February 18th, 2005
|10:34 am - Around the world and home again|
I had the camera, and hoppie was fussing around looking for pictures and accusing me of devaluing his pictures because he took them because I put them in the case instead of carrying them around. I don't remember what my actual motivtion was. I think I didn't want to carry them around. While we were bickering, our friend came in from the other room and asked if I would help her round up this family for pictures. She'd had them all lined up, then they'd drifted off.
As we walked back to the rooms she'd been in, she told me to look for any little girls, as they would be what I would be rounding up. She headed off one way, and I headed off another.
Almost immediately I ran into a little girl, so I picked her up and asked her what was up. She told me she was hiding from the picture lady. I told her I was the picture lady. She tried to run away, so I said, "Whoa. Why don't you tell me what this about. Why are you hiding from the picture lady?"
She told me the picture lady was mean and kept yelling and moving them.
I assured her that wouldn't happen anymore, the picture lady just wanted a good picture of her family, and everythign would be fine.
Then another, smaller girl, ran into me. I picked her up too, and carried them both into the next room. There was my friend, leaning over the mother of girls. She had a large bruise composed of finger sized bruises on her leg above her knee. She was showing it to my friend. My friend was horrified. She's apparently done that in her determination to get the perfect picture.
I put the girls down and held out my arms. My friend collapsed into my arms crying that she didn't meant to do it. She didn't mean to scare and terrorize and hurt people. She just wanted the perfect picture.
I said, "We all want the perfect picture, but this life. Nothing is perfect." I soothed her. "We'll do it well, and that will have to be close enough."
She shook herself off and we went back to gathering the kids. I picked up the first girl and took her to the bathroom, and couldn't remember why I'd done it, but she told me that she had said she wanted to go to the bathroom. One of her other sisters was in there already, though, so I took the one I had back outside to wait for the sister to finish. And then I woke up.
Me: So I got review comments from the development manager.
Hoppie: This document is horrible?
Me: No, he said it was good, there was just a few small things...
Hoppie: Like everything after page 17 was wrong?
Me: No. I'm not complaining about the development manager. I'm complaining about somoene else.
Hoppie: Ah. Let me guess...
Me: Yeah, so he came up to me...
Hoppie: To point out that he'd seen everything the development manager saw, but the manager just got the mail off faster.
Entire table breaks out laughing.
Me: Yeah, that's it.
karnil: I see, you know her coworkers.
Hoppie: Oh yeah. Got a code for that?
Me: I do now.
Me: So what do you think the flower decoration on that plate is made of.
All look at the decoration. It is white with slight shading on a number of the petals. Hoppie picks it up. It is in five separate pieces held together by toothpicks.
Hoppie: What did they make them out of at other places.
We look at the flower. It is obviously not carrot.
kyzoku: Kinda big pieces for radish aren't they?
Me: They do grow some big radishes.
I notice the waiter is watching us curiously, looking amused. He sees me notice him and comes over to see if we want anything. Hoppie has started sampling the flower to try to identify the taste.
Me: We were wondering what the flowers were made of.
Waiter: trying not to laugh Oh.
Me: Yes! I win!
All laugh, including the waiter
Hoppie: puts his hand on my shoulder and pauses dramatically I knew it was radish before you said it, of course.
Your Existing Situation
The existing situation contains critical or dangerous elements for which it is imperative that some solution be found. This may lead to sudden, even reckless, decisions. Self-willed and rejects any advice from others.
Your Stress Sources
The existing situation is disagreeable. Has an unsatisfied need to ally herself with others whose standards are as high as her own, and to stand out from the rank and file. Her control of her sensual instincts restricts her ability to give herself, but the resulting isolation leads to the urge to surrender and allow herself to merge with another. This disturbs her. as such instincts are regarded as weaknesses to be overcome; she feels that only by continued self-restraint can she hope to maintain her attitude of individual superiority. Wants to be loved or admired for herself alone; needs attention, recognition, and the esteem of others.
Your Restrained Characteristics
An unadmitted lack of confidence makes her careful to avoid open conflict and she feels she must make the best of things as they are.
Feels that she is receiving less than her share and that there is no one on whom she can rely for sympathy and understanding. Pent-up emotions and a certain egocentricity make her quick to take offense, but she realizes that she has to make the best of things as they are.
Your Desired Objective
Seeks affectionate, satisfying and harmonious relationships. Desires an intimate union, in which there is a love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust.
Your Actual Problem
Wants to be valued and respected, and seeks this from a close and peaceful association of mutual esteem.
Your Actual Problem #2
Needs to achieve a stable and peaceful condition, enabling her to free herself of the worry that she may be prevented from achieving all the things she wants.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Patti LaBelle - If You Asked Me To