Saturday, Apr. 24, 2004
It's the weekend and I am going to bed shortly - and much later this morning, I'm taking a glorious whole day off. I'm going to spend the day with my baby sister, with plans to assemble a storage shed in her back yard.
Sounds like a female bonding project to me, if ever there was one!
Sis lives a little over an hour's drive away, heading through the desert. It's been gorgeous the past few days - of course in the Phoenix area it will be warmer, but hopefully not too bad, particularly if I get there before too late in the morning. I just hope we're not going to trim the trees, too - not sure I have that much ambition!
Not that you'd ever have gotten the idea, but my sister and I are not exactly typical females. We go shopping for tools, and drool over the super-industrial heavy-duty electrically-wired shop table with built-in router, saw, and soda fountain. We love going fishing and don't mind baiting the hook. We love mindless juvenile comedy movies with little or no plot and jokes as old as dirt. We are the breadwinners of our respective families. And our idea of fun is to build something on a Saturday morning.
That's not to say we're completely without feminine vices. Little Sis and I will work on the shed in the morning, then either go shopping for girly clothes or rent a chick flick and go out to a cutesy restaurant, hit the outlet malls and bemoan the fact that we can't afford this and that. We will catch up on all of the family gossip and ask each other when we're going to do something to change the worst aspects of our lives - in my case, it's vocational - in her case, it's marital.
Later in the day we're due at one of the local pizza places for my granddaughter's first birthday. The baby will not have much idea what the hoopla is about, but she'll have fun and I hopefully will have pictures to post, just to prove to myself and everyone else that it IS possible to take a day off!
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )