I had my fairy whisperer class this morning….outside….in 40 degree weather! It was a three hour class that turned into four hours. Let’s just say that my heat was working overtime in the car. I have not turned it on in the house yet. I finally turned the air off on Wednesday….only in Ohio can you go from a stretch of mid eighties to mid forties and fifties in two days.
I’m glad she was able to offer this class….since I am the one who requested that she offer it again. I met a great lady who is a counselor today and even though I was shivering for the most part I am better for taking the class.
She had to change some things up since the last time she taught the class since Doreen Virtue went off her rocker. So her fairyologist class became a fairy whisperer class. I was there for connection and research and I found both…
The teacher is a wonderfully beautiful soul who today reminded me of Grizabella the Glamour cat. I didn’t notice it at the last class but with the sudden cold…we were all scrambling for warmer attire. The cat pee smell was a little overwhelming…I was taken off guard with that one. There was construction in the park so she drove and even her spotless car smelled like cat pee. She is such a great lady…it makes me sad that her clothes are shabby and about the cat pee smell. I am seriously thinking about sending her a pair of gloves. While we wore regular gloves she was wearing gardening gloves…she was freezing today.
The class was supposed to end at one not two…and I was supposed to pick up KB’s daughter at 1:30…. I will refer to her as KB jr since they have the same initials. I grabbed her as soon as I left the teacher’s house and we stopped at the grocery store before we went home and I started her cooking class.
KB jr had never had pumpkin seeds before either???? I remedied that situation as well. We also made pumpkin gnocchi which has potential…if I can find the right sauce?
It was a fun afternoon and we talked a lot…which was the point. She is still seeing things and I am trying to show her that she can handle it without medication. She doesn’t want to take medication but she also doesn’t believe she can make it without medication??? That scares me…I’m not gonna lie. She is a wonderful child who deserve the world… the real one…not the medicated one. I will help her in anyway that I can. If I could just get her to accept her gifts instead of running from them?
It has been a non stop weekend so far…starting with book club last night. Hopefully I will find some time tomorrow to relax…Zia