I’m postponing my Adventures of Nawt for a week because I’ve found an incredibly talented cartoonist, a reader’s husband, and he’s working on a drawing for the next episode, and I just can’t do it without that drawing — it’s my inspiration!! Wait until you see it, it’s hysterical. I’m going to put his art up on a t-shirt, etc., because it’s that good – I want it on everything in my house because it makes me laugh as it demonstrates our common obsession — you’ll see! BTW, I did make a little Cafe Press shop where you can get the Let Us Spray… things on clocks, mousepads, hot pads, t-shirts, sweatshirts, etc. I did order some myself, I couldn’t resist — the link is over on the left, if anyone is interested. Now, I do have other coffee mugs on order from a place that does a great job with them, but it’s going to be another couple of weeks before I get them. But back to the cartoon, I love it when a plan unexpectedly comes together.
We are off to spend some time in Kansas with my mom and family — we do the grave crawl, which the only thing that can be worn for that is Cradle of Light with a little Black March — and mom has a little procedure to be done on her foot next week, so I’m staying, after sending the family back, to take her to her doc’s appointment and then bringing her back home with me for a few days. Do I think you guys care about that? You don’t? 🙁
So while I’m waiting on some interesting stuff to get here, like the Spendy Sacred Tears, what are you guys wearing right now, old or new, that’s tripping your trigger, floating your boat, melting your shake? I’m sorta in a Diorissimo rut these days, we are having a mad, passionate spring fling, though I occasionally cheat with Diorling parfum (when I’m feeling moody and all difficult). When I’m not hitting that, it’s violet and narcissus and dirt. Has anyone tried those Brunos? And? Come on, I’m dying for info. I ordered a couple unsniffed, the Sballo because someone said “mostly hay,” and I had an out of body experience, and I don’t remember a thing until I came to staring at a Luckyscent “Thank you for your Order!” screen.
We’ll be off Monday enjoying the holiday. We always do the grave crawl in Kansas every Memorial Day. It has become one of those traditions that it hurts to miss. It is that moment to pause and to remember all those before me, in a line from the gate to the fence, and those that will come after me. To borrow from Chesterton, “Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. Tradition refuses to submit to the small and arrogant oligarchy of those who merely happen to be walking about.” That’s how I always feel in the cemetery on Memorial Day, part of something bigger, in the company of all my fellow human beings, whether living or dead.
All our love!
Patty, March, Lee and Bryan