Sunday, December 03, 2006

Dreamed I Was an Eskimo, Frozen Wind Began to Blow

Here is a picture of that closed down diner/campground I took on Labor Day in Cedar County.

After a weekend of lying around watching movies and sleeping and watching more movies, I finally feel like I've turned the corner on my illness. I think I may have even gone an entire hour without coughing.

I'm sure my girls look at my recovery as both a blessing and a curse. Now that I'm better, I can start driving them around to all the places they want to go, but I also remember to get on them about doing their chores. Stinky in particular, had to clean the crap out of her room. She spent hours in there today and when she was done, she had not only cleaned her room but totally rearranged it. Then she decided to decorate for the holidays. She got into my box of Christmas decorations and put up every strand of lights she could find all over her shelves and window sills. It seriously looks like Las Vegas in there right now. I'm afraid I'm going to have a seizure when I go to tuck her in tonight.

Speaking of the holidays, I know what both of the girls are getting me for Christmas. I always insist that they make my gift and since they both need my help, it's impossible to keep their gifts a secret from me. Stinky has a canvas all picked out, she's collecting reprints of all the old black and white photos I took of the girls over the years to make a collage and she's going to use the different colored ink I have to wash color over them. I'm excited to see how it turns out. Coadster is doing a similar project - she's making a DVD of herself reading some of her favorite poets and some of my favorite poets, with old photos and music in the background. I'm curious to see what kind of music she chooses. This week she's been listening to a lot of Sly and the Family Stone, so that could actually be kind of cool.

Promise you won't slap me, but I've been kind of wishing for a snowstorm. A big one. The kind that comes down in huge flakes and makes perfect snowballs. I want it to take over and slow everything down and insulate the cold hard concrete so the whole world seems like a Hollywood soundstage and you can hear your voice echo off the walls of all the buildings. Is that so wrong?

5 comments:

Neil said...

Being in New York for another two weeks, I'm hoping for a big snow before I go back to California.

And I'm glad you're feeling better.

Anonymous said...

Its nice to know you have already gone through the worse of your illness and you are set for recovery...have a nice get well soon party!!!!

Remiman said...

Churlita,
Long haul girl...glad you're over the worst of it.
Sounds like nice gifts are coming your way. Those are great ideas.
Those are my favorite snowstorms. I like them best on Christmas eve. Anytime between November and March is ok though.
rel

Anonymous said...

The girl-made Christmas gifts sound really cool. Do ya'll do that every year?

Churlita said...

Neil,

Thanks. Hopefully, that snow won't come when you're getting ready to fly out.

Major E Flat,

Thanks. It's so nice not to feel like crap.

Rel,

Thanks. I'm not so fond of the May snowstorms myself. I can't wait to see how the girls' projects turn out.

Margaret,

Yes, we try to. Last year I got some self-portraits that I still need to get framed, but they have made me books and paper and clay masks in the past. I love all of it.