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Jerk Neighbor

May 4, 2016May 4, 2016by Sidewalk Face at Eagle-Crow-Owl5 Comments

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This paint stain is two blocks away and I go by it quite often. I’ve made several Sidewalk Faces there. A few days ago I noticed that some of the paint was peeling in a way that could look like eyes so I get a rusty nail out of my purse. While I’m squatting and scratching out the face I feel a shadow fall and look up to a looming figure saying something I can’t understand. It’s disconcerting to have someone right next to you without realizing it. I’m listening to a 2DopeQueens podcast and I’m confused.

I take out my ear buds and Neighbor says What are you doing? I start to answer and Neighbor interrupts by pointing at a small dog poop and asks if my dog did it. No! I say and continue to explain myself but he turns and walks away, going behind a large bush where he is watering a small garden. I am pretty sure Decaf pooped on the previous block but suddenly I wonder if I missed seeing him do it again because I was so absorbed in making my face. The poop is the right size and color and I am feeling bad that I didn’t notice.

I stop making the face (it’s coming out so good!). Pick up the poop. It’s totally cold. Not his. This poop has been here for at least an hour. I decide to share this information with Neighbor so he will know I am not the inconsiderate dog owner he thinks I am. Neighbor does not care. I come at him with a torrent of polite words and he says “TMI” and then mutters “asshole”.

Shit. I can’t very well go take the photo now. Too awkward. I anxiously walk Decaf about 10 more minutes, throw away the actual inconsiderate dog owner’s dog poop, cycle back, get the photo and go.

The next day I walk by and the paint stain is all hacked up. Me thinks Neighbor did this to thwart me. Well, Ha! Jerk Neighbor. Jokes on you. Now I can make even more faces from this stain. You can’t keep this polite pareidoliast down.

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Talented Husband Turns Our Lemons To Lemonade

August 24, 2015August 28, 2015by Sidewalk Face at Eagle-Crow-Owl4 Comments

These three things happened this week. I made Andy draw them. He is so good at drawing.

1. While walking our dog Decaf, Andy picked up the poop, tied off the bag, walked to a trash can and threw his iPhone away. He then proceeded down the block carrying the poop. No worries there.

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He told me the trash can was really nasty and it was difficult to get the phone back. Sorry hon.

2. Decaf has fleas. They are super duper bad this summer and our normal flea potion has been rendered ineffective by genetic mutation. Good job Fleas.

We comb the fleas off everyday with our lice comb. How nice that it can do two jobs, so handy. Andy thinks I am partly baboon because I like combing for fleas. I could do it all day. Olive wanted to show solidarity with Decaf so she snuggled him while I was removing fleas. They can hop off that comb mighty quick. I am not sure putting your hair in proximity is a good idea. But you cannot say: this is the stupidest thing I have ever seen in my life! because kids remember that stuff forever and that’s who you will die as, the person who told them they are stupid. They won’t even remember that they offered their head as the last refuge to a terminal flea. But you know what? My girl loves her dog. Way to go Olive, relationships first!

3. This one happens every week. I wish I could be nicer to my family. I love them so much.

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Not What I Expected

March 31, 2015November 5, 2019by Sidewalk Face at Eagle-Crow-Owl8 Comments

The son and husband got on a plane and left me alone in my own home for the first time in over a decade. I have been fantasizing about this scenerio during my motherhood years like other people fantasize about winning the lottery. Expectations ran high.

It will surprise no one that nothing hoped for has came to pass. The biggest culprit by far is a mojo eridicating cold that gets worse not better as the days wear on. It’s pretty hard to live the dream drowning in snot. I also have a significant amount of work. That’s why I am not traveling with the clan in the first place. Shouldn’t be a big deal. I like my work and it’s easier to work when alone. Let’s just say if all I wanted from this holiday was to work, I’d be yelling thank you Santa!

What were my hopes for this period? They are so ridiculously mundane how could their being dashed even register. I wanted to scrub and mop the kitchen floor. I wanted to get everything clean the way I do on the weekends and then enjoy it staying clean all week since nobody including me was going to use anything. If that went well, I thought I would neaten up a couple book shelves. Can you believe it? The fun I had planned! Last but not least, and way less modest, I was going to make some art. The kind you make when no one is bugging you and time is on your side. I don’t know what kind that is, I was curious to find out. I made some a long time ago and it was interesting.

What I have actually been doing is not cleaning anything, and I mean ANYTHING, including not washing out a frying pan soaking in water that had been used to sauté shrimp 5 days ago. The smell under that lid, I shudder. Poor Andy, do you think he will have to clean it when he gets back?

This is so not like me.

All of my meals have been either take out or almonds or coffee. I have watched quite a few episodes of Justified. I like Raylan. I like the way he smiles really friendly when he is mad. I want to try that.

Last night my throat hurt so I heated up some ginger tea, added the cayenne, honey and lemon like you do. You know what could take that drink to another level? Bourbon. It did. That’s my accomplishment, turing my home remedy into a cocktail. Cheers!

And you know what, that must have helped. I’m not about being bitter and boiling in disappointment so I have a new goal for this “break” and I am well on my way to achieving it. I am going to turn Decaf into MY dog. He’s our family dog and he loves me already but his heart belongs to Andy who has deserved this as he feeds him and does all the late night dogs walks as well as most of the other walks. But now I have the upper hand. I am giving him cheese and letting him eat all the gross meat bits he can find in the park. He is sitting on my lap right now. In life you have got to roll with the punches, even when you thought you were going to smell the roses.