2003-01-17 - 1:07 p.m.

It began with me getting ready for work, hanging out with my lovely husband, eating breakfast, dressing nicely, etc. Then, I opened up the blinds to let the light fall down on my aquarium full of dirt and sprouts, and

WOW! It was snowing.

Michael said, No bueno. Muy malo!

I disagreed, and to prove it, jumped around in the parking lot in my nice clothes and Ernie slippers. I ran up and down our driveway, waving at cars driving by, squealing like a child, happy as can be.

I went back inside and jumped up and down.

I went back outside and jumped up and down.

I went back inside and jumped up and down.

I went back outside and jumped up and down.

I went back inside and jumped up and down.

Then I offered to follow Michael to Autozone so they could test his battery and see if that was indeed the reason his car has been having trouble starting.

We had a few extra hours now, since I didn't have to leave afterall (REACH is an afterschool program, so no school means no REACH). We cuddled under blankets. I opened the blinds to make it perfect.

and it was.

I couldn't stop thinking, and then said out loud, This is the real reason people get married- so they can cuddle in bed under warm blankets while it's snowing outside. I've waited my whole life for that perfect moment. It was worth it.

Then, well, that's none of your business.

So I followed Michael to Autozone, but they couldn't really do anything, and then I followed him to work, just in case.

I drove home and happily watched the world shutting down around me so that people could go outside and play.

I wrote and drank coffee all day. Then I went to three ten to get a pipe. My friend Melissa gave me some smoke, an herbal mixture she made, but I didn't have any way to smoke it. I resisted Michael's idea of using a coke can, because we have a no smoking rule in our apartment, and I didn't want to stand outside smoking herbs out of a coke can.

Call me crazy.

The guy there insisted on giving me smoking lessons after I picked out my pipe. He hooked me up with some Country Gentlemen blend tobacco, and we sat down for my lessons. A couple of customers came in during the hour I wound up being there. They (all middle aged white guys) seemed happy to see a young woman in the store. They gave me pointers as well. The owner said I could come back any time and sample flavors and drink coffee and watch TV. He said if I stuck with it, he'd break out one of the expensive pipes for me and "ruin" me forever.

I drove home giddy at that unexpected occurrence in my life. In the cemetary on Greenland, there were people building a snow castle. It's beautiful. It made me even happier.

I spent the evening drinking coffee and smoking my pipe and writing. I lost my book. It disappeared off of my zip disk. I have no idea what happened. Me and Jeremy and Gilly all tried to get it back. It is gone.

I started over.

This morning, I took Michael to get his car fixed. He had had it diagnosed, and I shopped around in the phone book for the best quote. We went to Zach's automotive. Zach is a very honest and probably homosexual mechanic. He is our new mechanic.

I took Michael to work, and then swung by Hastings to see if I could find a book on fire magick. I did not, but a man approached me and I had a strange conversation with an unlikely person for about an hour. It used to be middle aged black guys would engage me in random conversations. Now it's middle aged white guys. Go figure.

I can't even explain it. But it was an important conversation. It was a reminder to me, although of what, I will not say here. But it was good.

I'm having a fucking fantastic time not being at work right now. Life is good.

peace

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