Mid day rhapsody

8 hours sleep - 10 even - oh what joy!
So many lovely things this week to wax lyrical about.

At work...
Being made coffee in little cups with saucers by proud colleague(yes, good crema, yes very nice); being offered snacks by different colleague like this: "treat?" which makes me laugh every timen because I feel like I am being puppy schooled; laughing together at weaselly words such as 'quantum' (what is the quantum of that? - ie how much) and 'material'(yes but is it material - as in is it significant, worth worrying about) and at our funny typos.. mine writing 'Contents (daft)' and another boy's of writing 'Intuitional arrangements' rather than institutional. Sneaky coffee breaks downstairs, and lovely chat at lunch and in betweeb the gaps of working and thinking. Little snippets of personal revelation (revealing) as we dance around the boundaries of professional iterraction and divulge, share, build friendships.

At home...
Phone messages! Old friend from school who I rarely see and haven't spoken to for a year or so ringing me and singing happy birthday on the answering machine; mum ringing to let bub say hello to be on the answering machine and to tell me amazedly that last week he said 'zebra' at a picture in a book; people ringing who have seen the info about a wkshop I'm running and offerring to help promote it (yes! yes! all the help I can get - thankyou). A little handful of emails from all around the country from people wanting to come to the wkshop, and wanting more info, and having lovely email sign offs like 'in peace' and 'blessings' and 'for the earth' - so nice to have interractions with strangers who nonetheless seem warm and engaged. Amazing as welll to see trust in action - people trust some humble little community organised event to be worth going to - I trust them all not to be stalkers and hence bravely put my email and even phone number on things.

In the letterbox:
Lovely bday postcard of la luna all the way from Brazil- look forward to seeing you back soon miss B; and, delightfully a CD package from Betty Sue with the damned spunkiest cover arrangement made from tracing paper and funky mattt sheer stickers (including the thinking girls crumpet in his role as a pirate)and all. Why do cd's come in anything different?? I think you have a career in cover art my dear..

And yesterday a lovely dinner in the city with a view of the whole world almost from friends balcony. And story telling, lovely stories.