We've Captured Cupid and he's OUR slave!!

Looking Forward to ANOTHER Happy Single Awareness Day???

We ARE!!!!


I've notoriously avoided being monopolized for St. Valentine's Day. No, I'm not ANTI-ROMANTIC. It's a day that is just TOO important to throw to a practicing true love. I think my practicing sweethearts also appreciate not having to worry about V day. The poor darlings are so worried over their work or their studies.

Being a hopeful romantic, I do love reading Valentine's cards and have a little collection that I'm saving for my future sweetheart though. I have no idea how I'd celebrate V day with a single honey bunny. Somehow, it makes sense to celebrate love as a party... just like grade school when love seemed more unconditional and less totalitarian... hmmmpf

ANYWAY, here at the JNETSWORLD ranch, for Valentine's Day 2007, I'm planning another fun night with friends to celebrate being single, unjadedly optimistic and full of promise over future love.

We're taking over a local bikram yoga studio and claiming it as the beginning of a "hot" evening. If you're a los angelino and you want to join our posse, meet us at Studio City Bikram Yoga for the 8pm class. :)

This is for those joining us tomorrow....

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A couple of things to smooth out the evening.

Remember a towel, little washcloth and lots of water :) And a yoga mat if you have one.... bring a spare to share if you have one :)

If you arrive by 7:30 we can squish into one or two cars or more if need be and go to the 8pm class. Otherwise, if you miss us, you will need to meet us at bikram yoga of studio city.

Pray for your parking karma when coming to my place, parking is a premium find but not hopeless.

IF you are passing on doing a yoga class (because you are a WIMP!) or just prefer to join us to hang after yoga :) Class gets out at 9:30 pm. I will possibly have a friend home to greet your lazy ass.

Bring me flowers, a card, and champagne! Just kidding;)

Bring whatever you wish to show off and share... bring valentines if you wish (the kind you and your mom filled out the night before Valentines Day) but most of all, bring your cool sweet self!!!

JNET

PS... Drive safely, there will be crazy, mean couples clogging up the roads with their loveless road rage.

Happy Single Awareness Day!

Angels on Steroids

"JNET, your angels are on steroids!"

I am a VERY lucky girl to be alive. Very lucky.

I am here again on borrowed time. Hello world.

Friday night I zipped down to San Diego, joined by my brother's mother-in-law. She was a good sport riding in my 78 Beetle. It is not quite as quiet and insulated as a more modern car. But she felt safe and happy as I zoomed and delivered her safely to my brother and his wife.

Saturday morning at 8am my nephew had his baptism ceremony at St. Joseph's. It was a beautiful ceremony and RC was content and calm through everything. Young Mr. Handsome didn't give a fuss being passed around for kisses and photo takes at all. I was impressed and especially happy that my brother asked me to be "godmother".

HMMM... I didn't wear my butterfly wings. I had joked that I wanted to be a "fairy godmother." OH WELL.

Anyway, lunch reception was great fun joking around and catching up with everyone but I had to dash back to Los Angeles for a 4:30pm call. I was performing at a dance performance in the evening and G was my carpool.

I left San Diego and enjoyed zooming back north being a bit naughty pushing my speed at some points. I had been without my bug for a couple of weeks due to body and restoration work and was enjoying my "new" wheels. I gave G a quick call around 3:30ish to say that I was making great time and will see him at quarter past four.

I was climbing the 134 from Pasadena. I remember a claustrophobic feeling in being pinned in a cluster of cars as a row of slow pokes hemmed a school of cars behind them. Not liking that, I shimmied my way from that elephant pack and was able to push forward and gain some breathing space...

When all of a sudden my car started to swerve and lose control.

I can't remember looking forward, I was concentrating on not 360ing. I remember seeing the cars that were behind me and was lucky the ones that were once tightly sardining me got out of the way.

There was no time to panic. My rear tire had blownout and I was fishtailing. I think I tried my brakes once and not liking the results concentrated on manhandling my car to keep pointing at the right direction of traffic while attempting to get it on a shoulder (also a rare piece of real estate on the Los Angeles freeways)..

By my "angels on steroids", the traffic adjusted behind me, my car kept enough control to get me off the freeway despite the fact that I was previously flying, a rare huge piece of shoulder was available for me to park... AND a metro transportation employeee came to aid me.

I never had a second alone. My car had a blowout but didn't suffer a single scratch... nor I... nor anyone. AAA came soon after to tow my car home and put on my spare tire over there. I was too stunned and shook over to drive.

And then G came over to pick me up so to carpool me to the wedding reception where we performed. It was a successful event and the guests have no idea what I went through in order to make my commitment.

I haven't told my family about it either. I don't like to worry them.

All I can say is...I AM A VERY LUCKY GIRL and it's GOOD TO BE ALIVE:)

With many thanks to my angels on steroids.

JNET

Miss Valentine

I am splashing along.

"Why don't you JUST PICK SOMEONE!?!" Is a question occasionally put to me.

It's a funny and curious demand. But like this picture above, I am simply enjoying the delightful ride of life. The valentine vise grip of expection is approaching and I've already planned for an evening at home with friends thus escaping fulfilling pretentious airs over romance.

I'm going to be everyone's Miss Valentine, giving everyone a pretty card and treat just like third grade in Mrs. Comiak's class.

OHHH PICK, PICK, PICKLES!!!

Pick is an awful word. Let Mr. Webster elaborate why I'll not PICK...

PICK:

1) to choose or select from among a group
2) to seek and find occasion for; provoke
3) to steal the contents of
4) to open (a lock) with a device other than the key, as a sharp instrument or wire, esp. for the purpose of burglary.
5) to detach or remove piece by piece with the fingers
6) to pierce, indent, dig into, or break up (something) with a pointed instrument

You get the idea. PICK is not a pretty word in JNETSWORLD. The nuances around the word are manipulative.

For this coming Valentine's Day, I have a choice valentine who I've been crushing on for awhile (the mathematician). But our ships have not crossed. Therefore, I will delight in my own journey, making a splash with life, enjoying the possibilities.

Come over if you want to celebrate Valentine's Day like you did in third grade when V Day was a day of friendship, innocence and promise. Everyone felt loved because everyone just loved everyone (by those cute tiny cards with sweet endearments by Strawberry Shortcake or Sponge Bob)

If you've been fortunate to be chosen and feel chosen or have the confidence and good fortune to have found someone to choose then Valentine's Day is just a day with frosting on top of your cake of life.

I'm baking a cake for now.

JNET