Waiting for the Marsupials

One of the blasted Australian pines, but look how great the edges are against the sky. This was taken soon after the hurricane when most of the needles were off, now the tree is much more filled in.

First of all, a disclaimer: I am not a luncheon-kinda-gal. I love going out to lunch with friends, but the organized luncheon for me is pretty skippable. But today there was an end-of-season luncheon for women still hanging around the club so I went. As soon as I signed on they told me to bring a $20 white elephant gift so I took one of my decoupage plates since I am selling them for more than that. I polished it up and signed and dated a Palm Plate and wrapped it in fancy tissue. It seemed that the plan for the day was for us to meet other people so we had to draw table numbers out of a basket- this is good because there were people I would rather not sit with unless the fates designate I should. I was with 6 women I didn't know, had only met 2 before, but briefly.

The gifts were for a Chinese auction, something to get us talking and intereacting and parts of it were fun to watch but other parts were absolutely incomprehennsible to me--- like this: The first present opened was a large one- inside were two 3' ugly bunnies dressed in ugly pinafores and baggy pants. The legs dangled and the ears were limp- they were NOT attractive bunnies but the ladies loved them. There wasn't a round that went by without someone taking the bunnies as the best prize in the house. Well, there was one round- mine. I got a set of 3 travel cosmetic cases with little palm trees on them- nice, but I really don't need anything like that. But back to the bunnies- WHY do these women adore stupid bunnies? Some have grandchildren, one admitted to 'collecting bunnies', and the woman next to me wanted to give them to her dog, a little ankle-biter who would be dwarfed by them. Round and round we went with the friggin' bunnies.

Holy crapola! I just looked at the Horror-Scope for the day: "Sort through all the areas of your life and say goodbye to people who hold you back."


These guys look so much like Br'er, who was probably a Havana Rex derivitive.

What's wrong that I don't enjoy this? And let me tell you about Br'er, my former best pet ever. He was a mutt black rabbit who lived in my apartment with me and attacked TY whenever he stayed over. He was litter trained and would walk on his hind legs across the room for a chocolate chip and I loved him dearly. He traveled with me in a straw basket under the plane seat and attracted attention wherever he went. I 'collected' rabbit likenesses for years after Br'er was gone until there were rabbits all over the house. But never did I collect a stupid rabbit, never one in clothes because, DUH, rabbits don't wear clothes.

Basically I don't like women who like clothed rabbits I guess. Now I will get rid of 'em!