When it rains, it pours. I’m still grieving for our sweet cat M., but there have been a few additional and unfortunate distractions: debit card fraud, a bad cold, and then a stupid slip-and-fall at home that has left me with a broken ankle.
I’m moving in a very slow and small orbit lately, so my “currently” list isn’t very exciting. Nonetheless…
Reading: Hazel Gaynor, The Cottingley Secret
Video: Finally watching some movies that have been hovering in my Netflix list for a while, e.g. Big Eyes, Carol, and Whatever Happened, Miss Simone?
Audio: One of my friends made a Spotify playlist of our high school years!
Art: The big catalogue for the traveling exhibition David Bowie is
Drink: Lots of sparkling water. I don’t need any of that LaCroix stuff; Stop & Shop generic “Italian mineral water” is fine with me.
Eats & Treats: Apples. Protein bars. Cereal with strawberries. Hot prepared food from the local Italian bakery/pizzeria. Since I’m semi-immobile, everything needs to be easy right now.
Garb: Ditto on the “easy.” Yoga pants. Big comfy t-shirts. Anything that works around this big ugly cast on my left leg. Not my usual style at all!
Beauty Products: Hahah. I haven’t even really looked in the mirror in the past week. Relying on comforting basics from LUSH: Dream Cream lotion on hands and arms, Celestial cream on face, Rose Lollipop balm on mouth. Another favorite: Heritage Rosewater, sprayed on my face and all around me.
Pleasure: Family and friends who have been helping me out in moments of need.
Worry: My fibula, obviously. Just hoping hard that I’ll be a fast healer.
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So sorry about your loss . . . our love bird, Buddy, died the same day as Tom Petty, and the awful shooting. When I got home that night, I found him limp at the bottom of his cage (he was about 15 years old, we had him for about 12 years). The only good thing, I got to cuddle and kiss and love him for the last twenty minutes or so. So he died with love. (Buried him in the yard, and planted colorful flower array to remember him :)) We miss him and his constant noise and chirping!!! It’s amazing how much an animal melds into our lives. But I have to remind myself to keep talking to him, keep loving him. Because the Spirit who is Buddy still lives. Still loves. Just the bird-body died.
Hope your ankle gets well, too!!! Dawn
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Oh no… I’m so sorry for the loss of your little bird. So much sadness that week… I’m glad you had those last moments with him, and I hope his flowery resting place may cheer you in days to come! x
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Yes :)) When it all sifts out in Life, we all go through similar situations in our own Life stories . . . somehow the sharing, having someone else there to hear, listen, feel — really helps :)) Thank you!!!
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Ugh. When it rains it pours, no kidding!! So sorry about your fur-baby AND a broken foot to boot! I feel your pain having just gotten out of my 7-week sling for a broken shoulder. Tripped on my own pants in the kitchen. The indignity is killing me. “Big Eyes” is not the greatest film, but the color saturation, and his capturing the spirit of San Francisco in the 50’s and 60’s was spot on! Exactly as I remember it growing up. Did you notice the real Ms. Keene was the old woman sitting on the bench while Amy Adams was painting at the Palace Of Fine Arts? We lived about 6 blocks from there, so it was quite nostalgic for me. Here’s to fast healing, will you be needing PT of any kind?
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I wish I had a more glamorous explanation for my injury, too…! Maybe we should devise some fantastic tales. 😉
I completely agree about “Big Eyes”…some flawed aspects, but it was visually stunning, and it made me wish I’d been around to experience beatnik SF in the 1960s! and I didn’t catch that M. Keane cameo, although I was admiring the Palace in the background. Must “rewind” to see!
I’m seeing a specialist tomorrow, so I’m hoping to know more about my timeline and any potential PT. Hoping for the best… thank you!!! and I hope your healing continues as quickly as possible!
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I’m so sorry for the loss of your cat and arm sorry for you accident. I am wishing you a complete recovery with better days ahead. Yes, when it rains it pours and I’m sure that most of us have had more rain in our lives than we would have liked. Hang in there Jessica and heal well.
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Thank you, dear Filomena! I have to say, there were many positive things about 2016 for me… I’m just getting a few lumps towards the end.
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