It’s hard. I feel tired and grouchy. And people are so complicated, doing things you like and don’t like all the time. It’s makes deciding whether you want to continue spending time with them very hard.
Sometimes I consider myself sociable to an excess and other times I suspect that as the years pass, I like people less and less. Once I mentioned to a friend (Chantelle) that I found somebody irritating and she laughed and said I found everybody irritating.
Now my daughter wants me to throw her a surprise birthday party (I said no), that she has 42 people to invite (I said 20 max), and that she’d like them to come from 3 to 10 pm (seven hours!!! I said try four hours!)
Maybe I am getting old and traveling from coast to coast on a weekend exhausts me. I did get a lot of thesis work done on the plane though. I read all of Julie Reis’s From Margin to Center: The Spaces of Installation Art, and outlined chapter 2 or Why I Think It’s About This and Not That or Proper Context. I sat next to the sound engineer and tour manager for a band called Robin Thicke (pop+R&B). His name was Chuck and he lives in Big Bear. I felt a little guilty making him get up three times during a five hour flight so I could go pee. Coffee does that to me – but sometimes I need coffee for my brain to be sharp.
On a brighter note, I bought a really cute pair of Jordache jeans (I’m revisiting my middle school years) and an adorable purse – a wristlet by my current obsession, Michael Kors. Everything I like turns out to be designed by that guy. I’m up to three pairs of shoes and a shirt I got for my brother (and the purse).
It’s a really cute purse. 
I took pictures of the shoes to post, and then never got around to transfering the pics off the camera. The other night I was showing people pictures of Bella on the camera and they said, Oh look, she took pictures of her shoes! I didn’t tell them it was me, because I didn’t want my Michael Kors obsession (or my blogging) to appear trivial.
Now at least I can delete the photograph.
I think soon, I will go out on a limb and post my breastfeeding history. It is something I wrote for my La Leche League Leader application – and I have passed it on to prospective mothers at least a dozen times now. Time to digitize that info (is it digital on the web? or it digital already old-fashioned?)
