old time busy days

you can tell the moment you step over the line from somerville to cambridge.

nobody shovels their walks in somerville. nobody puts down de-icer or salt or sand. no body cares if you live or die.

step into cambridge. clear walks, evidence of de-icer. people have shoveled, rather than let the fallen inch or two of snow morph into sheer ice due to the friction of peoples' bootsteps.

yesterday was one of those old time busy days.

four loads of laundry; church; pay bills/ go thru two weeks of mail; make cookies, muffins, bread and curry pot pie for dinner; made a dozen christmas cards. all in one day. and then, last night, the pooka decided to sleep in the center of the bed without moving. you say, why not just push him aside? yeah, i wish i could do that. he's a nearly twenty pound beast who will not move if he doesn't wish to move.

i also watched "born into brothels" this weekend.

i loved it. it's a movie about children living in india's red light district (their mothers are sex workers). visually beautiful and an interesting way to tell a story--thru the children's photographs and stories. recommended.