If we were having coffee, we’d be settled on the big purple couch in our living room. You’ll have to excuse me if I keep sneaking looks toward my wee pile of reading. I’ve been doing a lot of reading recently, and I’m taking a big pause this weekend as we have a lot to do. But the books are calling. It’s been a difficult week, and the books are a good way to make an escape.
There’s been a lot of death this week. In my own way, I’ve said goodbye to David Bowie, Alan Rickman, C.D. Wright, Dan Haggerty, and Sampson, the beloved jaguar at the Hattiesburg Zoo, after hearing of their deaths this week. And gosh, what a list. What a sad week.
But not today. No sads today. Only celebration.
Though I can’t make it, I’ll be dancing along in spirit with those who attend the second line that Preservation Hall Jazz Band and Arcade Fire are heading up in honor of David Bowie. But today my mother-in-law is marrying her partner, and we’ll be spending the afternoon and evening with family and friends for the wedding and reception. Little Jedi is going to be the ring bearer for the ceremony, and it’ll be his first appearance in a wedding, so we’ll see how it all goes. Quite well, I’m sure.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’ve once again written, cleaned, and worked on costumes less than I’d intended to during the week, possibly owing to the sadness that has rather pervasive. I did manage to finish up the grant I was working on for the nonprofit, and I used Monday afternoon to do some volunteer work, but overall I have been dragging my feet about everything I’ve been supposed to do.
This week, though, I’m going to work on that. Slowly, but surely. I’m going to get the cleaning done, and then I’m going to get to the cleaning and the costuming. And all the other stuff.
For now, I’m going to visit your coffee posts, while I still have a few moments, and then I’m off to a wedding.