October 22, 2004
I had a brilliant day.
Odd thing to say about a typical Seattle fall drizzlefest like today perhaps, but it was just ... Nice.
Got up early to bus out to my first deep tissue massage class, but I didn't really want to bus... SO I dillied and dallied until it was too late to catch the durn bus-amazing how indecisiveness can accomplish what we wanted anyway but couldn't decide to be decisive about.
Anyhoo, I made it to class without getting dragged off to badgirldrivingwithonlyalearnerspermitjail or whatever, phew!
Class rocked. It is awesome having two teachers, teaching two students. I am psyched! Not only will my massage improve immensely from their awesome instruction, but I'm gonna learn chi gong(so long I've been wanting to!) and I'm going to get some serious bodywork!!!
We're talking structural reintegration, baby! That's just what this twisty ol' girlbod needs.
So, I drived myself home and was dancing to the badass Badi Assad cd I got from the library, all around the massage table in my living room, startling the very startlable kitty who was tryin' to sleep thereon. Called half a dozen girlfriends to share my happiness and invite them to Kalidance with me on Cap hill this Sunday, shakin' it, shakin' it, oh yeah, oh yeah...
Kitties lookin' at me like I'm a mad thing.
I sobered up enough to sortnpay all my freakin' bills(thank god that's the last of the bills from the ol' house-s'gonna be kinda fun not bein' the house billpayer anymore, just shelling out the dough to Rebecca) and to vote(absentee ballot), a bit of a chore as always raking through the legalese to try and figure out who's scamming who, but it felt good to put my two cents in for Kerry.
Made chicken soup to hold my lurking sore throat at bay... Mmmm... Chicken soup.
Then, hoorah! Silverclay at last!
So, so, so cool.
This is the shit, man.
I mean, what could be cooler than soft, gray clay that fires(in like an hour!) into pure friggin' SILVER! I made two pendants-yes both of them have boobies-and some beads. Cool, cool, cool, so very cool.
Lotsa artsy, funny women. Loved the teacher, Brooke who makes funky, cute jewelry and has chickens in Fremont.
It was lovely, until Brooke gotta call from her sis who'd just crashed Brookes car on the way to pick her up. Sis OK, car totalled. Poor Brooke.
Luckily, the class was over, it was getting late, too. We rallied around her, packed up her kiln and stuff in a car fulla women and I gave her a hug goodbye.
Then I set off homewards up the steep, dark, winding, shiny, wet road. It started to pour, I laughed and zipped my jacket up to my face, pulling the hood strings tight. 'Bout halfway up, however, I was huffin' and puffin' and WAY too hot! So I tossed my hood off and let the rain spatter on my face and bathe the brandspankin' new silvergoddess on my neck.
I felt so fine. So full of life and the rain looked heavenly softly falling in shining masses about the streetlights, on my hair, cheeks, eyes... Love just pouring out of me like rain itself, like some holy, glowing, unrepentant force. Everything just gleamed, streaming and splashing. Even the asphalt seemed to be radiant, awake...
Cresting the hill and happily plunging down the other side with long long strides, I sang Tara mantras 'til I noticed PCC was open and hit it for groceries. Impulsively bought myself some brown rice sushi to nosh on the way home... Didn't notice it was the SPICEY kind 'til I was already scarfing it down. Holy hoohah!
Oh well, I offered some to a nice gal from Toronto and we walked together most of the rest of the way. I got to show off my pendant, she got some sushi and helped carry my groceries. It was a sweet way to end a sweet day.
Now here am I, bloggin' away.
I better hit the hay, I've gotta work tomorrow morning, relaxing all those crazy folks who work normal jobs.
But I think I'll have a wee midnight snackerel first... Hmmm... Garlic, olive oil, bread...
Sayeth rzan at 11:46 PM