Waterloo, oh Waterloo

I had a great weekend in one of my favorite places, again ... Waterloo.
If I had found a cafe that served bubble tea I would start saying I need to move here ( adding to my list of places I love living in ).
I did eat a fantastic fritter, dine at a favorite restaurant, Spring Rolls, snacked far too often at Marble Slab and learned a ton more in classes.
I can also highly recommend a new B&B, Sugarbush, though
our perennial favorite is on the list for next month, Little City Farm. They make me want to go vegan
again ( and that's a good thing )

In other news, I finished Waiting For Joe and Ape House in the last two weeks. I even wrote reviews for both books.

I suppose posting should be next on my list.

monday, monday

a woman came into the store on friday, smiling, short hair, looking pretty vibrant and full of life.  a few of us were talking with her and she was making us laugh though I don't remember what, exactly, was so funny, now.
the topic of conversation changed to nexus passes, and since I was the only one that has one, I told her about the process and that it wasn't such a long wait, but I wanted to warn her that they take your picture; that I wished someone had told me that, in advance, because mine is horrible.

she smiled, then said:

listen.
first of all, you have a head full of gorgeous, thick hair
and, she said, her gaze resting on my chest momentarily, her head bobbing left to right and back again,
I'm assuming those are real

yes, i said, not sure where this was going

well, she said,  I lost both my hair and my breasts, so a horrible picture is something I doubt you should worry about.

and, once again, I'm lead back to my thinking chair.  and I'm thankful for my horrible nexus picture because it means I don't have to wait long, if at all, when I go to the states to have fun.  thankful, too, that even though I would rather not have my blood taken on my day off, it's just a routine check and not because there are any concerns.  thankful for the dentist, even though the hygienist puts me back too far and I feel light-headed when she's finally done because she talks a lot and draws out the experience far longer than I care for because, my teeth and gums are healthy and it's just part of regular life. thankful, too, that the woman came into the store and told me a bit about her life, and she was smiling the whole time.

an incident to report

I know that I am not the most observant chip in the order of fries sometimes, but this one takes the cake:

oh.my.word.

how did I not notice him the whole 25 minute drive in to work?  sick.wrong.gross.gag.squeel.get.it.out.of.my.car

I only saw him, for the first time, as I was parking, once I had already arrived at work, but you can be sure that I had my eyes glued to him, using my super duper peripheral vision all the stinking way home

and is it just me or does it look like he is now, also, trying to go into my house?

one of the many reasons I do not live alone

thursday

been writing a lot lately.  needing to do some recording but where is the time?  so thankful for my iphone, though, with that way cool recording app.  cannot count how many nights i have crept downstairs to sing or write lyrics.  i love not having to lose a single thought, even if it ends up getting tossed.

it has been another school summer, too, but i love learning.  my husband thinks it's a sickness.  perhaps it is.  i'll add it to the list.










i love the trees
and the sound of leaves blowing
fierce, strong wind

i'll miss them
the leaves, i say,
to no one in particular

i stare
i wonder
every winter i get trapped in thinking
will they return?
will they really come back again?
the leaves?

i stare a little longer
then turn back to my book and read

so weird

today was the first day of school and I am, apparently, kind of sucky at being sentimental.  I checked facebook this morning and found accolades galore, well wishes, sniffles and sobs. 
me?
I was still trying to pretend I didn't have to get up yet when I heard the boys say "see you later!"
that's when I had my holycrapwakeupenoughtosaysomethingimportant epiphany.  it went like this:

I'll leave the back door unlocked and I'll cut some keys for you on my lunch break!

nice jorb, ghetto mom.

sad.  they've never needed house keys before.  It just didn't occur to me.  and taking a first day of school picture never once crossed my mind.  I didn't make their lunches either.  I don't make people lunches.
I'm also not used to not having to get up until I feel like it, cause, really, that was a huge homeschooling bonus.  I knew they were going to school this year, I'm just not that great at putting two and two together sometimes.

but they survived.
so did I.
we may even attempt it again tomorrow.

new phrase

a man came into the store today to pick up a book I had ordered in for him.  he was super nice.  he asked, as an aside, if we happened to have any books on gibson guitars.  we didn't, though I did show him a beautiful fender guitar book, which, for whatever reason, prompted him to ask:

do you play?

oh the thoughts that instantly run through my head when I'm asked a simple question like that.  I start dreaming like nobody's business in moments like those.  I just want to bask in the flood of thoughts.  what would it seriously be like?  I'm thinking pretty darn cool if you ignore all that other stuff like practicing and writing and actually being good enough to command an audience.  not that I don't practice and write, but, you know ... it's so personal and very introverted so how do you know for sure if you don't ever take a chance?

so, today, I decided to shoot from the hip and try out a new phrase.  when he asked me:  do you play?
I said, simply:

yeah.  yeah, I do.

cool.