Last year and two years ago.
How time does fly.
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Had a spontaneous meetup with rockstarAmanda Palmer this afternoon (at an intimate local venue after she twittered an invitation)…
The whole experience echoed my previous experience with Amanda, but this was far more relaxed and unscripted. We stood at her feet as she played and sang, we all sat around and chatted on some couches during and after her interview with the “After Ellen” show (the episode will air in 2 weeks, we were told).
In all, it was a successful social media experience. A rockstar throws out the invitation for a meetup and John & I decided it was worth the adventure so we went.
I had her sign my prosthetic foot, so she’s officially the first artist to take up the call to decorate my leg. She hardly batted an eye when I suggested that she sign my foot and everyone around us thought it an uber-cool idea. The picture didn’t turn out so well, but that’s what happens with spontaneity, I suppose.
🙂
PS: Amanda hugged everyone afterwards as if she were our best friend. I was a bit surprised by the familiarity at first and then just enjoyed it. It must be quite a skill to be able to treat your fans as if each one was someone that you care deeply about. Undoubtedly that is her gift–when she sings it’s as if it is just you and her, and that carries through in her post-performance affability.
UPDATE: John’s pic of my foot is so much better than my feeble effort…
spinning
A wise friend (yes, I’m talking about you Susan) once reminded me that when things get challenging, it’s important to remember that such times result in greater personal growth. Life’s lessons don’t come without some difficulty and sacrifice.
Today I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed by all that I have to do. I’ve got this nervous energy spinning in the pit of my belly telling me that I might not be able to keep all of the balls up in the air this time. I might drop a few. I might even fail.
PS: pic above is of my labyrinth skirt. I love wearing it because it reminds me that so much of life is liking walking the circle. Round and round. Trying to make sense of it all.
sporty
Because unipeds can be athletes, too (even those of us who suspected our sporty days were long past). Just sayin’
🙂
Pic by John
canoeing
Sitting in seat 4 in this picture as we’re bringing the boat into shore, just an hour or so after the first time I steered the boat on the open ocean. The swells were gentle and it was far easier than I thought it would be (a bit of irony in the picture: see my crutches lying in the blue boat cover to the left of the pic?)
It’s actually a bit tough sometimes to paddle one-legged, simply because I can’t push with my right leg to get the trunk twist when I paddle on the left. But I’m holding my own and there’s something pretty exciting about doing a sport where what’s above the waist means more than what’s below.
🙂
Pic by John, my own personal paparazzi
a good deal
I have travelled a good deal in Concord.
– Henry David Thoreau
– Henry David Thoreau
I’m realizing today how much I love travel, how enticing it is now that airfares are low. To just go. To walk away from the familiar again. For awhile. (Boston & environs, you are calling my name)
Pic taken just after touring the Alcott’s home in Concord with Sara and Sandra
It’s a rare thing to meet a kindred spirit, much less one whose body is so akin to my own and who knows the terrain of cancer even better than I.
Sara, when I think of you I remember our adventure-filled days together, your amazing baked goods, your love for all things cat (especially that wily Sam-kitty), your persistence at living by your conscience, your cozy book-filled home with its crazy slope-y wooden floors and our sharing a rich dark brew while gazing out over your garden. And of course, paddling together down the Concord river last fall when the leaves were turning and the sun was so bright that it made my eyes water…just as they are now, upon learning of your death.
You were beautiful and good and real. Thank you for sharing your self with me.
Picture of Sara and me on the banks of Walden Pond, Fall 2007
Walt Whitman is my trump card…
| PS: pictures to come soon, I promise!!
PPS: We found a most colorful way to send Brooke on her way to CT wrapped in the snaky love of sisterhood, several sistahs learned how to crochet by the power of inspiration, and we spent time a-plenty musing on p-words. Oh, and we had us a bit of R&R along the way. 🙂 PPS: It’s so lovely to be home once again and to feel the safe arms of my beloved. |
time to celebrate?
I’ve been thinking, that maybe I need to have a wee bit of a party here in a couple of weeks. To mark the anniversary of this event, and to celebrate health.
This morning as I read through my entries from last April, my heart was pounding hard in my chest. Watching the events unfold day-by-day that led to my 6-month struggle to fight the infection in my leg (see here, here, and here)…was tough reading.
And I am not taking even one day of health for granted now. Life is so delicious.