We have been doing a pretty good job keeping busy these days and I have definitely noticed an improvement in my mental standing! I’m starting to think of my therapist as more a life coach at this point because she has been clutch in helping me reinvent myself in this confusing season of life.

Here are some things from the last week!

We went to see The Drama at the Hollywood Wednesday night. So far, we have gone there at least once a month since December so I think we’re doing a pretty good being supportive patrons. I love the new rainbow lighting they put in since we were last there!

The Drama was fantastic, though! It was highly recommended by our son the movie critic. Aside from the kids shows she did back in the day, I haven’t really experienced Zendaya in “grown up” roles and she was pretty impressive. Also, I love how much Robert Pattinson has evolved since his Edward Cullen days. He’s incredible, and they both made this movie super engaging. (Also, it was not what I was expecting at all.)

Penelope could not care less.

I accidentally started watching vlogs on YouTube about people journaling and I felt so inspired to do more in my vacation and haunted house journals, especially when the one woman was printing out photo stickers from her phone – I cried, “I NEED ONE OF THOSE PRINTERS!!!” This was on Easter. By Monday, I had my own Canon mini printer because the Easter bunny heard me. 

I started using it immediately!  Here’s a picture of Tallin, Estonia that I printed out for this Finland/Estonia page of my old vacation journal. This is going to be so good for my haunted house journal too, I’m really stoked!

But these random, serendipitous vlogs also got me extra inspired to start sketching again too. Honestly, I don’t know what I did to get these things to start appearing in my YouTube feed but I’m not mad about it because I have been craving a new creative outlet and I think reviving something that I used to do as a teen/young adult definitely counts! I need to get a nice, compact sketch book ASAP.

Meanwhile, Henry was in Chooch’s room trying to gather things that can be donated when he called me over. “You will NEVER need to buy pens or pencils of any sort for your sketching,” he said with mild exasperation, Vanna White’ing his hands over Chooch’s HUGE stash of pens, markers, pastels, colored pencils, watercolor pens, regular pencils…most have never even been touched. This is something that we marvel over quite often: what is the catalyst behind Chooch’s secret hoarding of writing apparati? What is the origin story?? I will tell you that this has been happening for many years – he must take a pen from everywhere he goes, like a compulsion. Henry tried to get him take a box of them back to Philly the last time but Chooch left them here so it doesn’t seem like he is…ATTACHED to these things in any way. Maybe it’s more of the act of the acquisition than the actual “having.” He gets ’em and forgets ’em.

(You can imagine how much he wilded out at the college fairs in high school! PENS GALORE!)

 

Still crying over Mark Lee, not gonna lie. Using my Book MARK to honor him, LOL.

This weekend so far has been pretty fucking great. We spent almost all of Saturday with our friends Shawn and Jess (more on that in a separate post) and it made me realize how much time I spend alone because I talked SO MUCH that I barely had a voice left by the time we parted ways, and then I woke up in the middle of the night with a sore throat! (I’m not sick – it was just mad at me for talking so much!)

Anyway, here’s an eagle (so says Henry) that we saw while waiting for Shawn and Jess to meet us at the Bayernhof Museum.

We ended Saturday at home watching the Coachella livestream of Taemin’s set. He has officially become the first Korean male solo artist to perform at Coachella and he fucking crushed it.

There aren’t any full videos available yet from what I can see but here’s a clip of one of my favorite songs of his – Guilty.

Today was a more chill day. The weather is amazing so we got some iced match from Meccha Matcha and went for a walk at Homewood Cemetery. Again, I have to be a grumpy old person and complain about how cemeteries have been hot spots for walkers ever since the general masses “discovered” them during the pandemic. I miss the days when could go to the cemetery for a walk and be the only people there – NEVER HAPPENS NOW. Especially at Homewood. Call me a boneyard hipster, I don’t give a shit, but I have gone to cemeteries to walk since I was a teenager in the 90s and I hate that it’s no longer a quiet escape.

I sound like my neighbor, the most miserable woman in the world BUT I SAID WHAT I SAID.

And now I’m preparing to watch the Pens game on HBO, maybe look online for a sketchbook, feed the squirrels (one of the little boy Buddys let me touch his tail the other day, I love him so much), who knows where the rest of Sunday will take me!

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