William I tried, I really truly tried.

Lazy day. I did not have to work and I am completely caught up on my crafts. Laundry is piled up, but I can get that done tonight.

My friend Linda and I went and got a pedicure today. Only one pedicurist was available so I soaked my feet and started my massage chair (it was awesome) while he started on Linda first. About a minute later Linda jerked her feet away from him and told him that she would wait for the female pedicurist to be available. He shrugged and turned toward me "you want I do yours?" Linda gave me that don't look and mouthed "he hates feet", nevertheless I decided (reluctantly) to trust him and nodded yes. But because I'm an even bigger baby than Linda, I asked him to repeat after me: "gentle. soft." He did and I had a wonderful pedicure. The only thing was he was so afraid of hurting me, he had settled on an ultra-light touch, totally activating my ticklishness. I kept laughing. But given that he does not understand moderation at all, I did not dare tell him to press harder. I almost kicked him when he started rubbing my calves, it was tickling so bad, but I just took a deep breath and it eventually subsided. He massaged my feet for the longest time, Linda whispered behind a magazine "Well he seems pretty fond of your feet." Then, at my request, he chose my nail polish color: cherry. My feet are all soft and pretty now.

While drying my nails and waiting for Linda to finish up, I had the best interaction with a woman and her two young granddaughters. The oldest of the two, only twelve, washes and walks dogs for her neighbors to make extra money and volunteers for her local animal shelter in Atlanta, GA. How cool is that? Her younger sister is anxious to turn twelve so that she can follow in her footsteps. They were both lovely, smart girls -- though the twelve year old was checking her cellphone like a crackhead looking out his window every fucking five seconds.

Random Six (available to listen for one week):

Sarah McLachlan - Wait
Patti Smith Group - Because the Night
Neil Young - Shock and Awe
Marvin Gaye - Let's Get it On
Johnny Cash - I've Been Everywhere
The Moody Blues - Nice to Be Here

Sorry I go two weeks without posting and then bore you to death. Maybe something exciting will happen soon.

Wait a minute. Something kind of exciting happened last night. I got a collect call from the Pitt County jail! My heart was pounding out of my chest. My mind obviously went to my son. It didn't help that he used to sneak out of his dad's house to drag race while he was in high school (i like to self-righteously believe that he couldn't have done it under my roof; denial is a mother's right. but i digress...) So I accept, prepared for the worst, and on the other end is a very scared boy named William who had dialed the wrong number. So I got his mother's name and number so I could call her to let her know that he was in jail, but her phone was disconnected. I tried it again today and it's still off. This is really bothering me. I hope they gave him another phone call and that he knows that I really did try my best to help him.