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I'm in a curious state of anxiety and excitement...

July 4th, 2006 (02:33 am)

It had been a very disappointing day.

barry_barry took Thelonious apart, and pretty much decided it was something terminal
in the engine itself. There isn't anything else he knows to do.

The spark plug has been replaced, the filters cleaned, the liquids topped off....
But there is a clicking in the head of the engine that he believes spells doom.
And at one point the starter jammed the whole thing--the engine froze.
(He took that whole part apart and hand cranked it back...how ever you say it...
It does run...but...)

Thelonious loses power completely when he heats up and gets to speed.
He starts again...but for how long?

I cried a lot today.

Ben was going to visit me last night when he got back into Town from the Family
reunion...I left several messages and finally got a hold of him fairly late while I was still
at work. He was exhausted from the trip, I understood. He told me we had a meeting
to sign the contracts at 11 AM Tuesday Morning. I was thrilled, I let him get back to

Today He had to work in the morning, so I spent the afternoon with Barry--watching him
carefully disassemble my brave Thelonious. I was crushed when there was nothing he
could do for him. I was grateful for all the effort. Barry is an amazing and talented Friend.

I got hold of Ben sometime after 6 PM, and was thrilled to hear that he and little
Mikey would be coming to Opals to have dinner! It's been so so so long since I have
laid eyes on my Benjamin--I love seeing little Michael. Watching them together.

I looked out the window all night, as I ran and ran--lump in my throat. Worried about my
Scooter--knowing I would be taking a cab home tonight...and for many many nights to
come. Worried about tomorrow, the leap, the CONTRACTS....

All the while, we were busy busy busy...

I just wanted to SEE Ben, if only for a few moments.
Just look him in the eyes and get that charge that reminds me that 'everything
is gonna be alright...'

As the clock spun past 9 PM I realised they were not coming, you don't drag a 4 year
old out into the night for dinner. My heart sunk.

My stomach ached, my heart hurt, I was trembly, sloppy--and getting triple sat...

Then I looked up, salt from impending tears running down the back of my throat--
Waitress-Smile glued sideways to my face... 17 years of servitude coming to a crack.
And saw Annie and Helen sitting in my section, at a picnic table, grinning
over their laptops at me.

I currently had nine tables, several of them six-tops or over, spread from inside the
restaurant to the far end of the deck--they made TEN. But I have never been so happy
to be sat, EVER.

They asked me how I was doing, and I just SPILLED a litany of my day, tears in my eyes
and then rested my hand on the table--What can I get you two to drink? I laughed.
Two Live Oak Big Bark Ales--coming right up!

No matter what is happening, I always get a spring in my step when they show up.
A burst of energy.
A Peace.

I made my spin around the place, clickity-click it all came together and everyone was
happy...I was ON again. Food came out, drink orders in and on the tables, I snapped
my tray around and held the door for folks coming and going.

I got my groove back.

When I popped by their table to make sure Annie's burger no tomato no onion and
Helen's Veggie Burger with gorgonzola had arrived as planned...They both looked
at each other and then looked at me:

We have a proposition, Helen said, and looked at Annie.
Yes, a proposition agreed Annie.

They offered me the use of Francis.
Helen's Vino Scooter...while I get things worked out with Thelonious.


We have two cars, they insisted, and we are going out of Town anyway...

Oh. The Love.

Helen picked me up from work tonight, so I wouldn't have to take a cab home.
I know she was sleeping when I rang them. They told me to ring them...when I was cut.

*Lump in Throat again...for ENTIRELY different reasons*

She's dropping Francis off here at Fountainhead, before they leave tomorrow morning.


I hope you have Friends like these.
I hope I AM a Friend, like these people described above.

I seem to be on the receiving end, far too often of late.
FAR too often.

So yes, Fearless Readers... It has been quite a day, quite a weekend.
And tomorrow morning, nay--8 and a half hours from now???
I will be sitting down with my Benjamin and signing contracts to rent a house
on Catalina Street, East Austin Texas.

A new chapter begins.

With the Man of my Dreams...
and a Dog named Maggie, and a Cat named Kadiddy.
A LOT of baggage on both sides--but there's skads of closet space...I checked.


And there is plenty plenty plenty room for Friends......around our table,
and in Our Home.

Come visit us, this is going to be ONE HELL OF AN ADVENTURE!!!


And dear god....the House Warming Party is going to be FABULOUS.
I know the caterer.
She's GOOD.


Posted by: kymical addiction (kymical)
Posted at: July 4th, 2006 03:32 pm (UTC)

i will be across the way on woodland, come sunday that is.
we will practically be neighbors!

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: July 5th, 2006 03:36 am (UTC)
The Sisters

Welcome Home, Sister.

Posted by: a (ohchicken)
Posted at: July 4th, 2006 04:40 pm (UTC)
kissy kissy

we love you so. sorry to have missed your 1962. 62 is my lucky number, remember?

everything will be fine.
happy independence day.

Posted by: barry_barry (barry_barry)
Posted at: July 4th, 2006 05:06 pm (UTC)
paper crane

Very good of you to let her borrow your Vino. I tried everything short of taking the entire engine apart on Thelonious to get him going. There were tears in my garage when I pushed him up the driveway, engine seized up.

Good people.

Surrounding yourself with good people is always its own reward.

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: July 5th, 2006 03:31 am (UTC)

Yeah...I remember.

I'm bawling.
Ben just said aloud: Been a big day, huh?


We watched the fire works--Lightening out did them.


He's in my bed and I am so happy.

I haven't picked up the scooter yet, we were out drinking tonight and thought it best
to get it in the morning when we were both fresh and tired.
He'll go off to work and I will ride Francis back and take a nap.

Late closing night at Opals.

Thank you.
Annie, Helen, Thank-you.

For my Independence Day.

I signed something GOOD.

Posted by: Miss Adventure and Her Friends (snaxxx)
Posted at: July 4th, 2006 10:39 pm (UTC)

What wonderful friends - but then you deserve 'em!

Your comment regarding the caterer reminded me of an off-topic that I thought you'd appreciate:
Of all the celebrities I've met through SXSW, film or music, I've never been overwhelmed - well, MAYBE Jonathan Demme a bit - until this week. I met Damian Mandola at his new place, and he's every bit as personable as you would think from his PBS cooking shows. Rumour has it he's bought a winery in Driftwood that should be producing soon, and will also be opening a COOKING School!

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: July 5th, 2006 03:35 am (UTC)


oh that is KICK ASS!

Posted by: barry_barry (barry_barry)
Posted at: July 5th, 2006 04:48 pm (UTC)
queen of pies

Isn't that the one that's associated with the Italian market at the triangle of guad and lamar? I think it's called Mandola's, yes?

Posted by: emily (tugena13)
Posted at: July 7th, 2006 07:31 pm (UTC)

speaking of catering... whatever happened to that potential catering gig for camp kids? i can't remember...

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: July 9th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)

I didn't have the creds for it...
I didn't have an aproved kitchen.

That was when I gave up....and started waiting tables again.


It turned out okay.

I lost the contract, that was when I knew it was time to do what
I know I know how to do, again.


That was over 4 months ago!!!


I'm so glad you remember, that you ask.
It means a great deal.

The News has forgotten to follow up on the Tsunami....
But you, YOU remembered to ask me about a gig I almost had.

You Rock.
I Love You, Too.


Posted by: emily (tugena13)
Posted at: July 9th, 2006 09:35 am (UTC)


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