In which my plans are quite suddenly changed.
Saturday night my entire band had a long practice. After, Curtis and I went out and Becca showed up. We met a wine writer from Seattle and hung out with her all night, even dragged her to after hours for a bit. I got drunk. Around three in the morning, Curtis and I finished up the curry and rice I had stashed in the fridge and he crashed in the front bedroom.
Sunday, the weather was GLORIOUS! Clear and breezy, and had to be at least seventy degrees out! We went to brunch at 26 brix (and let me tell you, the bloody mary was awesome) and then wandered aimlessly around town until Curtis had to go record with RB. We even stopped at the miniature airport and watched the enthusiasts fly their little planes around for awhile.
Monday, I did – among other tedious but necessary online things – my taxes. I’m getting a refund! (I was so poor last year that I actually qualified for EIC. Go me.) Apparently I’ll be getting $300 for my rebate, too, which is exiting because I’ll TOTALLY need it to see Amma this summer.
I was going to try to see Her in New York in July, but not only has the ticket for the dates I wanted doubled in price in the past 6 days, but it turns out that one of the other techs at work has already gotten those dates off for vacation – so there’s no way I’ll get them off, too.
Now I’m scrambling madly to get organized to see Mother in Seattle, since people are taking vacation days during all the other tour stops I’d like to go to (not only New York, but Fairfield and Chicago too). The Seattle programs are complex because there’s a day of public programs followed by a two-day retreat and then a public Devi Bhava. If I’m going at all, I either register for the retreat or I only see Mother for one day. Since it costs just about $200 to fly to Seattle I’d rather go for more than a single day… so now I need to sign up for a retreat with no on-site housing in a town where I know no Amma devotees. Gah!
(You know, I should have known this would happen. I contacted the Seattle satsang by email and am doing seva remotely – placing notices on various online boards about Mother’s visit – but of course it’s going to work out that I have to go meet the Seattle satsang properly, and probably work like crazy at the programs and the retreat too.)
In other news, Bindu’s going to the vet for blood work tomorrow. She’s gotten fat since we’ve been here (because grandmas are indulgent and feed dogs table scraps, and give them milk and lunch meat every single night before bed) and now she drinks and pees so much that I’m worried about diabetes. She’s exhibiting some other behavioral changes too, which is why I’m actually worried: she can’t walk the 12 blocks to work with me on Saturdays without a rest at the halfway point, and she seems sleepy and cuddly more than tired or overheated.
Send the good blue dog your non-diabetic thoughts, if you would, and I’ll let you know what we learn when the results come back.
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IF you need a place to stay in Seattle I can give you Ann’s #. She is on Bainbridge Island. Floyd is out there right know. He will be home on Sunday. I thought about coming for Amma and hanging out for awhile but I think that is to short of notice. I don’t know.
Oh, you totally should come! I’d love to see you at Amma, and you need to check Seattle out anyway. There’s a retreat and everything! -m
thinking good Bindu thoughts
Ugh, pet health issues are the worst. Worse than one’s own, I think.
I’m bravely just not fucking thinking about it. -m
Oh – and check out Seattle Super Saver for cheap rooms, we always get good deals through them.
Thanks! (The retreat’s actually in Puyallup, and they have blocks at the local hotels and motels for retreatants.) -m
Hi Mush. Thanks for the enlightenment on glassware. And for finding enjoyment in my photo captions. And for following vuboq to my bloggy-woo. He’s, like, totally the best promoter. And I didn’t even have to ask!
You live in Walla Walla! I went to Walla Walla once. For my friend’s wedding. She’s one of those Seventh Day Walla Walla-ians. We snuck wine into her wedding reception for her. In sparkling cider bottles. There was no dancing to be had at her wedding. What kind of wedding is that? After the wedding we tried to find something fun to do. So we went to the brew pub place. Because brew pub places are usually fun in Ancwhoreage. Not to mention the craft beer. But we were the only ones there. For last call. At 10 pm. Turns out we should have gone to the bowling alley? Or the bar next to the Walgreens?
Ohkay well now you know my life story. Nice to meet you!
You’ve BEEN HERE?!?! Wow, blown. Nice to meet you, too! -m
(thanks for changing one to own, you have no idea how much that was bugging me, except you probably do :p)
I so do. 😉 -m
Healthy Blue Dog Vibes! I hope Bindu’s just caught up in the joys of a leisurely life, and nothing more serious than that.
You know, I own a house about 20 minutes from Puyallup. If you don’t mind accepting the combined schedule of two younglings and two nerds that don’t get enough sleep, you’d be welcome to crash on our sofa. Free coffee and everything. Or tea. Or homebrew. Or all of the above.
Are you fucking kidding me?!?!? W00t! I may take you up on it. Especially the coffee! At the very least I wanna meet you IRL. -m
Totally not kidding – but yes, at the very least we must go out for a beer or seven. 8)
SevenTEEN! -m
Mush:
It’s been over 20 years since we’ve seen each other, but I do live in Puyallup, just a few miles from the fairgrounds where the retreat is being held. I have an extra bedroom that you are more than welcome to. Just let me know.
L
Lisa? Which Lisa? Lisa from highschool Lisa?! -m