"my cheeks hurt from smiling!"
Nothing and everything happening. Many incredible days have passed; uberaxl's cottage, skinny-dipping under the stars, bike riding, rawk shows and red wine, cartoons and kittens, veggie yum, endless bendy classes and coffee drinks on sunny patios. I've reconnected with many old friends, buzzed around with several solid new ones and still hanging with this lovely boy that sets my heart afluttering. Writing a bit, reading a bit, staring out the window a lot and riding my bicycle everyday, all day.
Went out to Harvest Festival this past weekend; and had the best weekend of the summer. Great drive up there! The boys let me read them my favourite new picture book, "The Bear and the People," a story about a dancing bear and his human companion.
Bear: "How's my dancing eh, Bearman?"
Bearman: "Very good Brown One, so harmonious!"
Hahaha, such a beautiful Ontario drive with the some of the most incredible men in my life. Stopped by a chip truck, munched on potato wedges and ketchup. Back in the car, and up to Harvest - pitched a little tent community, complete with green inflatable alien and curled up for a few minutes before the fireworks and bonfire started. Wow. Beautiful. Magic. The smoke from the fire mingling with the clouds in the dark sky, creating a vortex of spinning smokes at the peak of the fire, embers spitting out into the sky in a chaotic dance. Needless to say, the whole evening was spent wiggling my bum and hopping around to tunes at the three sound stages. Dance trance! Profound words from Penguin Dave: "Wiggling your bum is its own reward."
A sleepy sunrise spent horizontal and giggling wrapped in a human pretzel formation with Timbot. My tummy muscles kinda sore from laughing, and my cheeks certainly hurting from smiling so much... eventually we packed up the car and wandered off to spend a few hours swimming and sunbathing by a waterfall, and doing a bunch of yoga in the bed of the waterfall. Bendy fun! The incredibly talented Yoshi and Chie played their sitar and digeridoo while people sat around OMing in harmonic; and I felt complete, happy, blissed. Stopped in Cobourg on the way back for some grub and ice cream cones, which we ate on a park bench too small for our adult bums with our sun-burnt faces facing the setting sun. Stumbled upon a beach afterwards as the seagulls soared far overhead in the fluffy purple clouds and we played Tic Tac Toe and Hangman in the sand. Oh, the perfectness of it all!
Home again. Sleepy an understatement, exhausted more like it. Have since slept 28 hours in the past 2 days. Recent sleep dep finally caught up with me, and my bed and I have spent some serious quality time together.
Gawd, being unemployed is truly the awesomest :)
Went out to Harvest Festival this past weekend; and had the best weekend of the summer. Great drive up there! The boys let me read them my favourite new picture book, "The Bear and the People," a story about a dancing bear and his human companion.
Bear: "How's my dancing eh, Bearman?"
Bearman: "Very good Brown One, so harmonious!"
Hahaha, such a beautiful Ontario drive with the some of the most incredible men in my life. Stopped by a chip truck, munched on potato wedges and ketchup. Back in the car, and up to Harvest - pitched a little tent community, complete with green inflatable alien and curled up for a few minutes before the fireworks and bonfire started. Wow. Beautiful. Magic. The smoke from the fire mingling with the clouds in the dark sky, creating a vortex of spinning smokes at the peak of the fire, embers spitting out into the sky in a chaotic dance. Needless to say, the whole evening was spent wiggling my bum and hopping around to tunes at the three sound stages. Dance trance! Profound words from Penguin Dave: "Wiggling your bum is its own reward."
A sleepy sunrise spent horizontal and giggling wrapped in a human pretzel formation with Timbot. My tummy muscles kinda sore from laughing, and my cheeks certainly hurting from smiling so much... eventually we packed up the car and wandered off to spend a few hours swimming and sunbathing by a waterfall, and doing a bunch of yoga in the bed of the waterfall. Bendy fun! The incredibly talented Yoshi and Chie played their sitar and digeridoo while people sat around OMing in harmonic; and I felt complete, happy, blissed. Stopped in Cobourg on the way back for some grub and ice cream cones, which we ate on a park bench too small for our adult bums with our sun-burnt faces facing the setting sun. Stumbled upon a beach afterwards as the seagulls soared far overhead in the fluffy purple clouds and we played Tic Tac Toe and Hangman in the sand. Oh, the perfectness of it all!
Home again. Sleepy an understatement, exhausted more like it. Have since slept 28 hours in the past 2 days. Recent sleep dep finally caught up with me, and my bed and I have spent some serious quality time together.
Gawd, being unemployed is truly the awesomest :)