Susan Senator

This is a day off so I have time on my hands. That can be an ugly thing for me, but it can also be fantastic. I am soon going to rake leaves in the sunshine with Max and Ben, and that will be lovely, plus it counts as an exercise (according to my number one exercise resource, Dad). The only thing that would be better than that would be to have Nat here for the raking. He is a total leaf workhorse. He rakes and rakes and he bags and bags. He doesn’t need to stop to jump into a pile. I know I’m idealizing it; there were so many times when he would just stand there moving the rake up and down and not accomplishing anything. Other times he would have screamies or tantrums but when we told him he could just go inside, he’d scream more. Well, he is just not like that these days, and I know he’d enjoy it and be helpful.

Even though it is lovely out, I cannot run or bike or gymnify because I am still giving my knee-hip-heel-lower back a rest (all on the right side, mind you! What would an aura reader think about that, or an orthopedist? This Enquiring mind does not want to know.) so I will probably dance tonight; plus it’s been over a week since I even did that! Ick.

Here is what I want. A vintage 1970’s Fifi Abdou style costume. It even has tiny puffed gauzy sleeves and an ostrich feather cape! Can you think of anything more wonderful or inspiring for dancing? You would feel like Disney’s Cinderella in it — her dress was kind of blue, I think. I have not bought a new cossie in months and months and months. I have been trying to make cuts somewhere, but unfortunately I just bought some amazing new boots at JCrew (half price, made in Italy!!!) so what’s a girl to do?