The Alarm Cat insisted i come out of a deep sleep / i was sleeping on my back so he sat on my chest / he is a big old heavy cat / i was in a war zone and glad to be up to my simple life where i started the day with my new home page / Daily Dose of Imagery on the marshmallow machine and Catherine Jamieson on the powerbook / i learned yesterday on Daily Dose not to read the comments / picky picky
what a big difference from seeing first CNN (corrupted nauseating negativity)
i went to a new site on the Bookmark Bar - David Rees of Get Your War On - there is more to his page than the clipart comic
This is definitely a New Start / New Moon tomorrow
Next it is coffee by the heater (gasfire behind glass) where the heater keeps my coffee warm while i put the drops in my eyes (three kinds of drops four times a day)
My new coffee mug was made to raise money for the local humane society by a local potter / it is shapely blue green with a picture of a dog and a cat / natch / Humane Society of the Moab Valley / i got it when i went to Arches Book Store to get one of their oversized mugs for the son-out-law
The Arches Book Store mug sez : "Oh, DONT GO IN THERE, THATS A BOOKSTORE!" (overheard Father to Son, Spring Break Moab 2003)
This is an excellent big mug for soup or tea when you want to make a double with two bags.
These mugs have superceded former mugs
In my life A Mug or Cup is a memorial or a trophy
For example / the Ocean City Mug is from the first trip i made after the Beloved Murphy died / i made a nostalgic trip to Ocean City, Maryland where i had not been since childhood visits and college/sorority blow outs
A majorly symbolic trip for not only was Murphy, the loyal ally and traveling companion, not there i had to drive All By Myself over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge which had replaced the old ferry boats / it is a long suspension bridge / about three miles over open bay / sometimes i have bridge fear and get the whim whams / i know there are people that will drive you over but i make myself guts it out / the Ocean City cup memorializes this adventure / because Murphy was not waiting for me outside or in the truck i was able to look at every damn cup in the store until i chose the one i wanted
I used that cup until this past year when i bought a hand made cup from a potter who had gone from acquaintance to friend / now i like her cup a lot / it is smaller and has a delicate handle / it is not "thrown" / she wraps clay around rocks and stuff like that to make wonderful shapes
i switched to the Humane Society mug because it is a jot larger / it will hold all of the contents of the One Cup (Italian sizing, not Starbucks) Bialetti espresso maker / and one cup of hot milk
If i make another small pot of coffee in the afternoon i use JoAnne's smaller cup
The book store mug is for cream of tomato (i still use campbells made with milk) soup and a handful of homemade croutons
i clicked Next Blog after Blog for America and got a complex page of graphics, a photo of a tomato plunging into water, and fancy little windows / dont ask the name / much of it was hard to read white font on black and Oh, before that one, something plainer but still not as plain as Skaterina
gosh, Skaterina is really spare in her simplicity / no About Me / no pix / no links / no lists of former entries / hmmmm / oh well
if Skaterina had to learn how to do all that she wouldnt have time for anything else
like experimenting with glass and making something w/o telling her mentor first
like setting up the keyboard and connecting it to garage band
like making fruit jellies
like taking walks again
like making spinach pillows with the newly made ricotta and EGG ROLL WRAPPERS
(will my italian sensibilitease and vivid memories of freshly made spinach pillows from the pasta makers down the street in Rome be able to transcend the egg roll wrapper ?)
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