August 18, 2000

Somehow i don't think i am supposed to reward myself with a beer, after going for a long walk and burning off some calories.  But it tastes sooo good!

     i met K for dim sum today, and although our visit was cut short due to some confusion on where each other was, it was still a very nice time.  And the walk felt so good.  When i arrived at the restaurant, it seemed fairly deserted.  They serve food on the main floor as well as on the second floor, and one never knows which one will be available.  Given that it was later in the afternoon i thought perhaps it was just their quiet time, so found a chair.  i explained to the waiter that i was waiting on someone, and that perhaps she was upstairs already but he said 'no no, upstairs closed at 2 o'clock'.  Hmmm.  i settled in to wait and asked for tea. 

     After awhile i was beginning to think that something was wrong and i asked the waiter what time it was.  It was twenty minutes past the agreed upon arrival time.  Now i was getting worried.  Either something awful had happened to K, or i'd gotten the meeting time wrong.  i was also noticing people coming down from the upstairs section.  i finally asked the waiter to just go check to see if there was a single lady up there.  By this point i figured even if the person wasn't K, i'd go sit with her anyway.  i was feeling a bit silly.  But sure enough, K was indeed up there, wondering where the heck i'd gotten to!  When she arrived, they wouldn't let her sit downstairs, putting up a screen so that people would go up.  i must have missed this by mere minutes, because it was gone when i arrived,  and i was told to stay downstairs.  

     Are you confused yet?  i am :)

     Anyway, we did finally sort it all through and i had a lovely visit.   i think we should make it a habit.

     The problem with skipping many days between writing here is that i forget what i did.  And then wonder what to talk about.

     i did go to a baseball game this week however.  That was much, much fun and i'd love to do it again.   It helps that the home team won!  And i got to wolf down one of those huge saugages on a bun that only the street vendors know how to make taste right.  Yum.  Hips. Ewwwww.  Master's brother R went with me, and we chatted in between watching.  He's very good at explaining what is going on, and cute besides.  Gotta love it.  On the way home He pulled me into a favourite store of ours and bought me a birthday gift.  i protested loudly, insisting He shouldn't do this, but (typical Dom) He wasn't listening.

     i have this thing for hands.  i absolutely love wood carvings (or any material for that matter) of hands.  And pictures of hands.  i love watching people express with their hands, and i find all variations and ages of hands equally interesting.  Particularly old hands, and baby hands.  Baby hands are just so incredibly smooth, fragile and un-used, merely waiting to experience life.  And old hands show the years of wear and tear and pain and pleasure in such an interesting, crinkly way.  R bought me a very elegant, carved-wood hand, arranged in a classic Indonesian dancer's pose.  i absolutely love it.

     i was positively indulged this year.  The hand, and Master giving me the painting (which also reminds me of the ocean in Indonesia, i swam in all those years ago), plus bringing me another gift when i was visiting my daughter (a small wooden box with earrings inside ... i'm equally passionate about boxes) and all in all i'm a very happy camper.

PS (and a new logo for the ezine :)  Thanks Frank!)

It's important to study it carefully ... once you do, you will see a maple leaf, but upon closer inspection you see the side view of a face with a ball gag about to be put in place ... the red circle is the ball, with a strap leading from it.  The funny little "L" gidgy is an eye.