Watch. Altar'd

Watch



Here is a closeup of the watch parts that I got as a gift from my aunt. Turns out that they're somewhat endlessly appealing to almost everyone. (We had to, in other words, go back to the store and get a couple more bags.) They're the same watch parts that I used in the resin pendants that I made.

Altar'd

I jarred up an altar a few years ago. That is, as I was moving out of my apartment on Princeton, I took my altar and crammed everything on it into this little jar:



You can see the feathers that I used to collect on my walks to school, shells and bones that came from who knows where, dice, seed beads from a bunch of bracelets that I made and used to wear, fortunes from fortune cookies.



There's a fortune for you: Know the right moment.

I've struggled my whole life with that one.

Just After

It was kind of a busy day today.

First, I had an acupuncture appointment. Leah, my acupuncturist, put one of the needles right between my eyebrows and it felt like she was driving a knitting needle into my head. I gasped when she put the needle in, it was so painful. Even my back teeth began to ache. Apparently, the Chinese believe in the "no pain, no gain" adage when it comes to acupuncture, so I just let it ride. After a few minutes, the pain subsided somewhat, but there was never a second the whole time the needle was in me that I wasn't acutely aware that, yes, there was a needle in my forehead. (The first time I ever had acupuncture, not with Leah, I used to count the number of needles the doctor put in and then I'd count the needles as he took them out so that I could be sure he hadn't forgotten any. Yes, I know. But it was my way of having a modicum of control over the process.)

After acupuncture, I had a late lunch with my aunt Char. We ended up having dim sum, which is one of my favorite lunch things to do. On the way into the restaurant, we ran into one of her coworkers and her coworker greeted me as though we had met before. (Have we met before, Renee?) I don't recall having met her before, but maybe she knows me from my blog? It was a little disconcerting. I'm not that old, am I, that I'd forget something like that? I mean, my memory still works. Mostly.

After lunch, I was so full that all I wanted was a nap. Unfortunately, there is no rest for the wicked. Instead I came home and did a bunch of puttering around.

Then it was time to meet Judi and my aunt for coffee before swimming. I've been meaning to write about swimming, about our two instructors, the butter face and the old guy, and the numerous geeks at the pool--but I just don't have it in me today.

I'm tired!