Lazy, lazy, lazy...
Been home almost three weeks from my 1st Great Adventure with Mike, and haven't written a word. I am so remiss.
Actually, just damn busy...
Sister's wedding is this weekend. So there was dress alterations and other such minor insanities to attend to. And working all but two days between the time I got back, and this upcoming wedding is having a bit of an effect on my free time. Plus an unexpected, but very very welcome visit from Mike on one of those days off. I got nothing done that day at all...once he showed up. *blissfully happy sigh* And the fact that he called in sick, just to come spend a day with me, meant a great deal to me. Because I can confirm, that he was feeling good enough to be back...but I definitely understand the concept of mental health days. I love my boyfriend.
And as far as the adventure goes...
GOD I love the South...
Texas BBQ is the best.
It is fucking hot everywhere down there. Different kinds of hot from state to state, but still HOT.
Alligator actually tastes quite good. (As do grits and hushpuppies and fried catfish...but then I've always had an appreciation for wild and varied flavours and textures...and exotic or rich foods...I know, us Taureans are such materialistic sluts...but how sweet the things you can feel and touch and taste.)
New Orleans RAAAAWWWKS! (We will be going back...oh yes we will! Started planning the trip back before we left the city. I even bought a big beautiful travel book the minute I got home...so we can maxiumize our time next time we sail thru the Big Easy.)
Fireflies and cicadas and Bailey's Irish Shakes in the hot Georgia night is a fine thing.
And my boyfriend is the most amazingly awesome sweet man in the world. Without question. He spoils me fucking ROTTEN. He makes me feel special and valued and strong. How lucky I am. How blessed.
And as far as the dark past? Still lurking, but I don't think it will be long now. Then moving, and planning, and change. I can't even imagine what changes...but I think they will be good. Everything in the last 8 months has been wild and fast and hard to handle but so so good. Even the worst of the pain was transformative. Aw well...a little drop of poision adds a little bite to the flavour...
Actually, just damn busy...
Sister's wedding is this weekend. So there was dress alterations and other such minor insanities to attend to. And working all but two days between the time I got back, and this upcoming wedding is having a bit of an effect on my free time. Plus an unexpected, but very very welcome visit from Mike on one of those days off. I got nothing done that day at all...once he showed up. *blissfully happy sigh* And the fact that he called in sick, just to come spend a day with me, meant a great deal to me. Because I can confirm, that he was feeling good enough to be back...but I definitely understand the concept of mental health days. I love my boyfriend.
And as far as the adventure goes...
GOD I love the South...
Texas BBQ is the best.
It is fucking hot everywhere down there. Different kinds of hot from state to state, but still HOT.
Alligator actually tastes quite good. (As do grits and hushpuppies and fried catfish...but then I've always had an appreciation for wild and varied flavours and textures...and exotic or rich foods...I know, us Taureans are such materialistic sluts...but how sweet the things you can feel and touch and taste.)
New Orleans RAAAAWWWKS! (We will be going back...oh yes we will! Started planning the trip back before we left the city. I even bought a big beautiful travel book the minute I got home...so we can maxiumize our time next time we sail thru the Big Easy.)
Fireflies and cicadas and Bailey's Irish Shakes in the hot Georgia night is a fine thing.
And my boyfriend is the most amazingly awesome sweet man in the world. Without question. He spoils me fucking ROTTEN. He makes me feel special and valued and strong. How lucky I am. How blessed.
And as far as the dark past? Still lurking, but I don't think it will be long now. Then moving, and planning, and change. I can't even imagine what changes...but I think they will be good. Everything in the last 8 months has been wild and fast and hard to handle but so so good. Even the worst of the pain was transformative. Aw well...a little drop of poision adds a little bite to the flavour...