Frightening Revelation And So Much More!

I had a rather terrifying experience this morning. 
Oh, don't worry. I didn't step on a rattler or drive my car off a cliff by accident or anything. 
No. I simply caught sight of myself in a very strong beam of sunlight, almost naked, standing in front of my mirror. 
Damn. I knew the body was really looking old, especially after losing weight, but I did not realize the full extent. It was almost horror-movie level scary. 
DEAR GOD!
How could I not have realized this? I do look in mirrors but never in quite that bright a light and also, come to think of it, not entirely nude. Well, I wasn't entirely nude today but nekkid enough to get a far more accurate picture. 
It's quite a conundrum to feel so much younger in some ways and then to realize I actually look so much older. Given the choice though, I'll take feeling younger and looking older rather than the other way around. And in clothes I think I look pretty okay. Mostly. 
I could be very, very wrong about that, though.

So then I finished getting dressed and went to town to meet Maggie and Lily for pedicures. We went to a new establishment on the east side of town very near Lily's house and not so far from me either. Angel Nail Spa. Jessie had gone there and recommended it. They were so kind and professional and did a great job on all our feet. No one called me "Mama" like another place we went to fairly recently and I was a little sad about that but what're ya gonna do? 

Here is what our toes looked like after they were tended to so well.

Magnolia's. 

Lily's celebration of Pride toes. 

Sorry. I'd already visited the garden in flip flops when I took this but it's a realistic representation of my feet in summer. Just be grateful I didn't take a picture of my left foot which has numerous ant bites on it. 

Lily's toes took longer than Maggie's and mine and you can see why. Ms. Mags and I walked two doors down to Midtown Noodles where we met up with Owen, Gibson, and Boppy to have some lunch. Midtown Noodles serves delicious foods like Pho and ramen noodles and some curry things. Owen and I got Pho, Gibson and Maggie got ramen, Boppy got some chicken and rice dish which was probably the least exotic thing on the menu which is what he was going for, and we ordered Lily Katsu chicken with curry that had to be taken in a to-go box because Maggie had a birthday party to attend at two and she DID NOT WANT TO BE LATE! 
I understand.
It was a pool party. She was pretty excited. The party was for her best friend Mary's birthday. Big doin's. 

I have to tell you that the kids were great. Owen was absolutely the very best big brother and helpful grandson you can imagine. To the point where when he'd run out to his car to find Maggie a hair tie so she could keep her curls out of her ramen, I asked Gibson and Maggie if he was always that sweet.
"Yeah," Gibson said. "He is." 
Maggie, however said, "Not to me. Not when I'm trying to wake him up to do something." 
Well, who isn't cranky when they've just been woken up and expected to do something? 
Glen just commented on how sweet he was a few minutes ago and I told him that I had asked his siblings if he was always that sweet because I was hoping he wasn't Eddie Haskelling us. For those of you who don't know who Eddie Haskell was, don't worry. He was a major suck-up on the Leave it to Beaver show who, when he wasn't trying to impress and curry favor with adults, was a horrible person. Now I don't think Owen could possibly be a horrible person but then again, I find it hard to believe he's THAT sweet to his brother and sister. 
And yet, I think he really is. 

After lunch, Glen and I went over to Oak Tree Treasures which is about half a block away. He's looking for rugs and furnishings for his cabin. I suggested that Target or Walmart might have rugs that he could use but I get the feeling that no, they are not going to have things that are of the quality he wants. 
Ooh boy. 
We didn't find anything at Oak Tree so we went to the resale joint down the road. They'd approached him before Oak Tree moved in, wanting to rent space at Moon Plaza but had wanted more space than he had available. So he was curious as to how they'd ended up. Again, he found nothing but I found two things. One was the little fish plaque souvenir I did not buy the last time I was there.
Here it is on the shelf over the sink in my bathroom. 

I just realized I have another sort of art gallery there. Well, depending on your definition of art. 

The other thing I got just cracks me up and at the same time, is a very practical item.

Anyone know what this might be?

It is a foldable cake and bakery goods carrier. The strap thing there which looks like it might be something used in a fifties-themed bondage costume is actually the strap that goes around the foldable box and provides a handle. I just had to buy it. I bet I've baked a thousand cakes in my life and I have never had a cake carrier. 
Unless my memory has completely failed me and I have one sitting on a shelf right where I see it five times a day. However, I am quite sure I do not have one that looks like this. 
I'm excited. 

And that was pretty much my day. Why I didn't get a picture of the kids I have no idea. I do have a few pictures Jessie sent. They all got to walk in a Mermaid parade with Uncle Ben's marching band in Black Mountain today. 

You have to wonder what in the world is going on in western North Carolina. 
Pretty cool stuff is what I'd say. 
Is August rocking the mermaid theme or what? I have a feeling that's one of his cousin's costumes. I think he does it justice. 

When I first started visiting Jessie and Vergil when they lived in Asheville, I realized rather quickly that I was not nearly cool enough to be cool there. 
Very few of us are. 

Doesn't matter. Just like my old body. Take me or leave me. This is the way I am. Or, as Popeye so famously said, "I yam what I yam and that's all that I yam."

Going to go cook some fish.

Love...Ms. Moon