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Saturday, August 6, 2022

On a Downswing

A bitmoji cartoon of me, a chubby,
fair-skinned, green-eyed, brunette-
with-grey woman in a pale-blue
top, with a green depression
support ribbon on the chest.
We all - anyone who has known me for more than a couple of weeks - know why this is. (TL:DR, coming up on the sixth anniversary of my husband's death)

It's things like this that prove you can't just positive-think (or yoga or sunlight or crystal or meditate or special-tea or wiggle your toes in hot pink Himalayan sea salt harvested by virgins on the full moon or or or...) your way out of depression. Not all the way, anyhow. 

If I could, I would. 

And goodness knows I have tried.

Don't worry; I'm okay. I'm not having self-(or other)-harming thoughts or anything like that. 

Just feeling down.

Part of this is the obvious thing up there, a bit of it is the weather, this horrible allergy season, money, the folks I see already gearing up to make this school year harder than it needs to be, the state of the world, assorted plagues, the usual suspects, blah blah blah.

I'll get over it.

But in the meantime, I'm gonna pout. And write utter fluff posts rather than anything serious.

Thursday, August 4, 2022

It's Been Awhile

No particular reason.

All of my usual day-to-day has been Too Much - I'm even behind on reading and games.

This just doesn't happen.

Not often.

I feel fine except for the constant onslaught of allergens this year, and the weather getting back to high-of-70-and-slightly-damp is helping that a lot. Highs in the 90s (for several days running. In western Washington) with the extra-bad-allergy-season are no fun at all.

I mean, I also have the entire score of Mamma Mia! in my head.

On that note (hah! that note. For songs, hee hee...), there's one weekend left of Studio East's production of Mamma Mia! at the Kirkland Performance Center (KPC). 

On Kirkland Avenue. 

In Kirkland Washington. 

That just tickles me. I should live there.

Oh. My kid is in both casts, as a Featured Dancer and Backup Singer. People keep asking. 

Masks not required but strongly encouraged.