32 thoughts on “Cherry Saturday 6-17-2017

  1. Exercise, picking up new eyeglasses, and starting to paint my bedroom. Plus lazing about and reading.

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  2. Nephews. Perhaps literally, as they are very small and like to jump.

    (Umm…is PopD down intentionally or gone or just temporarily unavailable?)

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  3. I’ve been dropping balls everywhere since March. I’m trying to get my head back in the game.

    I also am venting by cursing Department of Education officials with Shakespearan curses, “A plague on your houses.”

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    1. I have a mug covered in Shakespearian insults. I highly recommend it for portable, linguistically creative wrath.

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  4. Priming the bedroom walls then painting, fetching and carrying for my husband who just had his third and hopefully last foot surgery yesterday, and maybe starting on refinishing the breakfast room cabinet doors (unlikely. I’ll maybe start that tomorrow) and start painting the breakfast room. Invent the cure for cancer, solve world peace and start impeachment proceeding for the dolt in the White House. You know, the usual.

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  5. I’m juggling feeling crummy (peak seasonal allergies, arthritis in damp weather) with angst over my Tuesday release (first book in a new series, A DEATH IN THE FLOWER GARDEN), political outrage, volunteer work, clearing out my e-inbox, getting the veggies mulched so they’ll provide the best possible meals for the bunnies (sigh), and procrastinating over the WIP. I think that leaves a few balls on the ground, but I can’t remember what they were.

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  6. Exercise, a game I’m addicted to, church, quilting – quilt due June 21, and time with hubby. Oh, and the cat requires periodic attention too. She lets me know when. And, need to pick up a prescription, possibly other errands too. Hmm, there’s more on this list than I thought and I left off all the work items. Those tasks are just hanging in the air or lying on the ground until Monday.

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  7. I was juggling stuff at work all week (my normal work, plus a little extra because I’m going on vacation on Tuesday so I have to work ahead, plus some of my boss’s work because she’s on vacation, plus some more of my boss’s work that was supposed to go to my coworker but someone else screwed him over on an important project so he had to go put out that fire) and then I finally dropped the ball this morning when I slept through an event on the other side of town I was supposed to be photographing. Good news is, it was a relatively minor, self-contained event that was important to the person running it, but not that important to anyone else. Bad news is, I told a coworker I would do something and I let them down and it won’t be possible to completely fix it until September.

    I just have to be firmer about limiting the number of balls in the air because breaking commitments to people is a shitty thing to do. But I’m the junior member on the team and I haven’t figured out yet where the line is between “sometimes is busier than we want it to be, but we all have to do our part” and “I can’t physically do all of this, and it’s unprofessional to tell people I’ll take care of it if I maybe can’t.” Gah. When do I get the adult wisdom? I want that.

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  8. I have my niece, nephew and great niece for lunch, but not before I edited six chapters on a book that’s due in week (got up at six to work it) dinner with friends, then back to editing, and before bed reading one chapter of a book for fun, and one for my craft. Oh, and in between all that, today is cleaning day 🙂 Enjoy.

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  9. Buying stuff for Father’s Day pie (jello raspberry, if anyone’s interested), making the pie, and making enough pajama bottoms so that my sons can go to camp without being sent home for running around in their underwear after dark.

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  10. My boyfriend is a web designer and we are just about to launch my own website and am mid juggling the whole flooding/building/prepping social media . I really do not know what to call it (social media preparation?) but basically building up images and information on every social media format to drive people ultimately to my etsy store and my website when done…….argh! when did being an artist include being a social adept business person? I keep reminding myself this is why I went to college ….And how lucky am I that I have the vast interweb to be able to even try doing business this way….all the while the dogs and cats are supervising…thank goodness the horse can pretty much just hang out with his pasture buddy.

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    1. Cheer up, in the old days artists had to convince rich people to commission a portrait and paint it, so it was how they wanted to look or they didn’t get paid. Now you have the option of putting up a website of your work and using social media to get people to look at it, without leaving the house, Good Luck

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  11. Cleaned half the bathroom (I wimped out on the tub, I’ll do it tomorrow or later tonight). Activated new credit card, used Barnes and Noble coupon, picked up library book (new Nora Roberts- yay!). I have two books I plan to read on my nice long weekend. Also I have to do laundry, but that can be done while reading one of those books tonight. Monday means a trip to the Comcast office to ask for any possible deal to keep my internet bill down now that the promotional price is over. I refuse to call them; their customer service reputation is too crappy. But the people at the service center are always very helpful.

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  12. My juggling got derailed by an unplanned visit to the emergency vet with my sick cat Mystic, who suddenly developed a nasty UTI. (He has a history of them, but hadn’t had one in years since the last horrible blockage–he was on a special food, but since he got sick and didn’t want to eat, we’ve been letting him have lots of regular wet food.)

    I was actually supposed to go milk a goat (research for my next novel, believe it or not) but had to cancel. I ended up making jewelry most of the day. Too hot to do anything in the garden or yard. I am drowning in balls.

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    1. Poor Mystic–best wishes for a speedy recovery!

      And to you as well–drowning in balls sounds… Like either a Stephen King novel (playground turned evil?) or something I’d tell my high school students to stop wishing on each other (“drown in balls” the next evolution of “eat a bag of dicks”?) while trying not to laugh (the teacher isn’t allowed to laugh at that stuff…).

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  13. I was one of a team of costumers at the local 24-hour theater projects. Playwrights get a prompt and some actors at 6:pm, and work all night to create a play for those actors, containing that prompt, lasting 10 minutes. At 6:am, they turn the scripts over to directors and stage managers, the actors arrive, and 12 hours of production starts. 24 actors, six plays roughly an hour of onstage time… it is utter pandemonium.

    Today I am having the post-production hangover, and will be lucky to fold laundry and clear a path to the bed.

    I know how to juggle actual objects as well – it is not hard to learn to keep 3 things up, and balls are easier to start with, or scarves (they kind of float, allowing you to place them midair and snatch them back, instead of fighting gravity so hard). Learning to juggle clubs I realized I needed to war a helmet, because in the deep concentration of learning where one is going it is easy to forget you are holding another one, and I whapped myself Right between the eyes repeatedly before I got organized.

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  14. I went to see Captain Underpants with my sister and we both laughed so hard we may never move again. Now I have to find some friends to go with me to see it a second time.

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      1. I’m sticking my husband with taking the kids to see it. The humor looks like it will align with him a LOT more than me! Plus I did Boss Baby with the kids so it’s his turn. 🙂

        We do see movies as a family unit of 4. Wonder Woman will probably be that way. Dispicable Me 3 will definitely be all of us.

        I helped my x-sil move out of the family house on Saturday. I can home and basically sat down and only moved from the chair to the bed. That was it. I have a vague thought that DH checked on me at some point but I’m not 100% on that.

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  15. I gave the balls a good hard look, and then decided to spend the morning doing karaoke with friends. Followed by a concert where my daughter did one song with her group, and finally a solo ukulele practice before bed, where I am FINALLY getting Punk Rock Girl to sound right. Thank god punk is not a genre known for precision and skill.

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      1. “You’re for me, punk rock girl!” (cue semi-melodic growling) LOL.

        I was so surprised at the YouTube presence of The Dead Milkmen. I figured they were an obscure punk band from the 80s, but . . . such a variety of stuff by the band (now and more recently) and so many covers! Much beloved.

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