One of the biggest things that I have discovered through this entire onslaught is that my body and mind do not talk. And right now my brain is extremely pissed off because my body insists on using all of its energy to do silly things like heal up internal rearrangement and continue to heal what seems like an endless amount of surgical sites. My torso looks like I lost a fight with a paintball machine and the scar sites still itch and are painful at times.

And my brain is angry about that because there is shit I want to do in my body is unwilling to do those things.

Life still goes on and I am nearly at the point of being able to move into the new cottage. What I really need to do is purchase a couch because I did not bring my old couches with me. They were rather old and had seen better days so it did not make much sense to move them across country to fit into a space that might be too small for them.

All that being said what I really want to do is buy a purple or orange couch. I have no idea why I am overcome with this desire but apparently that is something that is a requirement. More than likely it is because it allows me to exert some kind of control over my life in a moment when I feel like life is happening to me rather than me guiding it.

I have a lot of those moments. And I am also mature and understand that there will be instances when my stubbornness and contrariness invoke an unwavering desire for something stupid.

So we shall see what kind of purple couch I am able to find. I do have several on my watchlist but mostly I’m looking for something that will be comfortable and I can clean Cat hair off of easily.

So if you have a desire, tell me about the one thing in your house you looked at and said that needs to come home with me. You know a cat or dog doesn’t count because who doesn’t want to fill their house with animals?

Okay, I love Hawai’i Pickle Lady and today she’s got a process for mango ice cream which I can also see being able to use other fruits (and even ube). I seriously want to try this.

Mostly life right now is sort of in an odd pattern and I am getting back up on the horse trying to write quality stuff but I swear to God sometimes my brain works harder to distract me away from what I need to do instead of focusing on the task at hand.

There is a part of my brain that seems to be stuck in receive instead of send which is understandable but very annoying. I probably need a very good plate of sushi and copious amounts of coffee to jumpstart the thinking process. My cats have been more than happy to inform me that one of my primary duties is for belly rubs and food so it is not like I don’t have a function.

I also haven’t found a new series to read which is kind of disappointing because I do like to wind down at night before I go to bed and one of the things I like to do is read a detective book but I seem to have burned through a bunch of series and haven’t found anything new to add into the mix.

While Florida is extremely hot it also has been fantastic for thunderstorms and for that I am very grateful. There is nothing like heavy rain and rolling thunder to low me to sleep and yes the doctors tell me that I need to rest but sometimes that is hard.

As you know the political climate in the US has changed significantly over the past few weeks and it does give me hope that we will turn a corner in society… For the best. Politics is after all a personality game for the most part even though the underlying current is one of who can wrest away the most power. The biggest question is what are they going to use the power for? For the benefit of the people they represent? Or for themselves?

If you are an American I please urge you to vote. We are at a point in our nation where we need to define who we are as a people and how we take care of one another.

Also be sure to hydrate. I’ve been really bad about that in the past couple of days.

For those who wondered how to make the stew I referenced in the Dirty / Cole McGuiness series… here’s a recipe from Hawai’i’s Pickle Lady. Now I grew up spelling kim chee with the chee. All of the bottles of it sold in Hawai’i were spelled that way. Over time, the “English” spelling drifted over to chi and honestly, I have a hard time switching over. So… kim chee it is.

I would so eat here. Probably every day.

I had to DNF a book.

I did not do it lightly. I fought for this book. I went to nearly 80% in. I battled for the characters, searching for something to hold onto.

And I sadly could not do it.

I mourn the book I wanted it to be.

But I also know not every book is for everyone. And that’s okay. I didn’t return it for a refund. I’m not going to leave a bad review. It’s just not a book for my palate.

And that’s really okay. I still want the author to be successful. That’s key. I want them to write. Write all the books. Feed the people who love their worlds and characters. There are many many books out there and while not all of them are for me, quite a few are.

And I’ll celebrate their authors as well.

This has been an earworm for a few days… and I guess it’s my brain just rolling over itself.

Moving is happening. Today the Firebird is supposed to be picked up. Movers came two days early so that was a scramble to get stuff done. I am in serious need of sleep and probably food that is tasty.

I’m not melacholy about moving. Mostly I think because I’m tired and I’ve spent the past few years just in so much pain and sick that I need a reboot. We’ll see how it goes. I’m looking forward to long drives and thunderstorms.

The cats probably aren’t but there will be sunbeams and probably new birds to scream at.

The drag queen I grew up watching…and loved.

Geraldine paved the way for me to celebrate the glory that is a drag queen’s talent and expression. And I am very grateful for everyone who’s embraced that art form.

#dragqueen #pridemonth