One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Saturday, March 10th
The azaleas started blooming in early/mid February. Right about the time everyone else was bitching about six more weeks of winter… we were starting to get flowers. I don’t even know if I should plant a vegetable garden this year; it’s probably going to be 150 degrees by April. We’ve been sleeping with the window AC unit on at night for almost a week, and … just, gah. This might be the year we vacation in Alaska… from April through October.
I spent most of the day in the ceramic studio yesterday, pouring greenware and cleaning dry greenware. I cleaned enough to fire the kiln, which I turned on right before I went to sleep last night. It just clicked off while I was getting my coffee a little bit ago. It will take about 16 hours to cool down, but I probably won’t open it until tomorrow morning, because… tonight I have tickets to go see Amy Ray! (Don’t be jealous, Anne, I thought about inviting you to come with!)
I’ve never seen her solo before, but I’ve seen the Indigo Girls play an embarrassing number of times for a straight girl. This is in a really small venue, and my friend Chana and I are going to be there with flannel on (instead of bells, you know).
Might be time to seriously consider that emigration to Canada. Just sayin’.
WORD.
Glad the Amy Ray concert was great! I love the Indigo Girls. I also love azaleas. My Midwestern soil is alkaline, which makes the azaleas cranky, but I still planted one last year and treated it with sulfur in hopes to pacify it. I fell in love with them when we visited Seattle, and I would love to have one in my yard. Know that I am jealous and enjoy them fully while they’re blooming!
And I would totally have come with you, except for the whole Gainesville to Ohio distance thing. And cookie sales. I would even have gotten a flannel shirt and worn my hiking boots! Lucky you!
Wait until I get around to posting about her coming to the bookstore the next day….! a;djlafjdd;j!!!!