Taurus
Horoscope (by astrocenter.com)
Things maybe happening a bit too fast and furious today for you to
digest everything that's going on around you, dear Taurus. Don't get
too anxious about this frenzy of activity. Much of it is just talk
and hype. Only concern yourself with the most genuine matters and
core issues. Feel free to take as much time as you need in coming up
with the solution to an issue at hand. Don't rush the river. Wait for
the boat to come to you.
Gemini
Horoscope (by astrocenter.com)
Take advantage of the fast-paced energy of the day, dear Gemini, and
do something new and revolutionary. Your thoughts are buzzing with
activity and you are focused on the bizarre and outlandish aspects of
every situation. New faces may be cropping up at this time, as well
as old acquaintances that you haven't heard from in years. Nurture
these relationships and let your unconventional nature run free. Take
a long walk with someone this evening.
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My diaryland entry for today, with additions/etc.
It's Monday, and I'm sunburned and tired, but very well-rested and
mellow. The coworkers can't scratch my little bubble of harmony today.
Coworker K is being a total douche; what else is new, right? But
apparently some HO is calling and asking her to transfer here and
there, and she is all pissed because HO should just be calling people
direct instead of pestering her. No doubt she could just do it and
get it over with, but no, she has to fuss and carry on. Do it quickly
& quietly, I say, and then send a note to the guy's boss and tell the
boss to straighten him out on who to call if he's not coming in. But
no, that would lack drama. Fuuuuuck. But it isn't actually bothering
me that much.
I am well rested, I made my own coffee at home so don't have to
tolerate coworker-made swill, and we're getting caught up, I think.
Plus payday is coming up soon. So...nothing can break my stride, no
one can harsh my mellow.
(Okay I'm a wierdo--but sometimes it helps me to visualize things.
Like when I'm having really bad allergies, I picture myself in a dust
mask and sometimes that helps me feel better. Today I am in a
slightly pink-tinted opalescent bubble full of happy satisfaction and
the ugly-nasty people of the world can't touch me)
Saturday, I cleaned house and then went on a picnic at the park with
E, A, and J. They didn't know where they were going,
so they wanted to caravan. I said cool, be at my house 'round 4:30.
So they got there at 4:04, just as I'd gotten done cleaning up the
carpet shampooer. I still needed a shower & stuff.
But, I let 'em in, and E was all like "We're here, we're early"
And I said "I'm not ready! I did say 4:30 right?" and he said "Oh,
well, we'll just hang out and pester you". Me:"NO, I have to get a
shower" E: "OK, we'll pester Tom." me: "Not a good idea--he's
trying to get stuff done on his car" E: "sorry sorry" Me:"No
biggie, just hang out a minute and I'll be ready". So I washed & put
on my swimsuit, with a Tshirt and my jumper dress over.
Then I packed the cooler with the marinated stuff, took my green
rubbermaid box with utensils, mosquito coils,etc otu by myself (e
followed me and asked if he could help, but I'd already gotten the
thing into the car) E & J helped me get the cooler out to the
car, and off we went.
I called Jen on the way there to talk dirt about SIL and their rude
early-ness. A was wearing a black swimsuit with a littel skirt &
white socks and paddock boots. I told Jen it was reminiscent of the
ballet dancing hippoes in 'fantasia'. She is in a bad mood, since
MoFo didn't hire her and she's waiting to hear from the smaller firm
she interviewed with. :( And she wrote an appeal letter to the CA
unemployment folks, but I don't think she's going to win her appeal.
Not enough documentation to show she tried to resolve the problem
before quitting.
A had hurt her hip again, apparently doing something 'stupid'
out with the horses Friday nite. I didn't ask what it was and she
didn't elaborate. Probably one of those things where I needed to ask.
But I wasn't interested, so I didn't.
J actually said more than 'hi' and 'bye' this time around. Cool.
He was very sweet to Nickie, and he did help pack up after dinner.
That was nice. He seems like a basically good person. I feel sorry
for him. As I told A, I just figure that if J is going to be
a part of A's life, and if A is (sadly) going to continue
to be part of E's life, I may as well try & cultivate a
relationship. Personality issues aside (A's 'unfortunate' one
and J's lack of one) there are enough common interests there to
at least do stuff together occasionally without ugliness. Like
Elysium, etc.
So, the park was nice. I brought Nickie with us at the last minute.
She's 14 this year, and pretty arthritic, but I think she liked the
water. She even swam a bit, which is common for the breed, but not
for her personally. She doesn't mind getting her feet wet,and will
lay down in shallow water to cool off, but she's afraid of deep
water. At one point, she was resting in some shallows near 'my'
waterfall, and the people were all nearer to the fall where it gets
deep, and then all of the sudden, she was swimming over, because she
couldn't stand to be out of petting-distance. It was cool. She was
pretty pathetic on Sunday, though, having a hard time getting around.
I won't make her walk that much again any time soon. I think the
water was good for her, though. I wish I could help her lose weight
and get some more muscle tone in her back legs, but with the
arthritis, I know it's hard for her to get around, period, let alone
enough to improve her tone.
Sunday, I went to Nude Yoga. Once again it was just me and Lonnie. We
taped up the ragged edges of carpet with red duct tape to keep the
vacuum from sucking up the raggedy bits. That was about an hour. I
showed him some pilates exercises, and we did a lot of ab-
strengthening stuff--I can really feel it today. I will have to
remember those exercises and try them again soon. The final step in
the exercises is like the lizards do on hot rocks--one foot and
opposite forefoot off the ground at the same time, breathe, and
switch hand/foot.
Then back home, where Rio & her bunch met us and off we went to the
Hot Sauce festival. The lines to taste the contest entries were very
long. They had it divided up into 2 lines for red sauces, 1 line for
green sauces, and 1 line for 'special variety'. We got in the special
line and waited out in the hot sun for an hour or so. It was owie.
Every once in a while, a few of us would go off for water or to hang
out in the misting area before returning to our hot sunny line. Next
year, they need to have the lines in the shade, OR put misting hoses
above the line-waiting folks.
After we suffered thru the specialty line, we didn't have the energy
to stand in another one, so we got water ices and then wandered
around tasting the vendors wares. I got some habanero jelly for
later. I'm thinking it will be excellent with bagels & cream cheese
(I know, not low-carb. But that's OK too)
After the salsa-festivities, we stopped by Atomic City to browse.
They were having an excellent shoe sale, with several in my size, but
it's the end of the month & I'm poor. Mighty tempting to abuse the
plastic, but once you've paid interest on a great "only $50!" pair of
shoes for a few years, it wasn't such a great sale after all, ya
know?
Then our guests went back to San Antonio and I read & snoozed on the
couch while Sweetie worked on one of his cars for a couple hours. We
went to Chuy's for dinner & then it was bedtime.
Great day. Great weekend. Next year, I'm taking an umbrella to the
hot sauce festival; I don't care how wierd it looks. Another great
thing about being 30, I find myself caring less and less what other
people think of me. If I'm happy and comfortable, that's the
important thing. Bonus if I look good, too, but that's not the key
item anymore.
Pozlife on Diaryland had a sad entry today. He's having a rough
time. "No good deed goes unpunished"--he pawned his grandfather's
ring and emptied out his savings account to bail a friend out of
jail, and the friend skipped town...that SUCKS. Now he has no $ for
his deposit on his new apt. I feel wierd about it, but I sent him an
email to get his snail addy. I want to send him some $.
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