Honest to god, I’ve had One of THOSE Days for a while now.
Last week, while driving, in
Wharton, I sort of got lost ….. twice.
Well, I didn’t actually get lost, I missed my street.
As it happens, occasionally when driving my brain sort of divides into parts and one part keeps an eye on the other cars, any stoplights, people walking down the middle of the street and another part starts working on any projects I have in the hopper. The project my brain is currently working on is an upcoming program I have to give. I haven’t thought about it much because, until recently it wasn’t scheduled until the end of October. P L E N T Y of time. Then I had to reschedule and now the program is going to be in September – like the 2nd week of September.
Background: Recently I went to the ophthalmologist –
couldn’t see very well and couldn’t use the computer for longer than 30 minutes
without my vision going a wonky. And,
yes, I had to get a new prescription.
Ugh. And, I need to do the
20-20-20 thing more regularly (you know, work 20 minutes, stop, look 20 feet
away for 20 seconds). I am keeping
my frames, just getting new lenses (which are costing the moon and a few
stars all by themselves without getting frames).
So, I finally got a text from the glasses lady and went to get the new lenses. And while driving over, thinking about my upcoming program, all of a sudden, I realized I was at a stoplight. No – not right – no stoplights on the way to the glasses place. Where am I?? Damn, missed my turn.
Turned
around, went back and got there without further problem. As it turns out, I only got one new lens
because the other one was not right. Not
only could I not see anything through that lens, it gave me immediate eye
strain and a headache and vertigo and all sorts of other terrible
things. So I got one new lens and one is
being remade. (this being rather
useless information, I know)
So, when leaving, I drifted
immediately into the program subject and maybe taking some examples and making
a slide show and ……. damn, missed my turn to go home.
I had to take Daryl to the
kitty cat doctor again. He started
acting a bit weird, okay weirder than what’s normal for him. For instance – he’d hide in a tiny dark space
– all day long. And he started have
muscle ripples, from neck to tail, down his back and he started doing obsessive
grooming. Now, Daryl is happy to get
into the kennel, until I shut and lock the door. Then he starts making pitiful baby kitty
mews. When we get downstairs and in the
car, the mews get louder and stronger.
And, when the car actually starts to move, he screams bloody
murder. All the way to the vet. Once we get there and into an exam room, he
immediately goes silent and backs up to the very back of the kennel and makes
himself as tiny as possible. I told the
doctor the problem and that I wanted to know if she could see, hear, feel
anything out of normal. Would Daryl come
out of the kennel? No, we have to turn it
door down and shake him out. Then, omg,
two strange women touched him all over (he does not like to be touched much). The doctor did do one thing I shall not
describe here having to do with anal glands. The upshot?
Well, he's a healthy, 18-pound, solid cat. (My daughter tells me
“solid” is a code word for fat.) We
got home without problem but with loud cat shrieks. I don’t know if the gland deal was the
problem or the entire trip alarmed him but he’s back to normal and all is well.
I am concerned that this week
may be another of THOSE days because at 3am, one of the Demon Duo threw
up. In my bed. Right next to me. This is not a positive thing.
My next Earth Lab is coming
up very soon. The July program was on
local birds and was very interesting and well attended (yay!).
The August program is on
Ikebana – The Art of Japanese Flower Arranging.
It’s a two-hour program with one hour dedicated to a presentation,
explanation, and examples of Ikebana.
The second hour is a hands-on workshop.
Now, in case you don’t know,
Ikebana
can be traced to the sixth century with the introduction of Buddhism to Japan
from China and Korea. Buddhist floral
offerings, called kuge, were placed on the altar of temples. The offering consisted of three main stems
gathered closely at the base and rising from the water as one. The three stems represent the harmonious
relationship between heaven, man, and earth.
Each stem in the arrangement has a symbolic meaning drawn from both
religion and landscape art with the whole arrangement representing the entire
universe. Today this art form can be
found in contemporary spaces where people live, work and play. Arrangements
make use of natural materials, bringing the beauty of nature indoors. The
tradition has evolved into a modern art form that can be enjoyed
by everyone.
I am stressing “modern art form” because I don’t want people to think it’s all about dumping a couple flowers in a vase and done.
I am currently experiencing –
omg-what-if-nobody-shows-up.
I’ll be better by Saturday afternoon.
And that’s all I have right
now. Except for …..
