Dec. 7th, 2002

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Hahahahahaa had major character bunny last night, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] nefeleo.

This is what I dreamt. I didn't dream so much as realize this. I felt so close to the paintings. I wasn't just selling them like pieces of meat. I remembered why I loved paintings in the first place--what had got me into this--and I thought--dreamed--remembered--how easy it is for a painter to lose a painting. He can paint and paint--work on a canvas for months and one day he loses it--loses the structure--loses the sense of it--you lose the painting.

When the kids were little, we went to a parents' meeting at their school and I asked the teaher why all her students were geniuses in the second grade. Look at the first grade. Blotches of green and black. Look at the third grade. Camouflage. But the second grade--your grade. Matisses, every one. You've made my child a Matisse. Let me study with you. Let me into the second grade!

--John Guare, Six Degrees of Separation
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HHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAAAAA!!!!!

( Draco gets a cell phone. )
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Me and Libertine, continuing to fake an SMS conversation. Extremely stupid. I warn you.

FUX0R! )

Oof

Dec. 7th, 2002 09:25 pm
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A a little tipsy. I had one beer at my parents house, with my mom and dad. The stuff is strong. Which might be why they call it 'strong ale' on the label. Along with the official name, 'Iron Duke'.

And before that, I did a little babysitting. My sister *waves to sister* and my brother in law *waves to BIL* went to go pick up a desk at a friends house and I got to hang out with X. He is just over 5 months old now. He fell asleep nursing, as per usual, and then got transfered into my lap. He latched on to my shirt. All was well. He didn't wake up until they came back, and then he looked up like, "Where the HELL am I?" He has the most vivid facial expressions of anyone I've ever seen. There was a damp spot on my shirt after that. What a cool guy X is. No other guy gets to leave damp spots on my shirt, let me tell you.

Did my laundry. My mother gave me some sausages from the Polish deli. And I got some CDs back that I left there. AND....

I got my christmas tree.

Now, let me explain myself here. I was raised to be an atheist. My mother was raised a Lutheran (she's German) and my father was raised United (not the same as in the states, United in Canada is a diferent combination of denominations and is as close to UU in Canada as it gets), but both of them scorned their religious backgrounds and made sure my sister and I were heathens. We never went to church, we weren't baptized, much to my grandparents' dismay.

But we have Christmas. This is how it goes: my mother decorates the house in snowmen and santa clauses. We have a tree, covered with red balls and icles and snowmen. We have no stars on the tree. On Christmas eve we hang out. On Christmas day, my dad makes croissants for breakfast (since deep down he's really a Muslim, I think), and we open presents. Then we sit around reading while waiting for the Turkey dinner. That is all.

I've never had my own tree, but my mother is really keen on me having one. So not only do I have a tree this year...she gave me my favourite of her santa clauses. God, he's just beautiful. He's like, so kind of medieval creature, he's got this long, silky beard, and a long red robe, green boots, and he's carrying a wreath. He looks very serious and happy, like, majestic rather than jolly.

So I might put up the tree just because I like the santa, though, the santa doesn't go on the tree. I put him on the table. But I've cleared a spot for the tree, and it should be up for when [livejournal.com profile] auntbeast comes to stay.

WHOOOOPPPIEEEEEEEEEE!
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Okay, I realize this is the wrong place to ask this kind of question, but I want to know.

Nothing serious, but...this is starting to...worry me.

Okay, first off: for the last month the left side of my left foot has been numb. I've never heard of anything like this. [livejournal.com profile] clokeofdarkness says I probably just sat on it funny and killed a nerve. It's not, like, totally numb, it's like, well, surface numb. on the left opper side. I can feel all my toes. It's around my ankle, kind of like. So that's been a month.

And now the last couple of days my left knee has started to swell up. It doesn't hurt, I don't think I did anything to it, but it's just swelling. I only noticed because I bent down to pick up soap in the shower and it felt very tight. And now it's visibly swollen.

Left foot, left knee. Is there a connection here, or do I just sit badly, or something? I do sit badly. I sit with my feet all up under me most of the time. But since the foot thing I've been trying to be careful. The left knee feels very weak now, I'm a little nervous about that.

So what should I do?

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