It’s Cherry Blossom Festival time in lil’ ol’ Macon, Ga. Lots & Lots of people lookin’ at barely pink blooms of Yoshino Cherry trees. We have more than Washington D.C. & their fest is nationally televised. Ours is crowded enough, tho, thanks! LOL
Every year one of the big highlights for me is the Ocmulgee lantern tour. You can walk the paths of the Ocmulgee Indian mounds in the dark! It’s spectacular. I got to do it once, about 20 years ago. It was Soooooooooo cool! & Every year, I hope to do it again. But alas, not this year. Once again, I either worked ( every freakin’ day this week, of course.) or I sat here. Today ( Saturday) I did go, by myself, to the Mulberry street arts & crafts fair. I’m sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sick of sitting here, doing nothing on my day off!!! ( Granted, I didn’t leave the house ’til after 1pm, but I did leave! LOL) Of course We were supposed to go, & to the fair, & to the Indian Mounds & to see Howl at Society Garden. But NOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Instead I’m sitting at home wishing I was doing something. Story of my freakin’ life. ~sigh~
Last Sunday we Did march in the Cherry Blossom Festival Parade with a few of the other local 501st/Ocmulgee squad folks. They put us dead freakin’ last, so, as usual, we stood around, melting for almost 3 hours before we even started. Then, as usual ( Why do they do this shit?!?!?!?) , we had to walk 5 blocks to get to the beginning of the parade route. ~sigh~ The parade itself lasts maybe 45 min. ( 4 blocks up, 1 block over, 4 blocks back) But the marching part of the parade was great! ~smile~ I got to see a few folks, so that was cool. Vader is always a big hit. & Suzanne’s daughter Lauren got some pretty good pix.
Above Jedi photo by Tola Abijade
So he was all excited about marchin’ in the parade. So now he’s all fired up about Star Wars again. Yeee haaaaw. ~eye roll~ I just get tired of listening to him bitch about the fandom. Yet, he wants to troop. If you troop, you have to talk to the fans! DUH!!! Arrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh (He’s like me & does NOT like what Disney’s doin’. Throwin’ out all the previous stuff, but workin’ it back in anyway, under different names. Grrrrrrr) Anyway, by the time we were done with the parade, we were tired. Plus, I still had to finish cleaning The Wise Blood House. So I went back to work. No after parade dinner with the squad for us.
That’s when he said we’d do the arts & crafts thing, & the fair, & the lantern tour. Did we, nope. So I go back to work tomorrow for a long day at The Wise Blood House, & so begins my week. Joyous.
Oh, & to top it off ( which I’m sure is half the reason he doesn’t want to do anything….), the idiot “farm hand” his Dad has workin’ for him, managed to get “our” horse killed Friday afternoon. He turned Fudge, along with 8-10 other, unfamiliar, horses into a small 5 acre pasture & they started pickin’ on Fudge, ran him into a corner, & he reared up, & came down on a metal fence post. Now Fudge had been completely stall raised from the time he was born ( in 1999) ’til 2016, when Chad cautiously turned him out. ( We kept our eye on him for the first few weeks, as he wasn’t savvy with the ways of the pasture. lol ) He was a Champion Paint show horse & stud allllllllllll of his life, until he came to the farm. ( He was gelded in 2015, which surprisingly, didn’t kill him.) Chad kept him stalled for almost 2 years, being pretty much the only person who took care of him. Then, because when we went somewhere, no one would take care of him, Chad turned him out, where he could at least graze! We rode Fudge, fed him, looked after him. & this idiot got him killed. To say Chad was/is livid is a bit of an understatement. No one likes the idiot anyway. Chad’s Mom won’t even let him in her yard!!! & Glen feels sorry for him ’cause he’s too stupid to get a job anywhere else. & yet somehow, I bet, Glen still has him workin’ for him. He’s broken I don’t know how much stuff, left gates open for horses & cows to get out & now this. Motherfucker would NEVER set foot on my property again, if it were me!!! So I kinda’ understand why he’s not in much of a mood to go out. But, maaaaaaaaaaaaybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee if he went out, he wouldn’t sit around & brood all day/night, either. Oh well, whatever, just another “lost” day off. Why should he care if all *I* ever do is work. What the fuck. It just annoys the piss outta’ me!!! The lantern tour & Howl at Society Garden were both FREE events. No money required! I realize he’s still without a job, but I think I can afford $10 to take us out 1 night of the week. But noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. So here I sit. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna’ sit down there with him. If he wants to sit at home & be miserable, then he can do it by himself, as can I. He doesn’t need me to keep him company.
So there’s another exciting weekend for me. Next weekend, it’s work, work, work…