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Don’t Let the Robots Eat Me Yoshimi

Perhaps I am engaging in risky behavior by telling you that I feel better.  After two weeks of coughing, sore ribs, fevers, chills, aching and feeling like a “wet dishrag” (as my mom used to say) I feel human again.  I still have a little bit of a cough, but I was actually able to walk a couple of blocks today without getting utterly winded.  I even carried a heavy load of groceries up the stairs.  Yay me.


I wore nothing but jammies and stuff made of jersey knit for the full two weeks.


I drank gallons of Throat Coat tea and hot lemon water with honey and ginger.   I stayed in an antihistamine and ibuprofen induced haze.  Sometimes cocooned in the blankets, other times throwing them off in a sweat.

Fortunately my sweetheart was a little better ahead of me and was able to do things like run to the store for cough drops and saltine crackers.

Monday night was the first time I’d put on moisturizer, make-up and shoes since the end of December.  It felt nice to put on regular stuff and go out and see friends.  At first I was resisting.  I kept telling Will that I was feeling introverted and it was hard to put on pants.  I’d even tried painting my nails and messed it up.  But he texted me, “I think you’ll feel better if you see your friends.”  So, I hopped in the shower, re-painted my nails and this time they came out ok.

We went by the event we’d been invited to and I actually had a decent time.  I wanted to do a lot of dancing, but I was pretty easily winded, so I wiggled around a bit to some great songs.  One of which I will leave you with.

I did have a hard cider and I thought about Stevie who’d passed away.  Who’s funeral had been that day, and I didn’t go.  I’m not sure I would have made it through a funeral almost an hour from here, but I felt guilty for not going anyway.  So, I said a little toast to Stevie in my head and drank my cider.

I’m thankful to be feeling better.  Wearing regular clothes and eating regular food.  When I’m so sick like that I totally understand how people die from these things.  If it were to go on too long, you’d just want it to be over.  Part of my gratitude is for it being brief enough to endure, but it also sure makes me appreciate feeling well.


I’m also grateful for a pretty nice view out of my bedroom window.


And I finally FINALLY managed to finish my New Year’s cards that Will, Jade and I made for about 100 folks.  Man, that was a lot of card assembly and we were all sick the first week of January.  So, I managed to get them in the mail today.  I wasn’t about to waste all that work.

I know my last post was pretty negative.  And I’m not all sunshine right now, either.  But I do feel a bit more able to handle the world right now.

Enjoy this song by The Flaming Lips – thanks to DJ Gina for spinnin’ the tunes and making me wanna dance.

“Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots Pt. 1”

Her name is Yoshimi – she’s a black belt in karate
Working for the city – she has to discipline her body –
Cause she knows that it’s demanding to defeat these
Evil machines – I know she can beat them -Oh Yoshimi
They don’t believe me
But you won’t let those
Robots defeat me
Oh Yoshimi
They don’t believe me
But you won’t let those
Robots eat me

Those evil natured robots – they’re programmed to
Destroy us – She’s gotta be strong to fight them –
So she’s taking lots of vitamins – cause she knows that
It’d be tragic if those evil robots win – I know
She can beat them –






C You

I’m still putting this little apartment together.  I get distracted sometimes with projects that seem less pressing than say, organizing the kitchen.  But I like to put my own personal signature style on things.

We didn’t have a letter on our door when we moved in.  The door was painted and it hadn’t made it back on because the place was only vacant for like twenty minutes.  Will used a piece of blue masking tape to make a temporary letter for our door.  But I kept thinking of Dharma and Greg and how they had a fun piece of art hanging on their door in that show.  So I decided I wanted to do the same.

Year before last I helped a friend paint her mailbox for her house.  I really liked the way it came out, so I decided to do a similar theme for my front door letter.  Will had actually purchased a letter “c” in standard font in standard black, but it fell into my daughter’s belongings and made its way to another state.  So, I went ahead for something a little less standard.


Materials (all from the local craft store):

Acrylic craft paint
Round and flat paint brushes
masonite precut plaque
precut letter C
Spray varnish (for when it’s all done and you want to have a slightly glossy seal)

I hung it with Command velcro style strips.  VOILA!

Here is the mailbox Christiana and I painted for her new house.  I’d love to do more crafts with her if we lived closer together.  She’s got a wonderful natural eye for composition and design.