I want to catch up with what happened over the last days of my stay in florida, and trying to back track nearly twenty days seems like a lot. frankly so much happens in one day, it would be nearly impossible, so i'm gonna try to condense..as ignore the third call from a collection agency.. this morn since 5:11 am who needs an alarm..
I came to the conclusion yesterday that when we are all flush and a good credit risk, we are considered good people, by those same creditors, when life takes a turn, and money isn't flowing we become, horrible people and all your good efforts completely forgotten. why is it they don't look back at your entire history and see that over a much longer time, I was a good customer paying always on time and the minute shit happens and your late or worse can not pay right now, you become scum. I certainly know that that is not it.. but you tell that to the banks. rather than have my blood boil, my stomach reel, i choose to ignore, it's the only way for now.. any discussion i have with them falls on deaf ears, and when i get things all straightened out and money starts flowing i will joyfully repay them all, after i pay myself..
Weekend before last I didn't work, was on standby for a show, which might have been very good but as I had many other things to attend to, like put papers together for the IRS, I didn't even attempt to work, work. I instead met with people that might be able to represent me in this matter, only to find that everyone sees u coming and wants huge sums of money to do so.. well that's not gonna happen, but what I got out of it is this, when u get a free consultation, and ur broke as shit, take fucking notes and use ur own brain!! through out this trip I was given lots of good information, and as I put these pieces together, i will be able to take these pieces of info and use them for myself, i am sadly consumed with all this which has prevented me from creating actual cash flow, due to the amount of time i've spent trying to put 2008, and next 2009 papers together for the IRS, this has prevented me from actually making money, now, or what it takes to book shows or other opportunities for the near future.
I'll pick that up in a moment.. the following week while sleeping at a hotel in lauderdale by the sea, I had a great room, with a balcony, and in the evenings would sit out in the cool night air to hear the sea, brush against the sand, the first night, the erie glow of the lights, shown upon a tree, a frangipani tree, without the lovely blooms of spring, where two doves cuddled, blending into the tree branches so well at first I didn't think they were real, until one blinked at me!! and every morning for 5 days I would get up to the sound of the changing sea, no 2 days the same, like life!! one day the sea crashing, the next a smooth waves rubbing the sand surface.. I really couldn't afford this but couldn't be trapped in the house, where my ex-husband lives now, once ours. I prepared for the last show of this trip, Art Deco, the hoped that this would be the money maker of the trip and why I stayed on an extra week. I would have never done so had the potential, and past exhibits there not been so great. I was so looking forward to this last show, for so many reasons, more friends to visit with, share the last of the trip with, cultivate newer relationships, which have come to be more prominent.
Art Deco, like so many other shows has slipped into oblivion, this sucks, I had the time of my life, my friends the royal family turned out to have a space right next to mine, I was not expecting that, but god does work in mysterious ways, and i'm not going to question why it was so, but that in being so, meant to be.. If I laughed once, I must of laughed a million times as we shared our thoughts and observations, Marcy had me in stitches, when she came over and announced that the fashion police needed to be called in immediately, and that fines starting at $40, needed to be issued!! had it been that we were all busier I assure u we would have not noticed all this, but as we were not, had plenty of time to laugh at the sights of out outrageously dressed men and woman.
I should tell u, friday night when I wrapped up the booth, had booked a hotel 4 miles away, who knew this would be like so incredibly far, and as i drove there, kept saying to myself, self, this is not what I had in mind, by the time I got to this motel, it was in north beach, far from everything, in the dark, as I walked in, to check in, this huge Argentinian young man, said well this might be better than u think, you have the pent house room, on the forth floor over looking the ocean, oh wow, just great, went back out to get my luggage and my bag, and the computer, ugg all heavy, wouldn't it be nice to have a man about now!!
So I get to the elevator and discover a sign on the door that says!!!! ..... temporarily OUT OF ORDER, well being as i'm am only there temporarily, that was no good and up I drag all this heavy stuff up the four flights of stairs, by the time I got up and went into the room I was sure this is not where I was to be.. got on line called Hotels.com, and heard my voice say, in nearly tears, " PLEASE DONT MAKE ME STAY HERE!!!" oh god, before u know it they rebooked me a room in the Starlite hotel, right on south beach, a half a block from my booth, and back I drove to the deco drive!! I found the, the parking space, and brought my things up stairs to a divine room, and went down stairs, befriended the bartender and bought myself a ridiculously expensive rum and coke, had to admit though it was the best i'd ever had..when I went to my room I couldn't turn my brain off, for all the things, swirling through, personal, business... and how I should proceed with all these things.. it was 3am before I forced my brain into sleep. and up i was, the next day to the lovely blue skies of miami, and south beach, still a happening place. with people from all the nation gathering there for various reasons.
Mine was to sell Up Your Ear Earrings, and that fell short of my hopes, and as it turned out the sleazy competition, I had battled the years, and the month there, turned out to be there, and I didn't find out till sunday night. having seen at least 50 pairs of their earrings, on others that was not good.. and my expensive space would become unpaid for..my beloved partner, would know this, and because of him, open to these others, for his connection to them, relatives, would be shorted income also, and as though this were all on me, was disappointed when I called him on it. and after a weekend of bragging on him, left me heart broken. again. My only alternative, like in the past is to move in a new direction, selling in this fashion is over folks, and now is the time to try new things, don't change what u r doing, just how u r doing it. we are not in the position to change our product line, but how we sell, or where. so that is what i am doing, and as one door closes so do the opportunities to bigger and better avenues, arise. and I am sure my ideas are the best yet. I know now where I am going and what I am doing, to some degree. still looking for financial backing so if their are any readers out their willing to take a risk, as I do daily let me know!!
Like business, love and life, everything is a risk, one never knows, what the out come will be, but one steps into things, and we never know what will happen, we can think, with some assurance that we know, but we don't. But the gamble has a lot better odds than vegas. so lets roll the dice on ourselves.. and leave the universe to guide us.. one day at a time.
Andrea
my crew, at last together again.. in L.A.
Saturday, 22 January 2011
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
just a brief , hahaha up date, survived my birthday, i woke up early to write, and recieve um-teen phone calls of happy birthday wishes, which then turned writing into a 4 hour effort, one hour just to correct spelling!! the children gave me some gifts, my friend nancy, gave me a blankie, in bright pink, along with some nice undergarments, oooo la la, and a fab coffee cup with little red roses on it, old fashioned, if someone wants to bring me coffee in bed, and some spiced rum!!!
ah wishful thinking.. hum i wonder has anyone ever done that.. i don't think so.. just think of what i have to look forward and a like enough money to afford a personal assistant and a nanny! whilst some friends, all wish i'd return to the life i once had.. and why would i do that prey tell? how is it people can come up to you, tell u that you've never looked better, or seem happier and in the same breath suggest, one return to a less pleasant time.. i just don't get it.. to each his/her own i suppose.
I am evidently hard to understand, my thought way to complicated, my feeling too deep, and just as easily shut down, if nesscessary, for my self preservation. I go back to what i mentioned to Ka Lee yesterday, when she called me, when you take a flight the flight attendent tells you in case of emergency, please place the face mask on yourself first, then help the one sitting next to you, in that i believe.
my day was basically uneventful, as far as birthdays go, as far as another great day, well... i was prepared i've had enough birthdays to know, this is one day that is, and always has been icky. anyone with a birthday within a few weeks of christmas must know that, no one wants to do anything, and often through the years i felt the same way.
Madeline and i took a quick trip to the festival market in pompano, I enjoyed a drink with my friend nancy later, and then went to sheri's had another couple of beers, and fell asleep on her couch, where i reside again to night.
Had a really interesting conversation with one of sheri's friends who's birthday is today, all her complaints, or maybe rather i should say, reflections of her birthday the same.. no one ever made any effort to do anything.. she asked me if anyone even got me a cake, i said no.. i got one for madeline's b day yesterday, she pointed out that that wasn't the same. and i thought she had a point. though hadn't really thought about what is expected anyway.. now you are not going to believe this, and what made my birthday the best, as i was chatting with Dawn, i was out on the patio, and Sheri's neighbor, over heard it was my birthday, as that was the topic, now i don't know this person, never met him, and when i got off the phone with Dawn, there was a knock on the door, and in walked in Steve, with a cake, for me, a perfect stranger, he over heard it, went to publix and arrived with a cake.. i just couldn't believe it, can you imgine a person thats never met you would bring you a cake.. well this is what i most wanted to share.. one never knows where the niceties in life are coming.. So thanks steve, that was outstanding and if i never were to remember this birthday, now i will never forget.. one birthday, this one.. as i can hardly recall any of the others, nore do i care..
Any way, whatever your age, people put you in catigories, which are really off, actual dates do not make one older or younger, much of how we are has to do with how one approaches life, with vigor, or lack their of, i've meet people in their 30's that are old indeed, and and people like my mother that never aged, matured, but never lost, her youthful out look, much less her good looks, when she passed, last year, her bone density was the bone denity of a 50 year old woman.. so she was fit also.. that's just gentics.. or luck.. now i'm placed into some group that i definately don't fit into..i choose not to adjust to readily..
andrea and crew
this was published quiet after i wrote it.. i'll explain in my next post!
ah wishful thinking.. hum i wonder has anyone ever done that.. i don't think so.. just think of what i have to look forward and a like enough money to afford a personal assistant and a nanny! whilst some friends, all wish i'd return to the life i once had.. and why would i do that prey tell? how is it people can come up to you, tell u that you've never looked better, or seem happier and in the same breath suggest, one return to a less pleasant time.. i just don't get it.. to each his/her own i suppose.
I am evidently hard to understand, my thought way to complicated, my feeling too deep, and just as easily shut down, if nesscessary, for my self preservation. I go back to what i mentioned to Ka Lee yesterday, when she called me, when you take a flight the flight attendent tells you in case of emergency, please place the face mask on yourself first, then help the one sitting next to you, in that i believe.
my day was basically uneventful, as far as birthdays go, as far as another great day, well... i was prepared i've had enough birthdays to know, this is one day that is, and always has been icky. anyone with a birthday within a few weeks of christmas must know that, no one wants to do anything, and often through the years i felt the same way.
Madeline and i took a quick trip to the festival market in pompano, I enjoyed a drink with my friend nancy later, and then went to sheri's had another couple of beers, and fell asleep on her couch, where i reside again to night.
Had a really interesting conversation with one of sheri's friends who's birthday is today, all her complaints, or maybe rather i should say, reflections of her birthday the same.. no one ever made any effort to do anything.. she asked me if anyone even got me a cake, i said no.. i got one for madeline's b day yesterday, she pointed out that that wasn't the same. and i thought she had a point. though hadn't really thought about what is expected anyway.. now you are not going to believe this, and what made my birthday the best, as i was chatting with Dawn, i was out on the patio, and Sheri's neighbor, over heard it was my birthday, as that was the topic, now i don't know this person, never met him, and when i got off the phone with Dawn, there was a knock on the door, and in walked in Steve, with a cake, for me, a perfect stranger, he over heard it, went to publix and arrived with a cake.. i just couldn't believe it, can you imgine a person thats never met you would bring you a cake.. well this is what i most wanted to share.. one never knows where the niceties in life are coming.. So thanks steve, that was outstanding and if i never were to remember this birthday, now i will never forget.. one birthday, this one.. as i can hardly recall any of the others, nore do i care..
Any way, whatever your age, people put you in catigories, which are really off, actual dates do not make one older or younger, much of how we are has to do with how one approaches life, with vigor, or lack their of, i've meet people in their 30's that are old indeed, and and people like my mother that never aged, matured, but never lost, her youthful out look, much less her good looks, when she passed, last year, her bone density was the bone denity of a 50 year old woman.. so she was fit also.. that's just gentics.. or luck.. now i'm placed into some group that i definately don't fit into..i choose not to adjust to readily..
andrea and crew
this was published quiet after i wrote it.. i'll explain in my next post!
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
Cinderella's Shoes
I wonder if I'll ever run out of things to write about..
New year, didn't even think to make a new years resolution, last years resolution will do.. focus on what you WANT not what you need.. lets hope if we all have a roof still over our heads, and food on the table, then are needs are met, but if we give up on what it is we want out of our lives, then we give in to survival and we start on the tread mill to hell..
so that resolution is what i'm sticking to.. and hows that working you ask? well, if this new years weekend were to be a any example, i'd say in many ways quite well.. I imagined how i wanted the weekend to go, in a variety of ways, some personal, and of course business wise, well the personal was just great, even might say met my every fantasy, more reunions, with many respected artisans, i've known a life time now, were there in fort myers.
I arrived friday after a lovely drive through alligator alley and up I-75 on such a nice sunny day.. met Willy, my earring partner, for 19 years, on the way, and we stood in a parking lot together for the first time in months, in person, and after a long heartfelt embrace, out came the paper and a search for a pen, to draw ideas, discuss the future of Up Your Ear, and on was i once again, the road under the tires of my rented chevy cargo, enterprise van. The radio, playing hits of today loudly, as i sang, pathetically to them, one romantic song after another.. I wonder if one ever gives up on that aspect of life, the romance part. It just seemed never to be in my script.. but like every fairy tale, ever written, i still believe..I can remember clearly at about 14-15 sitting in the stair well at Bancroft junior high silently crying, about just that, if my prince would come.. life was so hard then, maybe because i was 14 or so, and my dad and step mother were so truly awful, i was grounded at one point, 6 months straight for a variety of infractions, like not washing a coffee cup, or arriving from our neighbors house preciously 60 seconds late, that will be a month, that became consecutive months of restriction, over board to say the least..
at this stage I'm satisfied with brief moments of extreme joy, and for sure never take it for granted..
and so my weekend began, i arrived early to fort myers, and registered at the hotel, nearest the show, a one night reservation as i was on the wait list for this show also, no guarantee i would work..had a bowl of soup, onion, at TGI fridays, and a beer at the bar, met and befriended the beautiful bartender, Shane, and then went to the hotel, to change my clothes, my gray skinny jeans, a gray fitting sweater, and my magnificent shoes, from nine west, a treat, i gave myself for my birthday, Today, :)
Had dinner with my second family Gail and Greg, and their grown children Guy and Grant, whom i hadn't seen in so long.. it was great to see them, like cousins i've never had, now i do..
after dinner, i went back to my palace of a room, looked at my divine shoes and decided not to waste such great shoes, so off i went to the hotel bar, down the hall, to the lobby, where i went to the checkin counter and asked where the bar was, after directions, i thanked the young woman, and asked her name, as i always do, Her name was Ella. Huh.. i thought as i stood there, listening to the universe speak to me.. on new years eve.. sat in the only empty seat at the bar, next to as it turns out a pilot, yet another pilot, private.. flew a client in for the weekend.. and as the clock struck midnight my heart felt calls to my children, across the state, and off i was to my room, with both shoes in tact!!, couldn't sleep, or shut off my brain.. dozed off around 2am, fully dressed, so i wouldn't be crazy the next morn at 5am, three hours later, up and ready for my day of sales, which i did end up selling, if u call selling $150. worth of earrings selling.. dam
I did how ever have the delight of seeing the Royal family, the Prince, the Knight, oh and this weekend the King was there too.. and so royal are they, Marcy, i can only say, you must be the queen. how nice.. and as i bounced thoughts off of them, listened intently, to their thoughts, and take them seriously to heart, as i try not to fall into a tailspin of confusion, as to what to do with my life, business, and art.. on sunday after packing up what was slightly more successful a day, not much, but.. i went back to them to say good bye, for now, i brought a portfolio of photos Gleb took of me, many years ago, and as i was thinking to leave, as the knight and prince were packing, i felt i just couldn't leave them, i wanted to. but like cement, in my shoes, my feet would not move. and then something happened.. the king in his thrown, took from between my legs my portfolio, and placed it between his, as we continued to talk, now he was in possession of my time, holding me there, one more moment, and then i watched him put it, intently, on his lap, as our conversation continued. held there by his Majesty, willingly, as i felt, he too did not want to say good bye too soon.. what a warm feeling.. i can not express, no words in any language. till it was sadly time to go, the dusk far behind, now dark, our drives ahead, me 2 hours to ft lauderdale, they 2 hours to clearwater, or there abouts.(and on a side note, Peter suggested a school their in clearwater or sarasota, Booker high, as it turns out it is a performing arts school, highly accredited, the play they are putting on right now, Cinderella)
driving home, i got a call, continued from one earlier in the day, from my bookkeeper Rene's son Freddie, Dick her husband, the love of her life passed, suddenly to a long time illness, they never knew he had. and in a flash, he was gone.. my dear friend, i am so sorry for your loss. so yesterday, Madelines birthday also, i went to the grocery store, picked up supplies for making crepes for madeline and spaghetti sauce for them. with all my love i put in each ingredient, for crepes for my beloved madeline and oregano, basil garlic, onions and tomatoes, while cooking the pasta, and crepes.. i multi task!!
as i put it all together, ready to leave to visit, i'd called Freddie, a little earlier to ask if i should come by, and he said he'd speak to Rene, and as i got into the truck to go there i called again, and to his amazement, he'd just mentioned it to Rene, and she said have her come, in exactly that moment.. can u believe that.. and so i arrived, to be the only client, or person that wasn't family, and i held her tightly as she cried just a little..met the the family, i had heard all about, stayed a while, after she showed me around her lovely home which she and Dick had lived in, 45 years.
so again i am reminded, we r not promised tomorrow, each and everyday is precious, and i'm glad through toil and troubles to have each one.. to a lingering kiss, a warm embrace, to the courage we muster each day as we arise to meet and greet the day head on, mine today, my birthday. may this be the half way point between now and the end of my life on earth, continued, in good health surrounded by the love of friends, who have included me in their lives, like Rene.. Gail and Greg, Willy, the Royal family,nancy and bill, sheri, and her girls, and so many others, thank you..i am a better person for it.. and ever happier.. I smile as i see what the day unfolds for me. the one day i can say is mine and mine alone.. Thanks mom where ever u r on this fine day.. i love u
and to my crew, my devotion,
andrea
New year, didn't even think to make a new years resolution, last years resolution will do.. focus on what you WANT not what you need.. lets hope if we all have a roof still over our heads, and food on the table, then are needs are met, but if we give up on what it is we want out of our lives, then we give in to survival and we start on the tread mill to hell..
so that resolution is what i'm sticking to.. and hows that working you ask? well, if this new years weekend were to be a any example, i'd say in many ways quite well.. I imagined how i wanted the weekend to go, in a variety of ways, some personal, and of course business wise, well the personal was just great, even might say met my every fantasy, more reunions, with many respected artisans, i've known a life time now, were there in fort myers.
I arrived friday after a lovely drive through alligator alley and up I-75 on such a nice sunny day.. met Willy, my earring partner, for 19 years, on the way, and we stood in a parking lot together for the first time in months, in person, and after a long heartfelt embrace, out came the paper and a search for a pen, to draw ideas, discuss the future of Up Your Ear, and on was i once again, the road under the tires of my rented chevy cargo, enterprise van. The radio, playing hits of today loudly, as i sang, pathetically to them, one romantic song after another.. I wonder if one ever gives up on that aspect of life, the romance part. It just seemed never to be in my script.. but like every fairy tale, ever written, i still believe..I can remember clearly at about 14-15 sitting in the stair well at Bancroft junior high silently crying, about just that, if my prince would come.. life was so hard then, maybe because i was 14 or so, and my dad and step mother were so truly awful, i was grounded at one point, 6 months straight for a variety of infractions, like not washing a coffee cup, or arriving from our neighbors house preciously 60 seconds late, that will be a month, that became consecutive months of restriction, over board to say the least..
at this stage I'm satisfied with brief moments of extreme joy, and for sure never take it for granted..
and so my weekend began, i arrived early to fort myers, and registered at the hotel, nearest the show, a one night reservation as i was on the wait list for this show also, no guarantee i would work..had a bowl of soup, onion, at TGI fridays, and a beer at the bar, met and befriended the beautiful bartender, Shane, and then went to the hotel, to change my clothes, my gray skinny jeans, a gray fitting sweater, and my magnificent shoes, from nine west, a treat, i gave myself for my birthday, Today, :)
Had dinner with my second family Gail and Greg, and their grown children Guy and Grant, whom i hadn't seen in so long.. it was great to see them, like cousins i've never had, now i do..
after dinner, i went back to my palace of a room, looked at my divine shoes and decided not to waste such great shoes, so off i went to the hotel bar, down the hall, to the lobby, where i went to the checkin counter and asked where the bar was, after directions, i thanked the young woman, and asked her name, as i always do, Her name was Ella. Huh.. i thought as i stood there, listening to the universe speak to me.. on new years eve.. sat in the only empty seat at the bar, next to as it turns out a pilot, yet another pilot, private.. flew a client in for the weekend.. and as the clock struck midnight my heart felt calls to my children, across the state, and off i was to my room, with both shoes in tact!!, couldn't sleep, or shut off my brain.. dozed off around 2am, fully dressed, so i wouldn't be crazy the next morn at 5am, three hours later, up and ready for my day of sales, which i did end up selling, if u call selling $150. worth of earrings selling.. dam
I did how ever have the delight of seeing the Royal family, the Prince, the Knight, oh and this weekend the King was there too.. and so royal are they, Marcy, i can only say, you must be the queen. how nice.. and as i bounced thoughts off of them, listened intently, to their thoughts, and take them seriously to heart, as i try not to fall into a tailspin of confusion, as to what to do with my life, business, and art.. on sunday after packing up what was slightly more successful a day, not much, but.. i went back to them to say good bye, for now, i brought a portfolio of photos Gleb took of me, many years ago, and as i was thinking to leave, as the knight and prince were packing, i felt i just couldn't leave them, i wanted to. but like cement, in my shoes, my feet would not move. and then something happened.. the king in his thrown, took from between my legs my portfolio, and placed it between his, as we continued to talk, now he was in possession of my time, holding me there, one more moment, and then i watched him put it, intently, on his lap, as our conversation continued. held there by his Majesty, willingly, as i felt, he too did not want to say good bye too soon.. what a warm feeling.. i can not express, no words in any language. till it was sadly time to go, the dusk far behind, now dark, our drives ahead, me 2 hours to ft lauderdale, they 2 hours to clearwater, or there abouts.(and on a side note, Peter suggested a school their in clearwater or sarasota, Booker high, as it turns out it is a performing arts school, highly accredited, the play they are putting on right now, Cinderella)
driving home, i got a call, continued from one earlier in the day, from my bookkeeper Rene's son Freddie, Dick her husband, the love of her life passed, suddenly to a long time illness, they never knew he had. and in a flash, he was gone.. my dear friend, i am so sorry for your loss. so yesterday, Madelines birthday also, i went to the grocery store, picked up supplies for making crepes for madeline and spaghetti sauce for them. with all my love i put in each ingredient, for crepes for my beloved madeline and oregano, basil garlic, onions and tomatoes, while cooking the pasta, and crepes.. i multi task!!
as i put it all together, ready to leave to visit, i'd called Freddie, a little earlier to ask if i should come by, and he said he'd speak to Rene, and as i got into the truck to go there i called again, and to his amazement, he'd just mentioned it to Rene, and she said have her come, in exactly that moment.. can u believe that.. and so i arrived, to be the only client, or person that wasn't family, and i held her tightly as she cried just a little..met the the family, i had heard all about, stayed a while, after she showed me around her lovely home which she and Dick had lived in, 45 years.
so again i am reminded, we r not promised tomorrow, each and everyday is precious, and i'm glad through toil and troubles to have each one.. to a lingering kiss, a warm embrace, to the courage we muster each day as we arise to meet and greet the day head on, mine today, my birthday. may this be the half way point between now and the end of my life on earth, continued, in good health surrounded by the love of friends, who have included me in their lives, like Rene.. Gail and Greg, Willy, the Royal family,nancy and bill, sheri, and her girls, and so many others, thank you..i am a better person for it.. and ever happier.. I smile as i see what the day unfolds for me. the one day i can say is mine and mine alone.. Thanks mom where ever u r on this fine day.. i love u
and to my crew, my devotion,
andrea
Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Nancy and Bill's house
As I roll up my sleeves, and think about the first night i've been alone in i don't know when.. and naturally when at last i'm a lone, everyone seemed busy, ah which gave Cassie and i time, much needed, as she's been writing a screen play fervently, and i so enjoyed hearing of her process, and her work, what an inspiration. and talk about the energy she puts out, wow.. at her frequency, u could light up the world.
As i sit in my dear friend Nancy's house 2 doors down from, my former residence, hahahha, the children safe and i pray sound, i sit and write, Oh thank you nancy, and bill, her solemn husband, i so adore anyway, they have been through so much, most prevalent the loss of their beloved, grandson, of brain cancer, cameron. (i wrote about this)
lets just talk about nancy a moment, she is a virgo, now i have never been one to be convinced about astrology, but in my experience, my mother a virgo, ok, when i got to my mom's apt, in west hollywood, she had notes, pasted everywhere, for room mates to close the door, the refridge, turn lights off, all in their appropriate places, by the door, over a light switch, right, so when i arrive, on my own last night, having gone through the run through with nancy,the night before, she already had notes, also taped, in yellow paper, and some white, just like my mom... and now there were a few others, which i saved to relish this morn over coffee, the dish from 2 or more years ago with the note, think this is yours, and the fish tank note, with the name of the fish, Hot Tamale, almost spit the coffee out.. when i read that.. then the note on the kitchen sponge that read... Water is very hot!!!.. you can't imagine how that makes me smile..
a few years back, Alfredo didn't want to travel with Bionca, my colossal, white kittie, photos to follow, i promise, for many understandable reasons, much less the hell i would go through if i brought her, so after desperately trying to find someone to care for her, for our long summer art tour, i came to find that a neighbor, Karen, loved cats and would feed Bionca while we were gone. theres more to that, later to come, in any event, she gladly accepted $200., a ridiculously small fee.. as it turns out, she is a spiritualist, like those in lily dale.. ok is that too much or what, for those that haven't read this all, go back.. ,anyway, i went over this morn to say hello.. what the heck, never over look a coincidence. Their aren't any..
and on to renting what is my 3rd vehicle in eight days, today, as clyde called me and offered his corporate enterprise discount, a huge savings for me, and yet another gift, without paper and bows, funny, maybe i over estimated the paper factor, or bow, for that matter, i am now driving a chevy without any electric windows, locks or mirrors, booo hooo... but it drives nice, has nice pick up but it's tank was empty, when i got it, so i had to not only fill the tank of the u haul to return it, at 50 bucks, but then went to another gas station and put $86. in the enterprise truck, shit..
got my nails done at sheri's solon Phonoma Nails, and to my aghast, she told that her air conditioners were stolen the night before, so what like the wall kind, no.. NO, the central air kind, holly shit they're stealing air conditioners from businesses for either copper or resale, now .. we are n trouble...this i'm sorry to say is not good, and evidently a lot of drug, mainly crack, or i don't know what, is driving crime upward, here in south florida, i've known about the gas stations, and how careful u should b, but now this, on a first hand basis, this situation is vastly concerning.. and dangerous.. and btw, not only hers for that strip mall but 3-4 others..
my nails, now new and nice regardless, like glass, like Cinderella's slipper, i hope not to loose one! as i did last week, and who would want to find one and see if it fit? hahaha.. working on my next story.. I swear, a modern day, cinderella story.. my favorite, was with leslie ann warren..1965. oh she was so beautiful, with her long neck.. like my moms, and i noticed, again mine.. huh..
sit up straight, an keep moving.. on ward..
and till 2morro, readers good night, or morn..
andrea, and the crew next door..
sweet dreams.. crew..
As i sit in my dear friend Nancy's house 2 doors down from, my former residence, hahahha, the children safe and i pray sound, i sit and write, Oh thank you nancy, and bill, her solemn husband, i so adore anyway, they have been through so much, most prevalent the loss of their beloved, grandson, of brain cancer, cameron. (i wrote about this)
lets just talk about nancy a moment, she is a virgo, now i have never been one to be convinced about astrology, but in my experience, my mother a virgo, ok, when i got to my mom's apt, in west hollywood, she had notes, pasted everywhere, for room mates to close the door, the refridge, turn lights off, all in their appropriate places, by the door, over a light switch, right, so when i arrive, on my own last night, having gone through the run through with nancy,the night before, she already had notes, also taped, in yellow paper, and some white, just like my mom... and now there were a few others, which i saved to relish this morn over coffee, the dish from 2 or more years ago with the note, think this is yours, and the fish tank note, with the name of the fish, Hot Tamale, almost spit the coffee out.. when i read that.. then the note on the kitchen sponge that read... Water is very hot!!!.. you can't imagine how that makes me smile..
a few years back, Alfredo didn't want to travel with Bionca, my colossal, white kittie, photos to follow, i promise, for many understandable reasons, much less the hell i would go through if i brought her, so after desperately trying to find someone to care for her, for our long summer art tour, i came to find that a neighbor, Karen, loved cats and would feed Bionca while we were gone. theres more to that, later to come, in any event, she gladly accepted $200., a ridiculously small fee.. as it turns out, she is a spiritualist, like those in lily dale.. ok is that too much or what, for those that haven't read this all, go back.. ,anyway, i went over this morn to say hello.. what the heck, never over look a coincidence. Their aren't any..
and on to renting what is my 3rd vehicle in eight days, today, as clyde called me and offered his corporate enterprise discount, a huge savings for me, and yet another gift, without paper and bows, funny, maybe i over estimated the paper factor, or bow, for that matter, i am now driving a chevy without any electric windows, locks or mirrors, booo hooo... but it drives nice, has nice pick up but it's tank was empty, when i got it, so i had to not only fill the tank of the u haul to return it, at 50 bucks, but then went to another gas station and put $86. in the enterprise truck, shit..
got my nails done at sheri's solon Phonoma Nails, and to my aghast, she told that her air conditioners were stolen the night before, so what like the wall kind, no.. NO, the central air kind, holly shit they're stealing air conditioners from businesses for either copper or resale, now .. we are n trouble...this i'm sorry to say is not good, and evidently a lot of drug, mainly crack, or i don't know what, is driving crime upward, here in south florida, i've known about the gas stations, and how careful u should b, but now this, on a first hand basis, this situation is vastly concerning.. and dangerous.. and btw, not only hers for that strip mall but 3-4 others..
my nails, now new and nice regardless, like glass, like Cinderella's slipper, i hope not to loose one! as i did last week, and who would want to find one and see if it fit? hahaha.. working on my next story.. I swear, a modern day, cinderella story.. my favorite, was with leslie ann warren..1965. oh she was so beautiful, with her long neck.. like my moms, and i noticed, again mine.. huh..
sit up straight, an keep moving.. on ward..
and till 2morro, readers good night, or morn..
andrea, and the crew next door..
sweet dreams.. crew..
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