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Aug. 10th, 2006 10:31 pmI just watched David Byrne's documentary called Ile Aye. It's about the calombre religion in Brazil. All those beautiful scenes of women being possessed by the orishas has put me in a strange mood. I was maniacally tying my hair up in knots as I watched it and afterwards, when it was time for me to walk Toby, I wandered outside like that: my hair in knots on top of my head, a shirt with no bra, shorts with no underwear, sandals, and with african music on my ipod. It was gorgeous out. The wind was blowing and a huge beautiful full moon wandered out of some clouds as Toby and I sat on the baseball field and watched it jump around the sky. Toby was so calm and happy. He just rolled and rolled in the grass and then rested near me for a long time. There's a storm brewing, it seems, so everything is full of excitement.
All the portents are good. A full moon tonight and, earlier, a huge red sun that was just setting as we rode our bikes to Harvard. (Red sun at night, sailor's delight.) We went there in search of my wedding ring, which we need for tomorrow, because we have an appointment at the City Clerk's at 10am. Bri bought one for me two months ago that I loved, but it was one size too small for me. It fits him perfectly, though, so now it's his ring. He's been wearing it for months. :) I've been living with a married man all this time, I tell him. How scandalous! :) We are trying to find the guy who made that ring and ask him to make one slightly larger for me, but until then, I'll be wearing the ring we bought tonight, a silver ring with turquoise triangles. It feels strange and heavy on my hand, but I've been admiring the way the silver catches the moonlight.
We bang our rings together and I say, "Wonder twin power, ACTIVATE!", because I find that endlessly amusing.
I forgot to tell you this. When we went to pick up our marriage license a few weeks ago, we found a parking space right smack in front of city hall and as we parked, the church bells across the street started ringing. It doesn't get any clearer than that. :) My last night of singledom and I feel strange but not frightened. Everything feels full of portent.
All the portents are good. A full moon tonight and, earlier, a huge red sun that was just setting as we rode our bikes to Harvard. (Red sun at night, sailor's delight.) We went there in search of my wedding ring, which we need for tomorrow, because we have an appointment at the City Clerk's at 10am. Bri bought one for me two months ago that I loved, but it was one size too small for me. It fits him perfectly, though, so now it's his ring. He's been wearing it for months. :) I've been living with a married man all this time, I tell him. How scandalous! :) We are trying to find the guy who made that ring and ask him to make one slightly larger for me, but until then, I'll be wearing the ring we bought tonight, a silver ring with turquoise triangles. It feels strange and heavy on my hand, but I've been admiring the way the silver catches the moonlight.
We bang our rings together and I say, "Wonder twin power, ACTIVATE!", because I find that endlessly amusing.
I forgot to tell you this. When we went to pick up our marriage license a few weeks ago, we found a parking space right smack in front of city hall and as we parked, the church bells across the street started ringing. It doesn't get any clearer than that. :) My last night of singledom and I feel strange but not frightened. Everything feels full of portent.
