It's been a week of lessons in "Be careful what you ask for"
The loudest lesson was around that adorable little car.
several times over the last month it's been hiding behind larger cars, and my first thought has been "Oh my God, someone stole my car."
Well, that finally happened.
The next part of that lesson was hoping that my car would be found, and that my shoes and costume bits would be in it still. I hoped my glasses might be in it as well, and at one point I said that I hoped for wheels too. Got it. All my requests ! I forgot to ask for a trunk lid, a hood, side panels, bumpers, gear box, stereo and cigarette lighter.
Sigh.
Well then....I want a two seated vehicle that I can put bio-diesel in, that looks nice, has some style, that I can park easily, that's in perfect running condition including sound brakes and working defroster/heater, that fits my budget, that I don't have to drive very far to get, that's safe to drive...what am I forgetting ? That I can see out of...
I promise that this time I'll get comprehensive insurance.

Yes, part of my lesson is to properly value and take care of the things that I have.

I'm trying very hard to end the pity party I've thrown myself, but it's alittle difficult to get out of the funk. Saturday I got literally bowled over by a teenager on a flying bicycle and was really banged up. Sunday I dislocated my shoulder; fortunately I had finished dressing all of the models for the fashion show that happened a bit later. Moday was a great day. Tuesday the car went for a disastrous trip.
Poor little me.

OK - My skin looks great from all the crying I've been doing, I have a wonderful significant other and a great deal of love in my life. Business is great. No one was hurt when my car was stolen. I've uncovered a bunch of emotional ick that was hiding behind some bravado and I've been going through it and cleaning it up; my dear friend Alexandra is in the same time zone for the week, so I was able to call her and cry on her shoulder and laugh at the situation in the way you can only do with your best friend; my Tribe friends helped me get my car back and made me feel tremedously supported and cared about. I got the circus costumes I took on when I really didn't have enough time to make them done in the nick of time and the client was so happy they tipped me enough to cover the towing and storage of my defunct car.

Now look at that - the 'good' list is much longer than the "woe" list. The pity party is over; it's time to wash the ashtrays and take out the garbage.

Alyscia just read the most absurd news story to me. A man in South Africa was forced to strip naked before being glued to his exercise bicycle by thieves who also glued his mouth shut before ransacking his home. It can always be worse, can't it ?

Ladies and gentlemen, please be so kind as to take a tiny moment of silence for "Little Blue", may she rest in peace.