My Old Addiction

Like my old addiction
Now the other side of Day
As the springtime
Of my life's time
Turns the other way
If a swan can have a song
I think I know that tune......  

 Thanks for checking in from time to time.  I'm still plugging along.  Still trying to get a hand on things and figure out my new direction.  I've been making some progress on some things and then not making progress on others. lol!  I think I have been on the Sinemet for enough time that it is relieving some of my long time pain in some areas.  But then, it seems to have just moved around in some ways too.  But hey, I guess anything different is good in a way.  A little variety at least.  My typing is slowly getting worse and I can feel the tremor in my left hand is more obvious at times.   But, the apathy and fatigue that has plagued me for so long really seems to be getting better.  Same with the brain fog.  I still have bad days of that but lots of days where it is not so bad or gone.  So, it's a mixed bag but I am happy and plugging along.  I go pretty good for 3 or 4 days and then crash but I can accomplish a fair amount in those 3 or 4 days, so I am happy with that. I do what I can.

The girls are all doing pretty good.  I finally took some new photos the other day and have a couple here.  I miss my Zuzu terribly still, but Gertie here is always a character in her own way and makes me laugh.  This chicken has had every kind of awful problem in the world but she keeps plugging along too.  Always feisty and ready to give her opinion on whatever is going on.  She's kind of my inspiration.
I've been listening to a lot of Cowboy Junkies and k.d. lang (loudly) and basically doing whatever the hell I want to do.  I was asked to judge a really great art show up in Decatur recently and that was a lot of fun.  You don't get paid but they put us (3 judges) in the Hilton and paid for all our meals, lots of free booze and snacks and a killer gift basket to take home.  Allen also went with me so that made it great fun! Kinda like the old days! He's always good to travel with and I'm sure he was happy to get away for a little while too. It was actually a very hard show to judge; lots of really, really good artists, but it was fun and a great time in a really cool town.

I even went down and poured concrete with Allen for my old sculpture professor.  He retired and is building a bronze foundry at his house, so we poured the pit and slab for the foundry.  Wasn't a lot of concrete by my old standards but it was enough to kick my ass now days.  Was fun though and I was happy to help Ted out.

I also went to visit Daddy Rabbit and his wife last month.  My oldest readers will remember that Daddy Rabbit is a superintendent that I used to work for quite a lot in the old days. We have kept in touch some over the years but I did not hear from him much while I was married.  He had a lot he was going through, health-wise etc.  But now we keep in touch more and he and his wife invited me down for the weekend.  I came back with a nice load of cool steel stuff for sculpture too!  It was a lot of fun and nice to see some friends from way back.  Lots of reminiscing.
I have put off working on my place for now in order to redo my Mom's bedroom and some of her house.  It's mostly cosmetic, so nothing really hard but it still wears me out.  But, she got to the point where she was having some pretty severe health issues due to allergies much like mine; mold etc.  I had remodeled the front part of her house years ago but had never gotten around to the back part and it is way overdue. Anyway, I hope to be finished maybe by Thanksgiving and back to working on my stuff mostly.  I had big plans for my 50th year but you know what they say about plans....God laughs.  Yep.  So, I just decided to go with the flow.  You know, just wing the hell out of it.  It's kinda hard but very freeing in a way too.  I'm fed, warm and dry.  Not much else you can ask for. Well, I could ask to not have this disease but you can crap in one hand and want in the other and see which one fills up first. ha!

Days, up and down they come
Like rain on a congadrum
Forget most, remember some
But don't turn none away
Everything is not enough
And nothin' is too much to bear
Where you been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there

To live is to fly
Low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes.