2005-10-30

My Horse came in...
and Performance History Class...

Races

Day at the Races... and I WON!!!

Yep you heard me right! I won... a little bit.. not a whole lot.. but Yes.. I WON!!!

Well.. There were about 25 people in our group at the Racetrack. My father's friend hosted the event as a fundraiser. The thing I like about races is the Buffet.

ALL YOU CAN EAT!

Fried Chicken, Carved Roast Beef, and Pork, Salads Gallore, and NOT to mention the Deserts! Oh yesssss.. Chaosdaily would absoultly LOVE the smorgasborg of delectible delights. Of course I ate mostly Cesaer Salad! hehehe

Since the electricity went out at my Dad's early in the morning. The entire area went out. Not a big deal. Except we were planning on having roasted chicken for dinner. So we ate til our hearts content at the Races. WHY NOT? I couldn't wait to eat... never mind I need to go on a diet. This Food was FREE and I haven't eaten a decent meal in 3 weeks. So my budget didn't allow me to do any betting. But wouldn't ya know. Good ole Dad handed me $20 in one dollar bills. Kewl huh.

Those were the TIPS he receives from his night job. Could you believe my Dad still works 2 jobs at 84 yrs old? He's amazing!!! Anyway.. my first race I bet $1 exacta. Those of you who don't race that's a bet where the horse that comes in 1st and 2nd have to come in first and second. And I WON!!##@$@@$#@!!

$65.00

Yep.. that did it. I pocketed the moola and still had enough to play the rest of the day!

NOT a Big Win.. but for Moi... This meant I could have enough to get to school for the rest of the week and have enough for food and cigs. Not to mention putting $10 in the bank account. Lovely!

You may think that it isn't such a big deal, but I tell you. For a starving student, every little bit HELPS! OK... so the excitement goes on....

The host of our group then asked me to take a picture with one of the winning jockey's. NICE!

I've never done such a thing and believe this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Perhaps not.. but.. hay, ya never knows. So, four of us from the group went down to pose for the picture, being led by an ex jockey. wouldn't ya know it. When we get down to the track the guy shouts #4's gonna WIN... I yelled at him.. Daggnabbit.. WHY didn't you tell me that before we got down here so I coulda made that bet. I didn't have time to rush back and make the bet and #4 WON the race! Then they escorted us into a room and we had to pay a wopping $10 bucks for the pic. Shoot.. that's hellaexpensive. But I dug in my hard earned pocket and paid the man. Besides, I'd never have proof if I didn't.

Went back up stairs made another exacta bet and WON $25 bucks. Kewl.. that was enough for me to play the rest of the day... My Dad likes to stay at the races til the very last race. I didn't pick the horse that won the Belmont Stakes. But that's ok.

My Sister

Yep... My lovely sister... the night before. All she did was talk about her history with MEN!

What a treat. She talked about the MAN of her LIFE, the ones that got away and the ones she ditched. I'm just realizing she didn't talk about her ex husband. Guess she's already talked about him every other moment that we see her. So she had to vent out the reasons why she isn't with anyone now. I really feel sorry for her. She's very alone, is overworked and is stressing out about her weight. She spoke of a coworker of her's that shes known for more than 10 yrs who had the lap band surgery and died. It was a shock to her and her friends who were all considering getting the operation. Then she said in a low voice. "You shouldn't get surgery NOT unless you are facing a life threatening disease." She said that this is what she told the woman. She also advised her not to get the surgery. Very Sad... yes very sad indeed. I'm sorry for her friend.. and I'm sorry once again for her. Look ladies Don't get that surgery.. NOT on Your LIFE Okayyy!!!!

The Evening Got Heated Up When...

Sister started talking about all the crushes she had when we were kids. This part was hillarious. Cause I think I had childhood crushes on all the boys she found cute. NOT that I took advantage of anything.. cause LOOK.. I was ONLY 10 yrs old. But could you believe it... she got jealous. Thinking that I was after her boyfriends. REALLY Now.. that is the silliest thing I've ever heard. Then she asked me seriously. Did I like this certain guy. I said.. NO! Not only did I think he was an idiot, but he was butt ugly. My Mom told her, and my grandmom told her too. "Child.. Don't you marry that man. Think of the children." After I really started having my own boyfriends, I never ever took one look at any of her boyfriends. I've always respected other's. It's something that my Grandmother taught me. Never take another womans man away and never date a married man.

Later on yesterday evening...

My Dad, my sister and I played dominoes. Of course I WON!

But we really play just to sit around and chat and make fun. It's always a good time talking with my Dad.. but of course my sister had to bring up the fact that My Mother asked my Dad for a divorce when I was 10. My Dad was talking about regretting leaving, and some of the experiences we all had with us together as a family. How some took the separation poorly and how it effected each of us. I reassured Dad, that things happen for a reason. That we cannot question Gods motives and changes He makes in our lives. That my life wasn't all that bad, even though I really had to raise myself. I was one of those HOME ALONE kids. Thank God for my Grandmother who gave me stability and strength. Cause my Mom was cute and sassy. By that time.. Sister had gone away to college and Brother... had a life of his own. (You know boys can get away with or do things that girls cannot.)

Sooo.. Today I went to Class

Yep.. the class that I'm supposed to read the appology to. But instead we had a guest lecturer.

Linda M. Montano

Here is an excerpt from her website.

Linda M. Montano, a seminal figure in contemporary feminist performance art, has been actively exploring her art/life since the mid 1960s. Her work investigates the relationship between art and life through intricate life altering ceremonies, some of which last for seven or more years. She is interested in the way artistic ritual, often staged as individual interactions or collaborative workshops, can be used to alter and enhance a person's life and to create the opportunity for focus on spiritual energy states, silence and the cessation of art/life boundaries.

We did creative performance exercises, and I was able to give her some spiritual advice. Which was really part of one of her exercises... She had asked us each to tell us all something that we Need and Something that we could Give. I said I need Friends.. and I could give Spirutal Advice. Anyway.. I'm so glad that I could help her as she was the caregiver of her Dad and lived in the house that she grew up in until he passed away. She called it. Performance Art in Retreat. I sort of art you do to heal yourself of lifes woes. I'm so glad she had the opportunity to give her Dad the gift of love during his last days. And I pray for her and all of her loved ones. I guess this is the gift of being a FairyGodMum. She let me know she felt the loving light shine upon her and to be reassured to stay in the light guided by love.

Told my instructor that I didn't think it was a good time to read the letter I had wrote, but I handed her a copy anyways. I'm don't think it wasn't the appology that she expected. But I tried to explain to her, that it was a complete misunderstanding. That they needed to be put in my shoes to know the effects of what it's like to grow up in a society that is still struggling with equal rights. That compassion and understanding is much needed in today's world. Plus a little heart.

Hugz n Lub, Bebe da FairyGodMum

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