|February 19, 2015
||[Feb. 19th, 2015|11:55 pm]
Up late morning, and it was still snowing, with some strong flurries at times. Typical lake-effect snow, actually. Still, we didn't get all that much accumulation. queenmomcat went out to wave the shovel around a little, but I didn't feel compelled to follow her out to clean up afterwards.
Instead, I did some laundry, sorted some of the papers on my desk (which are starting to pile up again), and started to update my LiveJournal. I took a break to boil some eggs for the week and balance the checkbook, but after that I finished updating and even took time to do some dishes. I spent the rest of the afternoon puttering about online, and for a change I didn't take a nap. So a good, busy day.
In the evening, I wrote my first piece of what can be called occasional verse since high school, a little thing inspired by the lunar New Year:
CHINESE NEW YEAR, 2015
My wife, lucky one, gets to be the fire horse.
I’m stuck with earth monkey, scratching the dirt for food,
hairy back full of parasites. We shouldn’t
be together, say the astrologers --
poor little monkey gets burned riding the fire.
But what does this matter? Twenty-two lunar years
we’ve been together, the wrong combination. So hey,
celebrate what you want. The moon is there.
Its regular cycles put our desires to shame.
Happy year of the sheep. Or goat. Or ram.
It's a nice bit of frivolity that probably won't end up in my collection-in-progress, but it was fun to write. And queenmomcat actually liked it, which is unusual for my poetry. Usually it just confuses her.
In the evening, queenmomcat and I went out for our weekly dinner date night. It was very pleasant. And now I'm just counting down the minutes until bed time. I work at the book store tomorrow, so I need some sleep tonight.