I found myself pulling a stunt that my mom does. I was cooking yesterday, and wiped the stirring spoon with my fingers, licked my fingers, and did it again. I caught myself before putting the spoon back in to stir, however, and washed the spoon before continuing. I am turning into my mother. YIKES.
I went to a birthday party for a friend’s daughter. I was surrounded by a bunch of teens and twenty-somethings. I felt old, and then one of the guys says to me, “What you’re only twenty-five or six.” I could have kissed him right there, but I didn’t. It was sweet of him to say, but I told him my age. He seemed shocked. Either these kids are seriously not sure about ages, or really good actors. Anyway, I spent most of the time happily giving readings to the kids. (I read tarot cards, and I think I’m getting pretty good at it!) Most of these kids are on super-self-discovery kinds of paths, wrought with low self-esteem and angst. It’s weird, but I think I got to a couple of them. I hope I did, I’d like to think I make some kind of difference for them. Anyway, as I am super-broke, I gave Maddy one of my drawings as a gift. She and Joyce (her Mom) seemed really happy to see me. It warms my heart to see people happy to see me. It means that I mean something to them and as a result, I feel better and less awkward about being around a bunch of kids. I wish my daughter had been with me, she would have had fun. (But, I think she had more fun today at Cedar Point with Papa!)
I feel one of those weird headaches coming on. The ones where it hangs around the edges of notice, causing the occasional eye twitch. I think it is my sinuses. Anyway, I think I am gonna see about starting to have “tarot parties” where I give readings for 5-10 bucks a pop. If I had charged today, say 5 each, I would have had at least 30 – 40 bucks. I normally don’t charge. It’s a thought. At least until I can get into a job. I forgot to call the agency about that factory job….maybe tomorrow….I need a car…I feel pretty today…I don’t know why…I just do…
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