It's definitely turned back into winter here. I'm good with that, but I can't say I'd turn down an all-expenses paid trip to, say, Turks and Caicos. I've never been there, I just know it's warm there.
Honestly, doesn't that thing look ultra smooshable? And that nice textured fur, and the cordury horns? I mean, come on!
The other thing I wouldn't turn down at the moment is some sort of chiropractic adjustment. I have tweaked my left hip/lower back, and it's just stiff. What I really need is to sit less. Sitting is the new smoking, they say.
They. They always have something to say.
We have settled on a time and place for my mother's memorial service - well, celebration of life, we're calling it - but, you know - it is what it is. To that end, I have ordered a dress that, if it fits and looks decent, is what I'll wear. I also banged out my first draft of a eulogy, and I'm reasonably proud of it.
The next hurdle on this obstacle course of new orphanhood is yet another trip to Atlanta for probate. I'm feeling like there's a 70% change of succeeding with it, and I'm trying to come up with some coping mechanisms for making the trip. I am kind of considering a stop at The Varsity as a carve-out for my efforts, but I need to find things that aren't food to reward myself. I don't know. Is it appropriate to celebrate navigating a complicated and arbitrary legal labyrinth with jewelry? A stuffed animal? A tattoo?
Honestly, the short-term damage caused by ingesting a chili-cheese dog might be the better option.
Although, honestly, I'm still and currently obsessed with Jellycat animals.
Honestly, doesn't that thing look ultra smooshable? And that nice textured fur, and the cordury horns? I mean, come on!
I first saw the brand in a department store in Paris. It was Christmas time. It was 25 years ago, more or less. Instead, I bought a Steiff bulldog toy. I carried that thing like a purse dog until I got back to the hotel.
Hell, maybe I do need a stuffed animal.
Anyway, I am nervous about the trip, but I'll make it work for me, somehow.
Tonight, we're going to a show in East Nashville. I had incorrectly assumed it was going to be a stand-up show, but as it turns out, it's the comedian doing some of his music. I searched it, and I like it - but it's not what I had in mind when buying the tickets. It's never bad to make decisions and have your expectations challenged. So, I think it will be fun. Except that I cannot get warm, and I'm concerned that I'll be cold all night. I'll figure it out.
That's pretty much all I can tell you. It's been a quiet week, and I am hoping for more of the same. I think.
Happy Valentine's Day to you, if that's your thing. Me? I like to spread it out all year. But that doesn't mean I wouldn't buy a cheap box of chocolates when they go on sale.
Love has many forms.
ae
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I also hope the probate and eulogy go well and that the show tonight is a nice break from that. Many years ago my wife and I went to see a show at TPAC on a really cold winter night. As we were walking up the street we passed a tall, well-dressed man at a bus stop belting out "Beautiful Dreamer". He had a lovely voice and sang it so well. The show was good too but somehow that one chance moment was what really made going out in the cold worth it.