Nice-ness

So life might be bonking me on the head a tad but there’s some mighty fine shit going on as well.

Take my birthday. Child number two, my son August, took his mama to dinner. Sushi boat and Mai Tais. Yummy yummy ice cream. Paid for by my spawn (a term of endearment in our family). Really quite special and a rite of passage for us both.

And then there’s the Advair situation. My friend Lynda mailed me an inhaler pronto with the promise of another to follow and a whole bunch of other folks offered to send some as well. However, just the other day I received a package from another friend, Ginny, with six of those puppies inside so I am all set. 

She who prefers not to be named (but thank you) set me up with a massage which I’m going to be taking advantage of in the next couple of days and I am STOKED. I’m the sort of person who likes to go to the dentist because it means someone is touching me and there’s been all too little of that going on as of late. If you know what I mean 😉

Got a guardian angel out there as well—who out of discretion will remain unnamed but he’s friends with some of you as well. Several months ago he just went and made a large deposit in my paypal account. A loan to be paid back when I am able. Unbelievably kind, generous, and knowing. Asking for assistance is not easy for me and frankly the only way this could have happened is the way he chose to do it.

I’ve also got some other loose ends to tie up getting rid of my vintage clothing and replacing the floor in my little airstream. Local friends have offered to help me with both. 

A neighbor paid the fee for my key to be replaced when I lost those. Another friend (girlfriend of a friend but now my friend too 😉 ) is keeping me on track with my book. She is just what the doctor ordered—sassy, smart, incredibly organized. Exactly the sort of task master I am in desperate need of.

And of course I have received many, many messages of support and encouragement.

So, as you can see, I am RICH in friends. Almost obscenely wealthy. And there is no form of plenty I would rather have.