So Much for the Last Two and a Half Weeks

I could change the name of this to Whenever-Mother-and-Child-Are-Out-Astrology, but that wouldn't be fair as there have been plenty of times that's happened in the past couple of weeks and I haven't logged in to write. The sad truth; I'd rather read the Daily Mail than update this.

So, in a nutshell, some highlights: two Sundays ago, with the Sun square the Ascendant, I called American to cancel my reservation on miles for April 6 and asked how much it cost to put the miles back into my account. $150, I was told, and once I recovered the power of speech I asked if I could simply leave the miles where they are and use them again. Oh yes, American Agent says brightly, You have six months to re-use them and before I can even think Oh good, I'll use them when I go out to Silver, she goes on But you have to use them for exactly the same trip, which in my case means a trans-Atlantic flight to Madrid, not exactly what I was planning on doing twice in one year.

Solution: do nothing, leave the miles where they are and put a note in my day book to check out Super Saver 20,000 miles one-way international flight availability when I get back from the first trip.

Jupiter square Saturn and opposed to Neptune the day before Valentine's and I *came down with* the flu that TH had the week before. It knocked me out completely for only one day and then left me with a hacking cough and streaming nose, making me right at home with Star Child and Ahma, as I've just discovered Ama is spelled. Also just discovered it means 'domestic servant' as well as 'mother.' Curiousier and curiousier.

Mars square the Ascendant two days later and I called Silver Health Care to find out why they are still billing me for my 'free' Welcome to Medicare physical back in September. Oh, they say, Medicare says you've been eligible for Medicare since June 2009 and you missed the one year grace period for the no-charge checkup. Deciding not to mention that they'd just asked me for my birthdate and I'd told them April 8, 1945, I called Medicare and was told of course I had been eligible for my free check-up as I was born on April 8, 1945, and to tell Silver Health Care to resubmit the claim. I called them back and they said they would. Three days later I went to New York, picked up my mail and saw that Medicare had paid the claim in full in January.

And on it goes, blah blah blah; if I do not learn soon to write this every day I shall be saying Saturn is square Venus (it's not, thank God) and I cleaned my teeth three times today.

There has been a lot of Chiron in the mix and it's made its presence known, most painfully with me and Ahma and her feeling Star Child will become much too fond of me and needs her attention directing to Ahma when she gets home from work. My point from the beginning has been Star Child is two and can't be expected to understand she has to ignore me once you come home when she's been with me all day.

It's gotten a little fraught at times but we've survived, to give the short version, and here I am as Mercury conjuncts Mars, finally catching up and wondering if I can get another shot of Rescue Remedy into Sweet Pea so I can trim his claws before he completely destroys the back of the big armchair trying to get my attention so I'll play with him, when all I really want to do is read the Daily Mail.

Last Published October 22?

And now it's November 10?  Well I'm in New York now, that's my excuse, and it does take a while to adjust from living on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere to living on First Avenue in Manhattan with six lanes of traffic outside the second-floor front window. Just ask Sweet Pea.

So whatever the aspects were on Wednesday and Thursday October 27 they passed me by completely as I was asleep.

Friday 10/29, with Venus trine Saturn, I made my first public appearance and had dinner with my sister-in-law, my brother's widow, here in New York on holiday with a friend and who I've known for 30 years: nice and fitting.

That's about it, though, as I've been too distracted to post and also too busy to take notes, so most of how the universe has been connecting me to it by way of the Moon, Mercury, Venus and Mars over the past couple of weeks has to pass undocumented, to the eternal regret of my future biographers, I'm sure.

With Mars sextile Neptune one day last week, I did selflessly get myself down to the Strand with two bags of books I was supposed to sell for a friend last winter. All but two of them were rejected so I walked away with a big four dollars to give her, but wasn't selfless enough to not charge her the dollar it took to get me there, as that was also the day I applied for my bus pass and was given a temporary one. Also Neptunian? I'm not tired or poor or homeless or tempest-tost, but I am sixty-five.

Neptune squaring the Ascendant is the biggie for me at the moment though, with a close acquaintance finally succeeding in adopting a daughter from Nepal and about to leave next week to take custody of her and bring her home. I shall be helping take care of her and so coming full circle in my years in this country, as said close acquaintance is the ten-month-old I came here to baby-sit for in 1963.  Maybe I'm finally getting to experience how having an Aries Sun intercepted in the Twelfth - the beginning in the end, the alpha and the omega and all that - is working itself out. Who knows?

What's for sure is I now spend most of my time buying Girls Toddler 3 clothes on eBay, and that yesterday, when Pluto, the North Node and the Moon were conjunct and opposing Saturn from my eighth house, I got a call from Quicken Loans asking if I wanted to refinance the house.

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Natal Mercury in Aries solution for getting behind with posting:

Last Thursday, January 28: Mars sextile Uranus: exact at 1:30 pm as second collage class at Stanley Isaacs began: paired up with a partner, given digital camera by instructor and told to prowl around the center taking photos for group collage. Even more fun than line dancing.

Friday January 29: much anticipated Sun trine Uranus, full Moon with Mars: nothing. Working on Rupert play, working on Georgie, bed early with wild dreams about astrology charts: maybe not nothing.

Sunday January 31: Mercury square Sun: Rupert play, Georgie.

Monday February 1: Mercury trine Jupiter: Went to Rita's Needlepoint on 79th to buy embroidery silks, as requested by Silvery neighbor on Saturday. Remembered to take list of requested skein numbers and also address to mail them to; after buying went straight to post office, put in priority mail envelope and sent. Felt amazingly productive and self-satisfied.

Tuesday February 2: Venus conjunct Moon (in Aquarius): email from Silvery friend undergoing massive Pluto transit; have barely heard from her in last six months. Early Wednesday morning retrograde Mars conjunct Pluto - ("A ruthless burst of ego energy" ha ha) passes unnoticed. Must have been asleep.

Thursday February 4: Chiron square Ascendant exact: this deserves its own posting but I'm so enamored of this new catching up method it's not getting it, at least not right now; have been working on my Rupert play for weeks, often reducing myself to tears as I do so as it involves a painful childhood event transmuted into what I hope is art. Like everything else I write it's a black comedy, but this one's blacker and I hope funnier than anything I've written so far, details to come when it gets its own post. I have Jupiter trining Saturn right now, exact on Sunday night, and I need to make the most of it. Back to the tissues.