Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Sunday, Aug. 27, 2006 - 12:37 a.m.
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What a Difference a Day Makes!!
Well, what a difference a day or two makes.
Here is the garden that was ripped asunder by the city:
And here is me scraping dead paint on the balconies. See how happy I am?
Then I broke up with artsyguy (who was in my house when I came home today from walking the dog, and had put $50 on my computer keyboard and a stickynote saying "merci pour le camping" on my computer screen), and went off to the country fair with my old college friend and her kids. Had a blast. So here are lots of photos. Sorry for y'all with dialup.
There were rides and stands:
I ate: onion rings, candyfloss, poutine, a mintchocolatechip shake, ice tea, miniature doughnuts.. inadequately cooked, with powdered sugar. 
I saw funny chickens and tiny ponies (can you believe that some asshat watching this pair said "oooooh, sexual behaviour!!"]
I saw tiny kids racing and big kids racing:
And green eggs but no green ham:
The little girl we were with was asked to ride on a HUGE HORSE in the "under 8 yr old" class:
And I won a purple monkey doing the "squirt" game... the first time I've done that since I'm about 16. Yes, that was TWENTYSEVEN YEARS AGO!! (and I don't think I won anything then). I was thrilled. Spent only $2 on one game, and won it. Let's just say I was concentrated and determined! SQUIRT SQUIRT SQUIRT! VICTORY!!!
Amazingly I didn't get sick from having ONLY shitty food and being out in the sun the entire day. I had a huge blast as well as a huge blast from the past. And got to sleep in the poptop of a new Westfalia under a canopy of incredible stars, picked blackberries and then came home.
Now I am dead tired.
And dang, it is SO NICE to hang out with people who don't COMPLAIN all the time, and say "that was a GREAT day!" at the end. yay!!
nite nite
cheery me
wenchie
btw this is the fair we went to. Funnily enough, my pics look just like theirs!!
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
