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Memo: in & outta the ditch with blue hobbit toes

Thanks for kind words, letters and picking up the phone recently.

Got out of the #mecfs ditch for a couple of days / now back in bed *crashmode* while family (w/ visiting nephew) is heading off to a sword museum outing i planned. Feeling super low but hey, at least my toes are painted cute #selfcare

Alt: A pair of moderately-hobbit-looking 27cm feet with unprofessionally but enjoyably painted blue toenails, shot from recumbent height level against a turquoise tencel bedsheet with a Japanese translucent glass sliding door as background

OK, I need to disappear again, eye fatigued after a :20 reentry. Ice bags on neck, coffee and water on hand.

im here, really

You are all more beautiful than you were yesterday if that’s even possible.

“The Ferry Changes Tack” spoken-song at beach (w/ iced coffee)

just lamenting loneliness of a lost sailor

I managed to make a little bit of music – Just me riffing on a song (lyrics by me, circa 2006 and chords by B. Rees⁠ but don’t fault him for my lousiness) banging on a *cheap & cheerful* baritone ukulele while drinking iced coffee from a wood-oven pizza beach shack and waiting for freshly painted toenails to dry – words i wrote on the seabus in maybe 2006, Brad put some chords to it, I kind of go in and out of 3/4 time and digress into a spontaneous ramble about the “lonely seaman” to stretch it out.

Poor fella, just waiting for smokes & grub while crossing tropics no one seems to understand… but hey there’s an iced coffee involved}

Ofuro bath at Tsuchida Cottage

Two notes:

1) The bath is the most sophisticated piece of equipment in our home… A click of a variety of button (there is more than one control panel for extra convenience) and you are transported to a temperature exactly of your choosing #42.

And yes, this is also a bath tub Time Machine which takes to various dispensations & destinations.

2) Very important to paint your toes to color coordinate with the bath tub and tile colours

Mementos: Pedicures, various

These days – what with the M.E.(cfs) and Fibro etc. – slowing me down, I find activities to get me out of the house which requires doing not much but sitting.

While pedicures may not seem like a medical therapy, and they’re certainly not, self-care is important part of my healing journey. Indeed, when feeling frustrated and early days of the illness, I made a list of things I can do which involves sitting down, but get me out of the house, and leave me with a feeling of satisfaction. These ideas include: making scrapbooks, watching matinée movies, sitting in parks under a tree, getting my beard professionally trimmed (rather than chopping at it myself), as well as enjoying pedicures.

As such, on all my healing journeys, I find pedicure places to massage and soothe my feet, trim up my nails, and leave with some colour to decorate. (Noting this predilection often elicits a strange response from the practitioners as painted toes aren’t as common for men as they are for women certainly, but I find this practice quite enjoyable nonetheless.)

In some cases, I paint my toes the colour of a local flag or other traditional local schemes (coconut trees, bamboo, waves…), otherwise I generally stick to shades of blue and green. For the record: Indonesia and Thailand definitely have the best pedicure practitioners (is that the proper term?), but I’m also eager to try pedicures in Vietnam as many manicurists in the USA, come from Vietnam.

In India especially, they thought my practice of painting toes was very strange, as such, i did myself (very poorly yet joyfully nonetheless). In Nepal, they were low on supplies but made do with some rugged polish which was moreorless impervious to removal. Once or twice, i enjoyed a pedicure whilst at sea.

I first started this practice at the advice of a remarkable lady who took me for a pedicure in Vancouver before going to Jamaica the first time at that time, I had Jamaican flags painted on my big toes (not sure i have a photo…). Sometimes i take photos of my toes, not all the time, here are some of mah big ole ugly feets. Sometimes i forget and just take snap of the old colour before replacing. No annotations since i don’t expect anyone will look or care, i mean really, its just photos of my feet – ewwww. Continue reading Mementos: Pedicures, various