The weather is
endlessly unfriendly; progress on the doily dress continues to be slow because
I am not at all in a hurry. However I’m almost finished the structure of the
skirt; it’s the most demanding part of the dress.
Monday night my
surrogate daughter, Jessica, came for an over-nighter. It’s as much fun having
her stay over as it was having a best friend do the same when I was a kid.
I’m in a
non-confidence mood after the high of last week; I’m feeling certain that my
play will be too light in subject and too dense in ideas for Boca. Soon I’ll know, one way or the
other.
I saw a photo
of Melania Trump taken with sick children in a hospital that was taken very
recently. It’s the standard political opportunistic photo-op but incredibly
ironic given her horror of a husband is about to cut of a zillion families from
their health care. She and her husband make maggots look cute.
Today begins
with Dr. Shoja at nine AM, then its back to the dress. I’m kind of glad that
Peter and Ivan are going to see one in progress tomorrow.
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