Thursday, August 26, 2021

Just Be?


 Can you see the little boy behind those animals? 
That's Levon. I asked him if I could take his picture and he said that I could but to wait while he got ready. Getting ready involved picking up and holding a coyote puppet and an eagle puppet. We were in the antique store where the chaise lounge is that I thought I wanted a few weeks ago. The coyote and the eagle are not actually antiques and I'm not sure why they were there. Collectibles? They still had their original tags. One does not question certain things and the items in the upstairs part of an antique store is one of them. 

A few days ago I asked Lily and Jessie if they would like to take a trip to Monticello sometime this week for Wag the Dog and antique shopping and lunch. They both said that would be wonderful and we arranged it for today. Thursday is not a day that Levon's in school so Jessie didn't have to pick him up at noon and he was such a fine boy that having him along was only a pleasure. We asked him at lunch if he liked being the only kid or if he missed August and Maggie who, before they started kindergarten, always came with us on these Monticello trips. He pondered for about half a second and then said, "August and Maggie. And Gibson. And all my family."
"You miss them?" we asked. 
"Yes," he said. But he didn't make a fuss about it. I can't believe he's the only baby left and of course he's not a baby at all except he's our baby. He's a smart kid with ideas of his own and I don't think he appreciates my sudden kiss-and-hug attacks although I do always apologize and say, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it." 
He gives me a look but he also slips his hand in mine when we're walking down the sidewalk. 

So. Back to the chaise. I completely changed my mind about it today. Somehow it just didn't seem as lovely and when I tried to lounge on it, I noted that it really wasn't very comfortable and what's the point if it's not comfortable? 
I feel as if I have closure now which is a relief. 
I did buy Levon a hat that he wanted very much and I bought a little present for someone because I fell in love with it and thought that maybe the person I bought it for might fall in love with it too. 
I hope so. 

We went to lunch at the Rev, of course, and there were no car wrecks today so it wasn't nearly as exciting as the day Lis and I went there. But there were trucks for Levon to see, circling around the County Courthouse and he seemed to like his fried fish and french fries and again, he was a very sweet boy while his mama, his grandmama, and his aunt ate lunch and chatted. 


"Give me a bite of salad," he said to me. And I did. 

We went to Wag the Dog too, but not until after lunch because they didn't open until one. I donated two bags of things I had culled from the house. A small but potent relief. We didn't have much luck at Wag today. I went through the yarn again but I talked myself out of buying any. Lily bought a few saucers to put under plants. Jessie bought a building set for her boys. Levon was very happy about that although he was quite tired and a bit over it by the time I took this picture. 



We stopped at the farmer's market on the way home and Lily got some fruit and vegetables. While we were there, Lon's sister and her husband showed up and we got to chat with them. 
Monticello is a very small town. 

And then it was time to leave so that the mothers could pick up the young'uns at school. Lily and Jessie had met at my house and I had driven so back to Lloyd we came and Jessie transferred Levon's car seat back to her car with him asleep in it although he woke up before they left and said, "Who moved me to our car?" He didn't seem overly concerned, just curious. 

So I got my socializing time in today and that was lovely. I love watching my daughters together, laughing and talking about things from the serious to the ridiculous. I asked May if she wanted to come along as she's off on Thursdays but she is super concerned about the amount of exposure to the Delta variant she's getting at work and didn't want to unknowingly expose us. We talked last night on the phone for a long time and she said that it's not uncommon for unmasked people to come in and ask for suggestions for supplements to help "cure" their kids who have covid. 
Sigh. 
She's double-masking. She's being as careful as she can be. But dear god, people are so stupid. She says that she's had a couple of people come in and ask for that livestock dewormer people think will cure them of covid and she has to tell them that no, the Co-op does NOT carry it and besides that, they need a prescription for it. From a VETERINARIAN! 

The human race, as far as I can tell, is just fucked. And sometimes I think, well- okay. We've had a short but decent run. If it's time for us to go, it's time. 
And then I do something like watch a documentary like the one I watched on Netflix while I was shelling peas this afternoon, about drummers (this came out before Charlie Watts died) called "Count Me In" and I think about the sheer beauty of human beings playing the drums for no other reason than because they simply must and I think, Well, you know. Some things people do are pretty damn awesome. We might have a little bit of god stuff in us, twisted into that double helix. 
And then I think about people refusing to get a vaccine but feeling absolutely fine about taking livestock dewormer and I think that we don't have that much god stuff in us. Not nearly enough, anyway. Or not most of us. 

Mr. Moon called me while I was in Monticello and he says he's fine. Zion National park was amazing, of course. He claims he misses me. I miss him too. Funny how used to being together all the time we've become. But we'll both survive. 
Or at least I think we will. 
He sent me a picture via text. Here's the screen shot. 



My replies are in blue, of course. 

That's just...well. It's horrible. 

Hell, it feels horrible here and our temperatures are only in the upper 80's and low 90's but of course our humidity is far higher than it is in Utah or Nevada. Still, a hundred and twenty-two degrees can kill your ass no matter what the humidity is. 

And on that cheerful note, I think I'll end here. I really do not care to comment on the news. More evidence of the probable end of humanity and the fucked-upedness of people in general. 

Be kind, y'all. Be kind and be safe and be masked. Be vaccinated. Be steadfast and steady, be loving when you can and try to be tolerant when you can't. Beware and be aware that most of us are doing the best we can. That's not always very good but be cognizant of the fact that we all live in glass houses and should search our own hearts and minds before we pick up that first stone. Speaking to and for myself, at least. 

Be well. 

Love...Ms. Moon



22 comments:

  1. I think your elder daughter is a wise woman, and no, sadly you cannot fix stupid. This is why I do chores and take out trash at 2 AM to avoid people and even at that hour with no-one likely to be out you never know so I am masked even then. Are the people who wait on you and prepare food masked? I ask because I've not been in a restaurant since March of 2020. Someone I know has been exposed to Delta and is quarantine with her family. I hope they will be okay.

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    1. To be honest, e, masking and taking the trash out at 2 am is probably only really helpful in that it makes you feel safer. And also to be honest, the people who served us were not wearing masks and I doubt that the people making the food were either. So yes, we were indeed putting ourselves in some danger. I guess that we are making compromises in the areas of quality of life. However, if things continue to go in the direction they are, we will not be going out to eat, most likely. We all have to do what we feel is within the bounds of safety and our comfort. You have been so very, very careful! I am in awe.

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    2. I do not have as many choices as you do, no4r have I ever. I am this careful because I have to be and yes, it is safer to go out when no one else is afoot.

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    3. I completely understand that, e.

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  2. tolerant - oh hell no! F the muthah EFFERS!

    122 degrees holy cow that is crazy hot! that is frying animals hot.
    Levon is still a baby, of course he is. Humans are considered babies until the age of eight. I love his hat!

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    1. Well, I TRY to be tolerant but I certainly do not always succeed. And not always because people have very different types of beliefs than I do. Sometimes I just do not like certain people. It's weird, isn't it?
      Yes. Levon is a baby. I guess I consider kids who are out of diapers to be a step up from babies. But I like that age of eight thing. I'll go with that.

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  3. How beautiful all your family is. And I do like to remember we're mostly all doing our best. Even the people who appear to be failing miserably at common sense. That doesn't mean the rest of us need to be in harm's way though.

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    1. You are absolutely correct about us not needing to put ourselves in harm's way.

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  4. That sounds like a fun day! Levon looks a little more like August in that picture, I think.
    That is VERY hot and I can't imagine walking around outside in that heat. You will be glad to have Mr. Moon home safely.

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    1. I WILL be glad to have that man home safely.

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  5. I’ve been thinking of you and your beautiful family. Please stay well!

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  6. I love that first photo of Levon almost covered by the animals he is holding; it would be a nice photo for you to print out and frame. Be well.

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    1. I agree. It's sort of adorable. Especially because that's how he wanted to pose.

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  7. Oh my God, 122°F???? That really is hell on earth!

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  8. a fun day for you and your daughters and a tiring one for Levon. Poor May.

    I think humans reached their peak, we were evolving as long as we needed to for survival. now though, I think we are devolving. what else could explain the stupifying stupidity of so many people in this country.

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    1. Well, I'm currently watching a documentary about a "healer" in Brazil to whom people flocked in the thousands and thousands to be treated by him. It's not just North Americans who are gullible. But I certainly take your point.

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  9. You are right, as a species, the human race is done. We've had our chance, but we did a terrible job with it.......

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    1. We have truly fucked up royally, haven't we?

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  10. Levon looks like his brother in that photo with the cute hat you bought him. First time I've seen the strength of the resemblance. And how absolutely lovely that you got to spend time with your girls, two of them anyway. Funny how time with my girl (and certain other people) never draws down on my socializing fuel, yet with other folk, I have to retreat to my house for days.

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  11. I think we all DO have that God bit in us, but there's a fine line between genius and insanity, and in some people unfortunately the insanity wins out. That's my theory, anyway.

    I love the pic of Levon in his little mask with the stuffed animals. Glad you got to spend the day with Lily and Jessie. I have to get myself to Wag the Dog one of these days -- next time I'm out your way, maybe?

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