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Oct. 15th, 2002 09:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinToday my daughter is having a minor procedure done at the clinic. And i won't be there with her. i've always been with her when she's been in the hospital. i suppose i can rationalize that she is not in the hospital, but rather the clinic. Also that she is no longer my baby girl. She's my grown daughter with a loving and caring man to be there for her. Being a parent is hard. Even when they are grown.
More shooting at military, but this time the marines felt no threat so they did not fire back. It seems another world. i drive to work, do my job, drive home, life as i know it continues. Then Master buys a paper and the places i read about i've been to, or live near, or have seen. The realization that i am reading about my neighborhood as opposed to my sister's neighborhood is a jolt to the senses.
The mornings are noticeably cooler. i don't need a sweater but i also don't need a shower when Max and i get back from our morning constitutional. i do believe he enjoys them. i'm also beginning to think i don't ride fast enough to suit him. He pooches around and lets me get about a half or full block ahead of him and then he comes tearing down the road after me. He is no longer a threat to the regulars who are out at that time of the day. Even the cats don't run from him any more. There is one kitten, however, who must like to do the halloween kitty cat dance. Whenever we pass her, i'm not sure it is female but she reminds me of one, she fluffs all out, arches her back and does the toenail tap dance sideways down the street. Max just looks at her, then at me as if to say, what the heck?
We've found an iranian bakery on our rides. Three mornings now i've seen them baking the oven wall bread. i am going to try to remember to take some money along and bring some fresh out of the oven home tomorrow for breakfast. My mouth is watering as i write.
i got an offer for a television series in Taiwan today. i really don't think it is possible. My schedule and Chiou-lan's are not compatible. We don't get the same semester breaks. Although, now that she is in Taipei, perhaps that wouldn't be so important. i'll have to talk to Master about it some more. And Chiou-lan. Maybe we can take our winter holiday in Taipei, not an appetizing thought, and i can earn some money to pay for it at the same time. i did say, though, i never wanted to be in front of the camera again. Maybe i won't talk to Master about it. No, i won't. i've decided. i have told Him about the offer, but nothing more has been said. i'll let the matter drop. If He picks it up again, we shall have to see where it goes. But i'm not going to mention it again.
i've opened my mouth and asked if we are going to be doing christmas dinner again. Master likes the idea. That means the tree has to go up, and i have to have a ton of people in my home. The way the situation is at work, i really don't want to be with my colleagues in any other than a professional setting, but it has become sort of a tradition. P and A do Turkey day, Master and i do the other. i really do believe i should have been a hermit. Or a cloistered nun.
i'm tired and it's a good thing because it's time for bed.
More shooting at military, but this time the marines felt no threat so they did not fire back. It seems another world. i drive to work, do my job, drive home, life as i know it continues. Then Master buys a paper and the places i read about i've been to, or live near, or have seen. The realization that i am reading about my neighborhood as opposed to my sister's neighborhood is a jolt to the senses.
The mornings are noticeably cooler. i don't need a sweater but i also don't need a shower when Max and i get back from our morning constitutional. i do believe he enjoys them. i'm also beginning to think i don't ride fast enough to suit him. He pooches around and lets me get about a half or full block ahead of him and then he comes tearing down the road after me. He is no longer a threat to the regulars who are out at that time of the day. Even the cats don't run from him any more. There is one kitten, however, who must like to do the halloween kitty cat dance. Whenever we pass her, i'm not sure it is female but she reminds me of one, she fluffs all out, arches her back and does the toenail tap dance sideways down the street. Max just looks at her, then at me as if to say, what the heck?
We've found an iranian bakery on our rides. Three mornings now i've seen them baking the oven wall bread. i am going to try to remember to take some money along and bring some fresh out of the oven home tomorrow for breakfast. My mouth is watering as i write.
i got an offer for a television series in Taiwan today. i really don't think it is possible. My schedule and Chiou-lan's are not compatible. We don't get the same semester breaks. Although, now that she is in Taipei, perhaps that wouldn't be so important. i'll have to talk to Master about it some more. And Chiou-lan. Maybe we can take our winter holiday in Taipei, not an appetizing thought, and i can earn some money to pay for it at the same time. i did say, though, i never wanted to be in front of the camera again. Maybe i won't talk to Master about it. No, i won't. i've decided. i have told Him about the offer, but nothing more has been said. i'll let the matter drop. If He picks it up again, we shall have to see where it goes. But i'm not going to mention it again.
i've opened my mouth and asked if we are going to be doing christmas dinner again. Master likes the idea. That means the tree has to go up, and i have to have a ton of people in my home. The way the situation is at work, i really don't want to be with my colleagues in any other than a professional setting, but it has become sort of a tradition. P and A do Turkey day, Master and i do the other. i really do believe i should have been a hermit. Or a cloistered nun.
i'm tired and it's a good thing because it's time for bed.
