I went to a mixer for one of the business groups I belong to. I do these things to network. I am focused on maintaining referrals for my practice. Due to work, I was a bit late and I discovered two dear friends were already there. I had invited them. I joined them at their table and sat there the entire time. I was aware there were unfamiliar faces at the event, probably people worth meeting as I seek to network. I did not.
I will never master this process, I suspect.
I was engaged in a conversation with my daughter and her friend about pillows. Julie specializes in this subject as she has likely tried all pillows in her pursuit of one she likes. I disclosed that I have had my pillow for over 40 years and the looks on their faces and their grunts suggested they did not believe it was wise to have a pillow that long. I was not convinced, but I saw some displayed at Costco. They were king size, so I refrained. Mine is a queen. I reflected and decided to give it a try. I loved it. I bought a king size pillow cover, but my current pillowcase is a bit small.
Off to shop for my new investment today. Likely less than 40 years. I have aged.
Went to visit Julie. The last morning we decided to have breakfast out before being dropped at the airport. Breakfast went quickly. Decided to go shopping. Worked well to be dropped at the airport as anticipated. I had checked on my flight. On time. Got to gate; delayed 20 minutes. Ended up leaving over an hour late.
Could have slept later.
When I visited my dear friend Linda, I met her adopted dog Gabriel. We took him to a very large dog park in Seattle where dogs who enjoy the water can take a swim. There were many at the park that day. The dogs are not leashed. As we walked, Gabriel would do his own thing: he smelled other dogs, explored the grounds, and ran. He always stopped and checked where we were, and he stayed within eye view. We walked for a long time.
When we got home, Gabriel took a nap. End of story.
I went to the Chihuly Museum in Seattle for the first time. I found most of the visitors were using their phone cameras to take pictures of the art or of each other. People were posing and it was rude to walk in front of them as they were arranging to take a picture. In one room, there were so many people taking pictures of individual hanging art pieces, that I could not get through to see them myself. Why not buy a book of the artwork?
Another complaint about technology.
Julie came to celebrate Passover with the family. Erik and Ellen have the Seder at their home each year. Carrie came to my home so that she and Julie and I went out for dinner the night before. The next day, Julie went to SF to go shopping and have lunch with Carrie. That night, after the Seder, Julie stayed at Erik’s home. I love the interaction these three have with each other. It has never changed.
They continue to touch my heart.
When Marjie and I were In grad school together, she told people she liked being around me because she would have a thought and her thought would come out of my mouth. I was the outspoken person. It worked for her. I received a card from her today with a picture on the front of two women. The message is, “We’ve been through a lot together, and most of it was your fault.” Marjie wrote on the card that this was an acknowledgement that apparently others have the same experience.
Once again. I know she designed the card and is passing it off on someone else.
Went to Ari’s clarinet concert. There were seven of us. Afterward, we went for yogurt. There was a good deal of testing. Interesting flavors. Not for me; I am always a blend of chocolate and vanilla. And then there are the toppings. For me, chocolate/peanut butter chunks and toffee mix. And, of course, hot fudge and hot caramel. We all sat down to eat and I noticed Erik’s dish. It had no toppings. I asked him and he said the yogurt is so tasty, he doesn’t like to cover the flavor.
Is that legal?
I recently had to select an attorney. I was given names of people to talk to. One I could not reach. One did not practice in the area I was seeking. Others were very far away. I thought about a man who is in one of my business groups who I really like and respect. I decided to contact him. He always calls me Dr.Gelman, whereas everyone else calls me Natalie. I have pointed that out to him, but he continues which reflects his humor. I was at his office looking over some documents I had brought to him. He flipped through them (truly flipped), and said, “Natalie, this is not a problem.” I said, “You just called me Natalie.” He said, “You are in my office now.”
I picked the right attorney. Humor matters.
I adore my mother-in-law. She is 101 years-old and she is in Michigan. I miss her. I spoke to her recently and she was taking a new medication. She was not totally herself. My son visited her was on a visit to Michigan and he went to see her. He said it was a good visit. The medication is strong, but she was the grandma he knows her to be. He discovered from her son that she is being given the medication because she is inappropriate with the staff and other residents. That type of behavior is totally antithetical to who I have always known her to be.
We never know how we will become.