Not that our broken hearts are 100% but they are healing...and we had another mishap this week...probably my fault. I have been plagued with the menacing summer cold and Lysol'd the entire house down...'fraid thats when it happened, Our oldest Lovebird Talyon overcome by fumes passed away...my heart and head couldn't intially understand why the sudden appartently bizarre passing but after some research...poor Talyon was up against the "perfect storm" as Teflon is toxic to Lovebirds (maybe all birds), as are air fresheners and scented candles...so for those who know me...I'm a scent whore...I love, I mean LOVE my difusers, Salt City (you know those ultra scented ones) candles...and the day of Talyon's passing not only did I use the Teflon pan for said therupeutic grilled cheese sandwich on sick day, I had a scented candle going and the difuser was unplugged and turned sideways...so all the goo leaked out (yes right by the birdcage) and then there was the birage of lysol. Oh Talyon, for a bird originally destined for Meepers breakfast, we are thrilled you graced our lives for seven years and Pilot is not alone in missing you everyday!
To balance this post I offer ourtherapy adventure to remind us, Life moves on...no matter how funky and hard...you have to move on. So with Lori O watching our flock we headed to San Francisco Friday afternoon. We had tickets (bought months in advance) to see the Tut exhibit, at the De Young and tickets to Wicked. We go into the city around 7, headed straight to sushi and for those under 18 don't read the rest of this (or those easily offended) last time we were in Japantown I eyed, and yeah laughed at one of the many sushi choices ...this place was called FUKU Sushi. So thats where my sights were set....after all we"ve been through it only seemed appropriate that we had a little FUKU Sushi (sorry, I realllllly think I'm funny) and actually the sushi was great. The Kirin, Kirin Large was even better. We relaxed, laughed and enjoyed some delish sushi. Too bad they don't sell shirts...I woulda bought one! Next...beer in our belly we (read, I dragged Rich) to Pica Pica. Pica Pica is a Japanesse photoboutique where yes 12 year old girls go and take pictures, dress up, add glitter and little hearts to these 1X 1 photos that costs $10. But the Sanrio fan in me got caught up, Rich refused past trips...this it was the plusing techno music...scared him to flash backs to Burning man...Thank you beer...I got him in the door. Well I was soooo excited, I didn't let the guy explain all the instructions...then I proceeded to jump up and down (don't ask me why, it just seemed like I needed to jump) and the pictures were not only blurry but then we didn't pick them in time...we wound up with one shot of us....for memory sake.
Then there was today, up and at 'em early...Tut exhibit was great...I was "in to it" only to have RIch tell me at the end...oh he was so disappointed because the sarcogaphous' and the outter boxes of gold where in this exhibit. He had seen it originally in New York in '78 ...I was a little bummed but still something I'd never seen and I was thankful for what I did see.
Next off to the Orpheum for Wicked...Now Bren and Lor all I can say is "GO, run...do not walk" to see this. I have not been so moved by a play ever...I was wracking my sinus bubbling nose and body at different points during the show. (Bren YOU WILL BE A MESS) They took liberities with the story but I didn't mind...I loved it and it....well I'm just going to say it, It touched my soul. And Rich thanks for puting up with my overactive sinuses. It was therapy in ways deeper that I want to discuss...as I have no more liquids left to epp outta my body. I love you all for many kind thoughts...some times theres high points, sometime low...but our motto, is keep it moving forward.
