1. Cobweb has taken to peeing in various inappropriate places, usually when Shannon or I are well within watching distance. I'm not sure what's going on with her -- we have some things we're going to try before calling the vet -- but it's stirring up some sadness for me, because it was exactly this kind of behavior that led my mom to put our cat Nigelle (my cat from high school) to sleep a few years after I had moved out of the house.
2. The tailor I usually go to for minor alterations to our clothes was on vacation for the entire month of February, as well as part of January and part of March. As a result, I have been waiting several weeks to take him a pair of jeans to be hemmed. Today I went to his shop ... and there was a hand-written sign on the door, saying that he had left early for the day. LE SIGH.
3. My current pharmacy (CVS) has been putting my prescriptions on some kind of autopay, without me ever requesting it that I know of, and so they refill things without asking me in advance or letting me know when they're ready. Today Shannon and I stood in line to pick up a prescription for him, and later in the evening I tried to order refills on my own Rx's ... only to be told that they had been refilled on March 10 and were sitting there waiting for me. I don't even understand how they could have been refilled that soon, since my insurance won't normally cover them until right before I run out. But, in any case, I now will have to wait in the obnoxious line and deal with the CVS pharmacy people an unnecessarily additional time.
I'm dealing with the (extremely minor) frustration by self-medicating with lots of ogling of beautiful handmade stuff on Etsy, such as:
- this "painted Czech glass beaded triple wrap bracelet"," which has a sort of grungey, primitive feel to it that I can't stop staring at
- these wacky cork board pins made out of bingo game pieces and old buttons
- this crazy crazy crazy wonderful wonderful wonderful necklace made out of photographic film and dolls' eyes -- I can't imagine ever going anywhere that would make it appropriate to wear this necklace, but I do think it's perhaps the coolest piece of jewelry I've ever seen. Too weird!
- this "Bohemian beaded wrap bracelet," which can alternatively be worn as a necklace, and which makes me think of fishermen and mermaids
- this totally crazy "green apple beads barrette," which would have the major problem that it would be worn on the back of my head if I were to buy it, and so I wouldn't get to enjoy its craziness all day long, and probably wouldn't see the odd facial reactions of the people behind me who did see it
- this fascinating, gorgeous ring that's textured to look like tree bark
- this necklace pendant made out of an old typewriter comma key, because I'm a huge serial comma fan, and how cool would it be to wear an old typewriter key as jewelry?
- all the funky "Ninja" pants made by this woman in Thailand
- turtle fudge -- did you know you could buy fudge on Etsy? I didn't. Now we both do. No need to go on vacation anymore -- I find it's usually only the touristy spots that have fudge shops.
- pretty much everything this metalworker does
Go! Check out Etsy! Find some beautiful things! It's my latest addiction. Could be worse.
Did I mention I'm thinking of getting my ears pierced? I had them pierced when I was younger, but I didn't wear earrings for so many years that the holes (I had two in each earlobe) have all completely closed up, leaving only bumpy little scars. Now I'm contemplating the possibility of earrings in my future. In fact, I've been contemplating this potential future for some months now. I predict that some Saturday, when I'm hanging out with Lisa -- who is the girliest of my friends and therefore the most earring-related -- I'll just spontaneously grab her and make her keep me company while someone pokes a needle into my ears for the sake of decoration. We'll have to Google where the respectable middle-aged woman gets her ears pierced, though, because I have no idea. When I was 6 and 13 (the two times I got my ears pierced), the answer was obvious: the mall. Not really an option in Berkeley. But I'm not sure I'm comfortable going to a hardcore tattoo/piercing place, either. Hmm. Well, when that spontaneous moment comes, Lisa and I will ask Google for some advice.