05.08.09
Married woman getting flowers on a regular day is a rare occasion.
This is a give-in after my chronic complaints and nudging whenever I pass by a florist’s.
I don’t mind I have to ask for it, as long as I get it. Lol…
summary of Z day
Not a bad day…
I wowed to not go to the city again this week (at least not alone by bus) and I am keeping it real.
Didn’t start doing the stuff until mid afternoon but by 5 ++pm I ‘d sketched 4 models and there is one ready in my mind.
And great evening.
And by the way B if you are reading this it’s very nice to see you again 
So not a bad day at all, although it started slowly.
05.03.09
I miss receiving flowers.
Gordo used to buy me flowers.
Now it’s like the song by Barbara Streinsand–”You don’t buy me flowers anymore.”
According to him, now they are “sexual organs of plants.” Nice!
Buddha
Flower Power II
Mid Spring on Lotus Mountain.
Holiday crowd sucks.
The only good thing was the flower bloom.
You know who.
Me and Mom
Mom
Went to Cohiba in the evening. Gordo looked so nice with the pimp shirt I made for him.Not because I made it. Jenny made a comment too.
I hate holidays.