How wonderful to be able to wear flip flops in Seattle. You get just about 2 months a year to enjoy decent climate here. Today and the past week have been such days. I haven’t stubbed my toe since I was a child but tonight, walking back to my car from the pub, there I went. And it reminded me of my childhood. Pain mixed with a nostalgia for when such things were commonplace.
Outside of the pub tonight as I waited anxiously for my friends to arrive there was a group of women on the corner. One was applying makeup to another and seemed to be giving her a makeover there on the street. I could not resist inquiring what they were up to. I asked if she was selling some product or something and her friend said no, she just was super stylish and liked to give advice. I got in line.
Jackie was her name. She instructed me to take off my glasses. I complied. She loved my hair. I told her I was 52 and she seemed genuinely stunned… her friend too. No…. I could not be more than 4o. I loved her even more at this point. Her major concern was my teeth and she insisted I whiten them every 3 hours tomorrow. I can do that. And I have to grow my bangs out and quit wearing my glasses. So. There you have it. I hugged her and thanked her for the advice and joined my friends, who had finally arrived, back inside the pub.
Life is beautiful. And so am I.
June 6, 2009 at 2:34 pm
I love this. And the post above it about the tangle on the mattress in your living room. Your writing is so present and fleshy. I love it. Sometimes I want to run away and come live with you, we could drink wine (after I pop out Willy) and write.
BTW, I need your email address again, can you myspace it to me?
June 7, 2009 at 1:06 pm
Willy? That’s my new dog’s name!!!! Elyse could babysit while we drink and write.