Yin and Yang

Life is so much fun. The wonderful Mr. Ozawa exceeded expectations in dealing with the gutters, soffit and eaves and the drainage situation. It rained for days and the basement is dry for the first time in years. He'll return tomorrow to discuss the next step in wrestling Grey Gardens into submission. No animal sightings except for the three hundred flies hanging in my bathroom when I returned from Vancouver Saturday night.

I figured out that the flies were actually promoted maggots who had been dining on whatever dead animal was stinking up my bathroom. It was under the floor boards, and they used the hole in the bathroom floor from the removed radiator to "move on up." I think they were part of the "jobs saved or created" group.

I felt like Tippi Hedron in "The Birds" as I ran to open the window and then slam the door. A half an hour later most of them were gone.

Today, I got thrown out of Whole Foods because the manager noticed Eddie and Lulu in the baby carriage, I refuse to leave them tied up when we walk to Whole Foods, and had no idea it was illegal to take them into the store in a carrier as opposed to all the real human babies with dirty diapers.

I was terribly discouraged, so I decided to walk down to the next shopping complex and have a bagel with cream cheese, a real treat. After walking with the dogs and the carriage for fifteen mintues, I was informed that the minimum for a credit card was ten bucks. No cash. Saved from the calories! Walked home.

Got an email from the gal on ebay from whom I had purchased some Hermes clip earrings. She sent me the receipt from ebay. It had the wrong address on it. She also sent the ebay instructions for delivery which had the wrong address on it. Somehow the earrings were sent to South Carolina to an address where I stayed briefly last December. I checked my ebay and paypal account and found my address was correct. After three phone calls and more than an hour on the phone, i finally got ebay to agree they made a mistake and they will refund the money to both the seller and me.. I called South Carolina. The post office said the mailperson had left the package on the front porch at the address. I called the agent who handles the villa. She called the cleaning woman who not only had the package, but said she had opened it and had the earrings. Soon I will have them. Maybe.

Then i went to pick up Ullrich's car at the mechanic because I am without transportation. The wonderful mechanic had ordered parts for my recently deceased Honda del Sol, which Ullrich totaled on Monday, and I told him I would pay for them anyway because I knew he had put the money out. He said he could return the two that weren't special order, so it only cost me a hundred dollars. So honest. So sweet.

Speaking of honest and sweet, the housekeeper at the great hotel where I stayed in Vancouver, the Opus, called me back as I left the room to tell me I had left some money on the desk. I told her it was for her. Should have doubled it. More honesty. More sweetness.

So, up/down/up/down. Always interesting and fun. Plus my clients last week from Perkins and Will and Busby Perkins and Will were the best.

Love and Support from friends and strangers

My dear friend, Pat Magee, just flew back to St. Louis, leaving me and my house in much better shape. I knew Pat in high school, although we didn't hang out because she was in the intelligent and directed tier at our school and I was a member of the smart and undirected group. Pat tells me they envied my group because we all laughed and got into college without appearing to concentrate, and they suspected we had sex. We didn't envy them at all, even though we knew they were our superiors and admired them. We did not suspect any of them of having sex.

Fast forward to our fortieth high school reunion. I walked in the door, Pat was right there, we started talking, and it was like falling in love at first sight. We have been tight friends since. She lived in the Bay Area (SFO) within walking distance of Oracle where she was happy to no longer work. Every time I went to SFO for biz, and sometimes just to play, I stayed at her magical apartment. She moved back to St. Louis last year, but I have yet to visit.

When I called a couple of weeks ago, at the height of the Grey Gardens fiasco, she volunteered to fly out and help me get things in order, and she did. We just finished a five day laugh-a-thon while we cleaned closets, and bought stuff the house needed to survive. (space heaters, vacuum cleaner capable of being pushed by a human, de-humidifier, innumerable baskets and storage things and, her very favorite, SPACE BAGS). I think our mere presence also scared the rat and raccoons away. The wonderful Mr. Ozawa, the contractor working on the roof, got rid of the squirrels.

I am so grateful. I am so lucky.

We even took the cushions for the banquette, which have been sitting in the basement for FOUR YEARS to the upholsterer.

The support from strangers is also a wonderful thing. In the last few days I've run into remarkable people working at Loewes. Even had the same happy check out gal two days in a row and she remembered us. The upholstery people, whom I haven't seen in years, were charming and upbeat, and the overworked gal at Boston Market, of all places, made me ignore the wait while I watched her handle three things simultaneously, remaining cheerful and competent. This is how the world should run, and it wouldn't cost a penny more.

The third source of joy in my every day life is the wondrous team of J and Quinn. I had about given up on my beloved nephew, Jack, ever developing sensible taste in women and then J appeared. I couldn't have created a more perfect partner for him. She is smart, strong (a professional firefighter), brave (went to Smith- haahah), beautiful, funny and ernest. She has produced a most gorgeous, happy, smart baby, the lovely Miss Quinn.

The amount of time, energy, creativity and love J. has put into this latest endeavor is impressive by any new mother standards. She did this while producing and storing gallons of mother's milk, working with her parents as a partner in their high level human development business, keeping in touch by Skype with Jack who is in Afghanistan, and managing three dogs and two cats as well as a zillion friends and over-interested relatives like me. Her blog is the first page I turn to every day, and I can't get enough of the pictures.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to both friends and strangers for keeping the grace in circulation. I'll try to do my part.