Reading: Forbidden Knowledge

Learning: Roger Shattuck suddenly goes right-wing.

Listening: KBCO.

Moving: Walked three miles.

Viewing: Magpies. Cooper the foxhound. Studs Terkel on "CBS Sunday Morning."

28 November 1999: Sunday

I picked up HAO this morning, parking on the east, non-United side of the terminal in hopes of better parking. There were more spaces in the garage ($12 a day) than in the economy lot ($6 a day plus a hike), unlike the signs indicated. Despite the hike, I got there in plenty of time. We picked up bagels since there was all the salmon at home and she didn't want to go out for breakfast. Since she doesn't eat salmon, I gave her ample portions of garlic mashed potatoes and oatmeal chocolate chip cookies to take home instead. She eyed the cookies suspiciously. "No coffee lurking in there?" (I once snuck her a cookie with chocolate and hazelnut and she chewed it enthusiastically until the espresso surfaced, whereupon she spat it into my trash. Foiled again.) Her Thanksgiving hosts apparently believe in self-deprivation. Not only no salt and no olive oil, which are arguably unhealthy, in their vegan mashed, but no garlic either. Just soy milk. Yoikes.

She examined my sister's Catalog of Tackiness and did not laugh, which confirms that I no longer can write the amusing things of yesteryear. Sigh. I hope to meet her at the mall one afternoon this week. RDC and I haven't settled the Christmas budget yet but I can get ideas for me me me anyway.

And then RDC and I went for a walk and looked at our lovely mountains and continuing Blue Day (although tomorrow will probably be Red again) and I spent the remainder of the afternoon in my beloved armchair with a book and then here in front of my beloved Mac, iMac thought it be not.

And I got the nicest email from fellow journaler Nancy Birnes, whom I just discovered through Beth's recent link. Among other things, she said, "I hope you are a working writer working on some serious writing somewhere in your life -- you've certainly got the mind and the talent for it."

Yesterday I decided I might try to develop a healthy body image. Now today a real published writer says that about me. Perhaps I might try to develop a healthy mental image as well. That's one of the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me.

And I never wrote about the hatemail I got a month ago, I'm so proud, because I tried to keep in mind the positive email (equally unsolicited) I received a couple of days before that. Those two, nice and mean, balanced each other; this is supportive all on its own and from a fellow journaler. I'm in a good mood.

Time for "60 Minutes" and more turkey.

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