Saturday, February 16, 2019

the tea report

looking out at the rain (note hanging tea cups above)

looking in at yet more tea type details 

Last Wednesday the book club met at Lovejoy's, a tea shoppe near my
home. All six of us attended, which is rare. I'm not a fan of tea spots but this
one has improved since my last visit a few years ago. Now they even serve
coffee, but I forced myself to stay with tea and I must say that the scones
were the best I've ever had. We had a good discussion about the Scottish
memoir and Connie selected next month's book. I'm on it already.

Friday, February 15, 2019

the pond in the rain



The Monet exhibit officially opens tomorrow, but Marsha and I reserved
for the preview and it was all quite wonderful and one never tires of
this artist in his later years in his garden. (Monet hired someone to dust off
his water lilies everyday.) Then I spent some happy hours walking in
Golden Gate Park ~ the rain can be tiresome, but everything is so lush
and green and clean. A really fine day for this blogger who is learning
how to be a single woman. Ups and downs, but marriage was like that too...

Thursday, February 14, 2019

there was love, lots of love


I've been cleaning out my office as well as Bill's. Tossing important old
mortgage and insurance papers and keeping all these notes. Bill never
bought a greeting card but I would find the love note and often a cassette
tape on the kitchen table for Valentine's Day and other holidays. I'm so
glad I saved all of these but just seeing his really bad handwriting and
"art" still hurts a lot. Now I will practice gratitude as I get ready for
my day. I wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day and please know that
I am fine, getting stronger.

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

more Kleenex, please


I came home from grief group last night and watched Beautiful
Boy which is a true, sad story about a very special young man
with a horrible drug problem. Fabulous acting and highly
recommended, but rough/rough/rough. Netflix rocks...

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

faraway friends

Linda and Tom are permanently in Albuquerque and loving it

Carlini is in Philadelphia for three months and not quite loving it


Monday, February 11, 2019

making us proud


Now it begins. Our new Governor Newsom is going to do battle with
Trump by pulling most of the National Guard from the Mexican border
to save them for "real threats" and I applaud this. He used to be our
customer at the Big Box Borders store when he was our Mayor and
he was always so very pleasant and respectful to all of us. You go, Guv!

Sunday, February 10, 2019

writing workshops rock


Five students and one excellent teacher named Steve who was just rejected
by the New Yorker for a short story he wrote. But he is a real writer and
it just felt so good to be back with a group of writers in this small, warm
space as the rain came pounding down right outside. The all-day class:
Write What You Don't Know: A Fiction Workshop to Stretch your
Imagination. Yes on parking and yes on stretching ~ all in all a very
fine time was had by all. More, please...

Saturday, February 09, 2019

back to school day


It's been a few years. Too long. I need a push so I'm taking an all day
writing class and I am happy about this. I'm packing a lunch, filled my
Thermos with coffee and will climb into my best jeans for school. Bill is
smiling down on me for this today, that much I know and he will help
me find free parking around Balboa and 22nd Streets.

Friday, February 08, 2019

DNA doesn't lie


For many years the Blogmaid has wanted to discover who my birth
parents were. Yesterday I finally gave her permission to start
digging and I gave myself a month or a year to get used to this
idea. Unlike many adoptees I have never been consumed with
curiosity about my lineage, although I do think every person needs
their health history. Anyway, in about three hours the Blogmaid
wrote that I have two "close cousins" who are probably half sisters.
I wrote one of them this morning through Ancestry.com. Oh, hello.
Stay tuned...

Thursday, February 07, 2019

Edward Albee's Seascape



Two humans, two human-sized lizards. Thanks to a gift certificate from
Dancing Jen (grateful) I took myself to see "Seascape" yesterday at ACT.
I loved this play about a couple newly retired. They were bickering on
a beach when a lizard couple pays them a visit. Albee said that there are
really only two things to write about: life and death. Once again he finds
a way to show the joy, pain and absurdity of our world.

Wednesday, February 06, 2019

women in white


This woman, Speaker Pelosi, makes me especially proud this morning
as she sarcastically gives a clap-back to the Orange Monster during
the State of the Union address which I missed on purpose. I loved
that so many of the women wore white to honor the suffragettes who
fought for our right to vote.

Tuesday, February 05, 2019

my next project


This is not my kitchen. Not our kitchen. I/we need a new countertop and
I have been poking around online. Soon I will measure the counters and
head to Home Depot with a 15% discount that they snail-mailed me. I
asked Chef Sarah and step Nancy and jotted down their ideas and thoughts.
Nancy and I reminisced about when we had the kitchen painted white
and we both tried to convince Bill to get a new countertop then. He could
be stubborn and he said, "No." So ~ many choices now: marble, granite,
quartz and about fifty strange combination names that sound sleek or
cozy or just plain weird.

Monday, February 04, 2019

born and raised in SF Chinatown

Playwright Lauren Yee knows and appreciates her upbringing in our
Chinatown. Her father is head of the Yee Fung Hoy Family Association
and she writes about him and their relationship with deep love and
lots of wonderful irony. It's a glorious play full of all kinds of twists
and turns ~ music and dancing too. Neti was my date and we had a
good time yesterday, missing the Super Bowl. (Blogmaid said the
football spectacular was like watching Ambien. Ha ha.) I would
urge everyone to go to the SF Playhouse to see King of the Yees
and I'm so glad we spent a long afternoon there instead of in front
of the TV. 


Sunday, February 03, 2019

a poem for the weather

This has been the rainiest winter in years and years. Of course we need
it and I'm so lucky to be able to stay in most of the time and not worry
about going to work or the hospital or even school in this mess. I do 
like this rain poem:

Rain

I love all films that start with rain:
rain, braiding a windowpane
or darkening a hung-out dress
or streaming down her upturned face;
one long thundering downpour
right through the empty script and score
before the act, before the blame,
before the lens pulls through the frame
to where the woman sits alone
beside a silent telephone
or the dress lies ruined on the grass
or the girl walks off the overpass,
and all things flow out from that source
along their fatal watercourse.
However bad or overlong
such a film can do no wrong,
so when his native twang shows through
or when the boom dips into view
or when her speech starts to betray
its adaptation from the play,
I think to when we opened cold
on a rain-dark gutter, running gold
with the neon of a drugstore sign,
and I’d read into its blazing line:
forget the ink, the milk, the blood—
all was washed clean with the flood
we rose up from the falling waters
the fallen rain’s own sons and daughters
and none of this, none of this matters.

    Saturday, February 02, 2019

    for the book club


    This is one of Gini's favorite books and her choice for our February
    meeting. A Childhood in Scotland by Christian Miller, written in
    1980, the author born in 1920. I'm just starting it now on this rainy
    morning. It isn't available on e-books so I'm feeling a bit old fashioned
    and of course my eyesight is less than perfect with the tiny type.
    Perhaps this is why god, in her infinite wisdom, gave us magnifying
    tools. But I miss my LindaKindle #4.

    Friday, February 01, 2019

    back to San Leandro

    San Leandro BART station

    Well, you can see from this photo that it was a grey yesterday. This lovely
    statue looks better with a bright blue sky background.  I had a long and
    terrific lunch with Meriel, Barbara and Julia at Paradiso in San Leandro
    and didn't get back home until almost 5pm. Whoosh. For dinner I had a
    cup of tea and some Whoppers.