The Furious Spinner

What does Fandango Friday mean? Well, let me tell you—since I looked it up and all. Fandango is "an animated Spanish or Spanish-American dance in triple time." OK. I still don't know what it is since I don't know what triple time means. Call me ignorant. Or call me and tell me what dancing in triple time means. Badda-boom.

I couldn't resist posting today. Mario is upstairs writing. The house is quiet. The music in the background sounds like the Universe breathing. It is a perfect moment. Do you know that particular hush when things are either scary or wonderful? Today, it is wonderful. I want to breathe in and out and enjoy it. Outside, poppy greens have come up. I imagine my flowers beds vibrant orange with their flowers this summer. Maybe I will plant poppies everywhere. They make me laugh.

I have "sold" five essays this week. Five! I'm a writing machine. (I say "sold" because not all journals pay in cash dollars.) I've had two essays on Common Dreams this week and one on Alternet. Under the Sun wants to publish "Light," one of my Falling essays, and EarthFirst! Journal is publishing "The Disappeared." I've been thinking about these essays, and they are all very serious. I do have a sense of humor. Really. Parts of my novels are laugh riots. Perhaps I'll post my Falling essay about whether bears (and other creatures) poop in the woods. Nothing like scatological writing to prove you have a sense of humor.

This morning I awakened at 6:30 a.m. Mario was still sleeping off the cough syrup narcotics, so I came downstairs. In an hour and a half, I made yellow split pea soup and spaghetti sauce (both from scratch, all natural, organic, and vegetarian). I did three loads of laundry, vacuumed, washed the dishes, and made myself breakfast. It felt great. Some day I will do a piece on that split pea soup—it is amazingly delicious. Anyway, I hope you can delight in my delight. I love being able to do ordinary simple things. When I was so sick, I couldn't even walk across the room without the world spinning. Doing the laundry or washing dishes was completely beyond me. I missed having the ability—the capability. So now I am very grateful and happy when I have energy.

Ahhh, I've figured out what Fandango Friday is. I think it's the dance of joy I just did around my living room. In triple time.

Have a great weekend, Furious Spinners.

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