Learning To Play. Finally

I woke up this morning to discover that not only was it raining, it was also COLD. Well, you know- Florida cold. Okay, Florida cold for April. 
Okay, okay! It was sixty degrees.
And I was freezing. I had to dig out one of my sweaters that I'd already washed and put away for summer. I am so not complaining though. As long as it doesn't freeze, I'll take all the coolness we can get before the sun turns into a broiler unit and we all sizzle like bacon place under it. But my poor dollies just looked cold too with their naked little legs and bare feet poking out and so I covered them up with that piece of knitting I did years ago. It was supposed to be part of a poncho sort of thing but I never did sew the different pieces together so now I have that piece and Jessie has the other piece and sometimes the boys use it to snuggle under when they're sick. I tucked the little girls up and that made me feel so much better. I absolutely know that dolls cannot feel the cold. I'm not that insane. But I think maybe when I was a child my dolls became an immensely important part of my life because I needed something to love with all the fierceness of my little girl heart, and I can't stop thinking of them as needing me to take care of them. 
Or perhaps in taking care of them, I am taking care of little girl me. 
I don't know. But the fact is, I have always anthropomorphized my dolls and some stuffed animals, too, and I suppose I always will. 
Or perhaps this is just my adult way of playing with dolls. 
And I really, really appreciate the fact that Mr. Moon does not tease me or make fun of me about this. I believe he may understand. 

The point being being here though is- don't the babies look cozy? 

I was so tired last night that I felt as if I should get an Olympic medal for having the strength to floss and brush my teeth. I had pushed the physical activity for at least three days in a row and I think I'd just reached a point of exhaustion. So when I saw the rainy, gray day spread out ahead of me, I was happy. A good day to stay in and take it easy and I did! I did a few household things but the only steps I took outside were to kiss my darling goodbye when he left to go up to Lake Seminole. 
Yes, he's determined to finish up the doing the flooring in the upstairs bedroom he's been working on and getting the other bedroom's floor started at least. He also feels like he needs some fishing time and I agree. He hasn't even moved the boat from the dock for a few weeks and by golly, he did not buy that place to get it in shape for the Tour of Homes. 
It's a fishing camp.
Mostly. 

Before he left today, though, he decided to look around for a different carrier for our phones and internet. I told him about an experience I'd had the other day at Costco and was taking a quick stroll around the Mac display. I noticed a guy I thought was a Costco employee in the general area and I quickly told him that I was just browsing and he assured me that no, he wasn't selling computers, he was part of the AT&T kiosk that's always at Costco. I told him I wasn't looking for a new carrier plan either and he said, "Well, maybe you should be. We have some pretty amazing deals." 
Sure. Whatever. 
But I do tend to trust "the" Costco and if they've given space (or rented space, I have no idea how this works) to a company, it's not going to be a scam at the very least. So Glen said he'd stop by there on his quick trip to town to do some other things and he did. When he came home he was pretty excited because it turns out that yes, the AT&T guy had convinced him that we could indeed save money on switching to their plan AND we could get new iPhones without having to trade ours in. 
Excuse me? 
Now who knows if this is all as good as it sounds but Mr. Moon is pretty good at asking questions I'm sure most people don't even think about. I sure don't. And he got answers that satisfied him. 
I'm scared to death because I hate change and the carrier we're on now has served us fairly well and the phone I have now has not had one problem in years. Plus, I think the camera is pretty darn good.
But getting a new iPhone is the adult version of getting a new toy and who doesn't like that? 
(See above about the dolls.)
The phone will be an iPhone Air which I'd never heard of but after reading a little about it online, sounds pretty okay. My only issue may be the camera because I love the camera on my old iPhone 13 Pro (I think) and of course a camera is very important to me as my photos are an integral part of my blog life. I am no photographer and would never claim to be and have found the iPhone's capabilities in the photographic arena to be pretty fucking amazing, even if mine are not. 
But hey! Let's give it a shot. 
Pun not intended. 
So I guess all of that will be happening within the next week. 

Now- here's a story. Recently I bought three dresses from eBay. I was starting to panic a little because I have almost no summer wardrobe beyond tank tops and cargo shorts at all anymore. What I have been wearing for years in the summer for all of my trips to town and so forth, have been Flax brand linen dresses which are perfect for our summers. Cool as can be, breathable, pretty colors, extremely well-made and almost all of them have pockets. 
After I had bought the dresses, I realized that two of them were the exact same dress but in different colors. 
This does not bother me in the least. Not a soul in this world would ever notice because what women of my age are wearing does not generally appear on anyone's radar screen unless they are the sort of women who are either dressed so cool and beautifully or else are wearing something entirely inappropriate to their age and body size. 
Lord knows I do not fit the first category and I try not to be in the second. 
And also- I don't care at all whether anyone realizes I have two of the same dresses. 
Both of them arrived today, they fit perfectly, and are just what I wanted. One of them is red and the other is my favorite color of teal. 

And so when I am getting dressed, I'll be able to decide whether I feel more in a red mood or a teal mood. A tomato mood or a Caribbean mood? 
Choices!

And to add to the colorful day, I actually started glaze-painting what I hope will be Billy's spoon rest in his new kitchen. 
I cannot tell you how much I enjoy sitting down with my brushes and little bottles of Stroke and Coat with my ear buds in listening to a book and just letting myself use color without much premeditation or any judgement as to what is supposed to go together and what does not. 
My fish and my flowers are not made for any standards except for what make me happy. 

As always, the colors will look different after the fish comes out of the kiln. 

I think when I go in on Wednesday, my little pot pie dish with the chicken on it will have been fired and I am curious as to how that has turned out. 

I am having fun. 

Playing with dolls. Playing with clay and with color. Playing in the dirt and playing with words. Playing with photography. Playing with my husband. 
This is another part of aging that I did not foresee. 
I am having fun. 

It seems that because the congress and senate seemingly refuse to do what must be done to remove the demented, evil idiot who is somehow the president, the world as we know it may be ending any day now and I feel no guilt whatsoever in having as much fun in the meantime as I want. 
Well. You know- in a seventy-one year old lady way. One may wonder what sort of fun that would be. 
Now would be the time to find out. 

Love...Ms. Moon