Uranus Conjunct the Sun

So when this happened back in April I was in New York getting my fingerprints taken for a new Green Card because the fingerprint-takers in El Paso hadn't been able to get any (hang on, hang on, there's a point to this).

While I was there I bought myself a wildly extravagant and ridiculously expensive (for me, that is) pair of high-topped leather sneakers, which I brought back to New Mexico and stuck in a closet because it was already too hot to wear them.

Need I go on? As Uranus creeps back towards the Sun (mine, that is), we're into day number three of cloudy overcast weather, cool enough to put on a pair of pants for the first time in months and - yes, you guessed it - today the high-tops come out of the closet and on to my feet.

And on another note, fingerprints reared their head again, so to speak, two weeks ago when I re-entered the U.S. after a trip to Venus (AKA South Caicos, where the real-feel daytime temperature seems to hover around 860) and discovered those quaint old human passport inspectors have been replaced by endless rows of ATM-like do-it-yourself kiosks, which involve - yes - scanning your fingerprints as a means of identity check.

Six attempts and six "We are unable to read your fingerprints. Please try again." messages and thank God when I waved my arm in the air I caught the attention of the real live kiosk attendant (?) - would that be his job description? - who came over, took one look at me, pressed a button and bingo! out came my photo on a printed slip which let me back into the land of opportunity where those with enough of a shoe fetish and enough moolah can buy themselves un-matching but complementary high-top leather sneakers.

Neptune in the Eleventh

About three times in the past month I've had this dream of being about to go on stage in front of an audience as an actor and realizing I've never looked at the script.

After finishing the sentence above I went immediately to Google and put in "Dreaming about being an actor not knowing the script." I then read and bookmarked a piece by Dick Cavett from god knows how long ago and used up just enough time that I now have to go and take a shower and get ready for a tennis lesson.

I believe this may have something to do with Neptune in the Eleventh.

Jupiter Opposed to Mars

You'd think (I would, anyway) that with this going on at the same time as Uranus sextiled the Moon and approached a conjunction with the Sun and Jupiter had just finished squaring Uranus - well, I don't know what I'd think but I suppose I'd think *things* would be a little more out-of-the-ordinary than they are at the moment.

Is driving an hour to get to a dentist and having three major fillings and driving an hour back (and of course getting lost when you get to the town where the dentist is) normal?

Is picking up your framed poster of Saul Steinberg's "View of the World From Ninth Avenue" on the same day as the above normal? (Consider said poster was bought at least two months ago, taken to be framed six weeks ago, framed incorrectly, left at framer's to be redone a week before leaving for South Caicos for two and a half weeks and finally picked up after afore-mentioned adventure in dentistry and hung on dining room wall normal?

Is going to South Caicos normal?

Is inviting friends over to meet one of your cats to see if they would like to borrow him to help solve their sudden infestation of mice normal?

Is making yourself a cup of coffee and retiring to bed with it and kneeling on your laptop which you left under the sheet and consequently spilling coffee all over the sheets normal?

And of course is normal the correct word to be using for the above *events*? All responses received gratefully and considered thoroughly.

Uranus sextile Moon

The problem with not keeping up with this blog for months and then beginning again is that so much that has bearing on the present day gets left out and without cramming more than I already usually do into any one sentence it becomes truly unwieldy and impossible to understand, just as this one has in spite of my reading it over ten times and attempting to parse it for clarity.

So a very quick catch up is to say Uranus sextile the Moon landed me on South Caicos (christened South Cake by me) in - yes - the Turks and Caicos Islands 1,745 miles from the Equator with a RealFeel of six feet.

After a three day recovery period spent - of course - in bed, I was safely back at #14 when the aspect became exact yesterday, with the rather mild manifestation of my emailing air&b guest to say see you tomorrow and being told they weren't coming till Tuesday.

And continuing to cram away - Jupiter squared Uranus exactly yesterday, with the Sun squaring Saturn   (sorted out moolah and paid some bills) and sitting on Neptune (made myself a disgusting drink of left-over coffee from the morning that had had scallion leaves floating in it all day with Anisette and Half & Half, took about three sips while watching the eclipse (directly opposed to Neptune, in case you missed it), got bored, poured the *drink* down the drain, came inside and played Lexulous.

Well, it's a start.

Jupiter Square Uranus

Well, my little windfall came through last night with this exact today - an airb&b three night booking for Thanksgiving weekend.

Am wondering what today will bring what with the Blood Moon Eclipse and all with the Sun on Neptune squaring Saturn for me. I know I have to get out of bed as I'm resuming life in Silver after two weeks on Venus and playing tennis in an hour.

Uranus sextile Moon also exact today. Glad I've begun to write this again but a pain in the neck to grope my way through Google settings loops to be able to get to it. The price one pays for ignoring a blog for months, I guess, she said philosophically....

More later, DV.

Finally!

IN - to this blog, that is, having fought my way through loop after Google loop to be able to log in  after writing nothing for what I thought was months but turns out to be only six weeks - August 14th, to be exact, when I'd spent the afternoon scraping away at decade-old hard water stains in a toilet bowl with a pumice stone, or if you prefer, scraping away with a pumice stone at decade-old hard water stains in a toilet bowl, that being the way Jupiter's move into Virgo manifested itself for me.

Since then Jupiter's moved on almost ten degrees and by tomorrow will be squaring Uranus for me, with no immediate result so far other than my spending the past two days in bed (surprise surprise) recovering from a return trip from South Caicos in the BOT (British Overseas Territory, for non-world-travelers ha ha), in itself a rather spectacular manifestation of Uranus sex-tiling the Moon - all of it enough to reawaken my interest in astrology which, after 19 years, was beginning to flag.

So, as the sign in the bakery in Grimsby used to say (and probably still does), here I am again, wholesome and delicious, back to chronicling, at least for today, she said optimistically, how those bits of rock and ice and tremendous formations of vapor and fog or whatever they are whizzing around millions and millions of miles away seem  - seem? who am I kidding? - to affect me and my life down here somewhere in the far south-eastern corner of New Mexico where even Google Maps has yet to venture.

Onward!

Jupiter's definitely in Virgo

Spent hours yesterday on my hands and knees removing age-old hard water stains from a toilet bowl with a pumice stone. Worked.