Questions for Dominants Review

I was surprised when I just looked to find that I seem to have gone through all my questions. I don’t know if that’s good or bad that I didn’t know.

I think this was at least an interesting exercise for me. I don’t know that it was particularly enlightening for anyone else, but it you pays your money and you takes your chances, as they say.

I suspect I might do a similar sort of thing again in a bit, but I’ll probably focus on a different topic, like relationships or community. We shall see.

I haven’t finished processing the weekend yet, so I’ll give that another day to stew around.

We’ll do another party for the community center, Fringe Elements. It should be a fun event, and we’ll meet tomorrow to plan it. The last one went well and we’ve made some improvements for the next time.

We’ll do a renovation – repainting, a few small changes – in the dining room so I’ve been packing up dishes.

It’s amazing how many connections your dishes have. My good dishes are a pattern called The Friendly Village on which I have served many many holiday dinners. I have silver pieces that remind me of someone, or some place.

I have a couple of children’s mugs I’ve had since I was a year or two old, china mugs with a small figure formed in the bottom, a cat in one, a dog or a bear, I forget which now – in the other. You can to drink all your milk to see the figure, of course.

I suppose if you look at it in a certain light you could also watch them drowning in milk, too, but let’s assume it’s the former.

I have dishes and serving pieces that were wedding gifts to me and drew. One of my favorites is a white piece, which looks like a giant oak leaf, with two white birds perched on one end.

Another one is a checkerboard casserole dish with a whimsical handle, something from my old Lesbian friend Marie. It’s really very much my taste, interesting pattern, a fancy finial of a handle.

I love vases, I really might try and get rid of some when I put things back, take stock on what duplicates what and what’s so similar there’s no point.

I have vases I’ve had 25 years or more, one lovely vase is a tall slim one, with a lovely etched wave that sweeps up the side. It was a gift from my Lesbian friend Lynnie, though if you have been reading long you know it’s really my ex-friend, but nonetheless.

I have a beautiful square glass cake stand, something I found at a yard sale to benefit the local Tai Chi centers. I paid the ridiculous-to-me price for it, a whole $12.

A few weeks later I found the very same one on my sister-in-law’s counter and commented on it. She had found it at an antique store lately and from the sour face she took on, I suspect she paid several times that.

I still have a bit of packing to do, a few vases, a couple of awkward pieces, the kinds of things you leave until the end because they don’t really FIT anywhere. Some things didn’t have to be packed, they just had to be set on the floor or in the garage – it’s only going to be disarranged for a week or two, I hope, though I still have to get the replacement chandelier, but I think I know what I want.

And now it’s late enough that I should be thinking of bed, so on that housekeeping note…