hello. i'm jenny page. long ago, i had a kick#ss band in bakersfield cali, the dusk devils. you still can find dd music online. i'm from a wonderful family & now live in the mountains of cali with my dear spouse, whiteboy james, aka james or other names i won't list here. we're as happy as two nuts can be. life's an adventure, a chore, a beauty, a choice, a turn -- short, but as good as you make it (in this culture, anyways), so let's not forget that!
Saturday, August 27, 2022
hello!
-i haven't blogged in some time, so will check in now. am looking at how to build a boulder retaining wall. interesting stuff! there are lots and lots of rocks and boulders around here, but i don't have a skip loader or anything like that, so need to think on it some more. railroad ties would be dramatic, but they're not common to locate.
-anyways, mama gave me this computer w a larger screen, so it's nice to use tho it's old & slow. i was shocked by how many old photos are on here of us all, seeing how everyone's aged in 10-12 yrs, realizing tho i don't have my looks much anymore, i'm much more satisfied with how life is now. but man, we had some adventures! i wouldn't changed anything.
-school has resumed & i really enjoy being a kindly cornball there. i know every kid's name & walk the halls greeting & hugging, even. it feels just fine to be warm & friendly w them all. our school is the prettiest you've ever seen, an old mission-style complex nestled right beside fort tejon, with mountains and blue skies all around. every day i drag my lazy butt out of bed & get to work & then am reminded of how lucky i am.
-tomorrow's a gig at malainey's with lee campbell on drums. that will be super fun! the one show w lee went really well. everyone was comfortable & happy. looking fwd to it.
-last night we watched trainwreck, a doc about woodstock 99. what an aptly named picture. am reminded of a quote i read yesterday: "american life is unbounded promise and hypocrisy, faith and greed, new spectrums of joy and self-doubt, freedom enable by enslavement. all of these things at once." (my dad & curt cobain, hua hsu, new yorker aug 22 2022) & that leads to a profile of the biden family i just read in that same new yorker issue. biden sr (biden's dad) told his family little of his life, having had a history that recalled (for me) that of bill wilson: striving for fortune, hit by the depression, alcoholism, illegalities, madness, disappointment. i am moved by families blighted by addiction, like mine is, like my life has been, like james's has been. and i was moved to read biden has been sworn into office for the past 50 years using a bible that belonged to his "aunt al," the wife of his dad's best cousin. joe's mom would go pick aunt al up every day & she would sit on the left side of the couch, & then every evening, his mom drove her home. their loyalty toward aunt al remained, but the families in general by that time had called it quits. too many sad & difficult days.
- in the article, a child of the cousin's family concluded, "they ended up in the white house; we ended up in the trailer park." families are complicated. i loathe some of mine, avoid others, am wary of a few, yet love & cherish many. i would lay down my life for some. that bible still means sometime to joe, & i'm not religious, but i understand.
- well, this has been my boring entry. certainly lots more has happened, my trip to texas, the end of summer, stepwork, better health, but that's it for now.
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Always glad to see your posts. Very happy that life is still being so good to ya! You deserve it lady! And BAH! You still got looks and then some, unlike some of us who are aging from the inside out! LOL
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