equipped to handle the situation in a few days once the intensity settles down.

This morning was really rough.  Bad dreams and thoughts all around.  It's good to know life grows brighter.

Labor Day

The end of summer usually has a bittersweet component.

I'm happy to celebrate a day off from work today, watching Jerry Lewis.

He reminds me a bit of Barry Manilow, I guess, because this song was going through my head:

The next generation of kids got married this weekend. The best things for me were decorating my bike basket and phone calls with 3 people from the past.  But there were a lot of other good things too.

This next new year may be the one in which I can't count on having my health.

Blue Moon

It will be 3 years until the next one.  My calendar says it is Buddhist Ancestor Day today too.  I've been hearing about people's parents sick and about to die a lot lately.  It is sad to me that our memories of departed ancestors can sometimes be easier to cherish than the interactions with live relatives.

Making it to the end of this week feels like the culmination of the last half year, if not the last 20 or so years.  I'm empty nested.  I'm tan.  I'm hot all the time now--still want to announce it like a Golden Girl, but try not to.  Summer is over.

School, work, the election, apple trees; the signs of fall are here. I'm in danger of sinking into Reality TV and Kate Bush YouTubes instead of focusing on something productive.  But maybe after a weekend off I can get some new direction.

I've got a lot of instruments but not the discipline to learn to play.

Dog Days

Although I kind of missed my older son's birthday, I did send gifts that he liked, calling them DOPE.  He wouldn't listen to my complaints of the heat since where he is it is over 100 all the time.

I was at Pickathon and didn't keep track of the date.  I didn't think about my wedding anniversary this week either.  Remembering, I think that Pickathon might have been the start of my desire to get divorced.  I went with my ex-husband one year long ago and looked into the woods and wished I was one of the people camping.  It was clear that to camp there would be a nightmare for my then-spouse.  He bought me a hula hoop and a hippie skirt that I still have and eventually I returned to Pendarvis Farm for lots of great music and fun.

The heat and someone's bad back and splintered heel made this year not totally relaxed.  I ran into many familiar faces but didn't spend very much time connecting.  I want to remember the woman Diane I met. Maybe I'll see her again around town.

I've already posted about the bands I especially liked this year on other social media platforms.The final show I saw this year was Midtown Dickens.  I'd talked to one of the girls in the merch trailer.  They are young kids who reminded me of me when I first went to New York.  Now I'm the old lady telling the drunk girls to hush while the musicians are playing.



I have been alternating between being very tired and being very active.  So far it seems like I'm getting the things done that need to be done, but I'm making mistakes too.  It is hard for me to distinguish between just being hot and having hot flashes these days.