Sunday, August 2, 2009

rested and ready for whatever heads my way.

Great weekend everyone!

Attended a memorial service for a dear AA friend and cried like mad. At first I fought it, but then I figured no, that's what these things are for, and just let the tears come. It was exhausting, but good. Cleansing, cathartic, maybe. My eyes burned for hours afterward, but that was OK.

Went to the Great Pittsfield Art Bra Auction in the afternoon and ended up auctioneering the thing. So, I have never auctioned anything before, but so what? I've been to auctions, how hard can it be? Holy shit. It's tricky. Trying to remember the last bid, trying to remember where hands went up, who bid what, and then getting names after each item was sold. Crazy stuff.

Saw a dear old friend at the auction - she was the interim president when I was in my senior year of college. I wrote a paper to present at a Women's Studies conference that nearly got her fired and me expelled, and I had not seen her since she hugged me and handed me my (empty) diploma at graduation in 1993. We shared hugs and smiles and laughter now, and it warmed my heart to see that neither of us has changed all that much. I'm still a bit of a sexual outlaw, pissing people off and marching with signs, and she's still trying to heal and build consensus. Good for us both, I say.

I don't remember how many bras we auctioned off, but there were many. Some were simple, some extravagant, some whimsical and silly, and others ornate. Many had stories, one woman decorated two of her own bras for the auction. She can't wear them any more since her mastectomy last year. To say it was a powerful and moving afternoon is an understatement of the highest kind.

I was thrilled that the Iron Maidenform went for $100, the highest amount paid for any piece there. I think she told me the grand total raised was $1,440.50. Not bad, not bad at all. I was honored to be a part of it.

I am sure Sharon will write about it over at the Queen's Blog - over there on the right, but probably not before Sunday night or Monday after she returns from her weekend visiting old friends and giggling like mad.

And speaking of giggling like mad, here's a video posted by my dear friend Mel over at his knitting blog. It has nothing to do with knitting, but had my in hysterics watching and listening. Apparently, it is a viral hit sweeping the intertubes. I think it might be just the perfect way to start the week, don't you? Now let's go get some shit done!


Mel said...

You know I have woken up every day since I saw that video with the song running a continuous loop in my head. As earworms go, I could do a lot worse.

msladydeborah said...

What? No pictures of the bras? I really wanted to see them. If there are any available, hit me up with the link please.

Now on a serious note. I'm sorry for the loss of your friend. That is always a difficult transition to make in life. Tears are healing when they fall during times of sorrow. They are like love notes for the person and the relationship you had with them.

Th' Rev said...

made my monday morning:)

FemmeFairyGodmother said...

Bra auction? That's a FAB idea! So says the professional fundraiser! If y'all do another one, let me know, I'll send you at least one! I have bras enough for all womankind so an excuse to buy a new one - for a good cause - would be welcome. :) Or I could femme one up with a bedazzler! :) Also, I was wondering ... I'm working on a post for FFG and I'm going to link to butches who blog. Do you consider yourself butch? If so, you're in the post!