Hello, reader. How are you doing? Ming and I visited the artesian well in Olympia, Washington during our recent trip north to Portland and Seattle. I love Olympia’s well and sent a picture to my friend. They asked to hear more, so I write this post for my friend and for everyone. I first visited… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you? I’m well–enjoying my retirement. But sometimes Ming gets dehydrated–it’s a problem for him and becomes my problem also. Maybe his brain shrinks–maybe something else goes wonky inside of him. But he needs to pay attention and wet himself. No, not like peeing his pants. Like getting his body to accept… Read More »
“Did you ever do logic puzzles when you were a kid?” I asked Ming. “No,” he said. “I failed at them.” “Yeah,” I said. “I see that.” We laughed. “You tell me a thing, and then you tell me another thing, and another thing. But the first thing totally contradicts the third thing. And I… Read More »
What the fuck, Oregon. You are so wet. You have no business being so wet! How did this happen? Do I deserve to receive all this sacred water with you? I see rivers everywhere. It’s so beautiful–it’s hard to take in. fern Ming and I walked to the grocery store down the street. I noticed… Read More »
I have a deal with my body–I give her some basic things, and she gives me the ability to function. Before, I thought that caring for my body was a waste of time, a tedious chore. I wanted to do the minimum. Now I understand that caring for my body is a sacred pleasure, and… Read More »
Oh hey, we went to this place called Pabco trail. Looks at this cute pic of Ming! So GQ! I smile and smile, though he was not smiling at that moment. Professor Ming! I put my scarf on him. Pretty water too, huh. And those fluffy-flowered plants. They look like pampas grass, but I don’t… Read More »
“Do you want me to massage your leg?” I asked Ming. He woke up with a leg cramp. “No, it’s already gone,” he said. “Oh, I’m glad your leg is gone. That means you don’t have to walk anymore. There’s a song about that!” Then I sang for him. If I ever lose my legs, … Read More »
Hey, happy Boxing Day. What the heck–we made it. We made it safely to the other side of xmas. My friend made this Star Jar and sent it to me as a present. What do you think? I think it’s gorgeous, sweet–a glowy friend I can carry around with me, trustworthy to glow. Honestly, candles… Read More »
I’m going to get to more I’m grateful for. But first some anguish. delivery issues Some delivery people can’t handle delivering packages to our house. They assume a dog is in our yard, so they won’t open the gate. To the contrary–loose dogs roam our neighborhood, and the fence is to keep dogs out, not… Read More »