Any special time set aside to be really present with family or friends is a treasured holiday or "holy-day" in my book.
Remembering a geo-psychic, temporary public art project for the city of Durham, NC, that marked the beginning of urban (and personal) renewal.
I've been secretly on vacation since last Tuesday. Saturday was my father's 70th birthday, but since he reads my blog I couldn't mention it.
I'm having too much fun right now. I've been remiss on the blog... but I have an excuse! My sister Jennifer is visiting this week. She arrived today and will stay through Sunday. Our itinerary for the week:
- Wednesday - Baths AND massage at the Kabuki Springs and Spa, followed with lunch in Japan Town. Then to Union Square and shopping in downtown San Francisco. With a finish at my friend Tamara's birthday soiree in Potrero Hill.
- Thursday - sewing and quilting in my studio during the day and then off to four hours of knitting with the weekly posse at the Yarn Shop in Alameda.
- Friday - I'll be working at St. Gregory's while my sister volunteers at the Food Pantry held in the sanctuary every Friday. Followed by ethnic dining in the Mission and a cheesy movie at the Castro Theater.
- Saturday - Hiking at Pt Reyes
- Sunday - open day - possibly biking along the Alameda bay shore or a visit to the local farmers' market or flee market...
Tonight we fixed dinner and ate by candle light in my fantastic live/work space while we admired each other's lives. She lives on a lake in South Carolina and has raised three children. I'm single, no kids living across from a container truck lot in Oakland, CA.
We talked about freedom and story telling, communicating and rough sex, babies and ministry, racism and the discrimination between circumstance and actions.
What a treat to hear about her world and just hang out.
I leave on Wednesday for South Carolina to spend a week with my family. I'll be staying at my sister's house most of the time. She's the one in green. She probably isn't going to like that I posted this picture of her. Her clothes are working against her here. My brother is the one in white.
This picture was taken at my Dad's wedding weekend. I think his wife, Ruth (she's a sweetheart) must be taking the picture because she seems to be missing. Even though we are all a little older now, it's still a pretty good representation of my family, especially my lovely nieces and nephews. I can't wait to see them all!
Here's a better picture of my sister. Isn't she beautiful!