Red Like a Lobster....
I'm in the Montgomery Alabama airport right now, waiting for my flight back home to Des Moines. The week at the beach was a pretty fun time, despite meetings to attend and such. I'm pretty much cooked to a crisp. Many nights found me and my group down at Tacky Jacks bar drinking cheap beers and nibbling on seafood. The locals were a hoot.
There was lots of sun and beach time even though tropical storm Fay pretty much knocked on our door the entire time. She was a real lady though, and kept her distance until the last day that we were there...bless her wet and windy little heart. I did wake up this morning in my hotel in Montgomery to the sound of the tornado sirens blaring! No need for an alarm clock around here I guess. I'm just praying that my flight back home doesn't get delayed.
Right now Farmer is at home keeping Miss Blanche company. He promised me dinner when I get back, so hopefully he'll follow through. He wants to move with me down to Kansas City, which is what I want as well. We are going to have to work out some of the issues though, such as him getting a job down there. All in all, it's small stuff that we should be able to get through. It would be nice to have him down there to help me through the transition to my new job.
This Labor Day weekend, Farmer and I are heading down to his hometown...Warsaw Illinois, population 253...hee haw! We've got a good friend down there with a beautiful victorian house overlooking the Mississippi river. She lets us stay with her, and the three of us cook, mix cocktails, and get into trouble. Farmer is looking for some antiques to buy, so we'll be taking the truck. Bitch better have money for gas...
What the hell all you all been up to?
toodles poodles!
xoxo,
pebs
There was lots of sun and beach time even though tropical storm Fay pretty much knocked on our door the entire time. She was a real lady though, and kept her distance until the last day that we were there...bless her wet and windy little heart. I did wake up this morning in my hotel in Montgomery to the sound of the tornado sirens blaring! No need for an alarm clock around here I guess. I'm just praying that my flight back home doesn't get delayed.
Right now Farmer is at home keeping Miss Blanche company. He promised me dinner when I get back, so hopefully he'll follow through. He wants to move with me down to Kansas City, which is what I want as well. We are going to have to work out some of the issues though, such as him getting a job down there. All in all, it's small stuff that we should be able to get through. It would be nice to have him down there to help me through the transition to my new job.
This Labor Day weekend, Farmer and I are heading down to his hometown...Warsaw Illinois, population 253...hee haw! We've got a good friend down there with a beautiful victorian house overlooking the Mississippi river. She lets us stay with her, and the three of us cook, mix cocktails, and get into trouble. Farmer is looking for some antiques to buy, so we'll be taking the truck. Bitch better have money for gas...
What the hell all you all been up to?
toodles poodles!
xoxo,
pebs