Tagged: thisisjusttosay

Man, it’s quiet around here. The kids are gone for 3 days/2 nights at their grandparent’s. The house is clean, though my to-do list includes yet more cleaning, in anticipation of hosting the AWC Independence Day Party next weekend. Last week, I had thought that things were finally loosening up at work…ha ha HA. Every time I think that, I get slammed with more projects. And still a month to go before vacation…sigh. Tomorrow is book group deluxe: with potluck AND slumber party, at my friend brief_therapy‘s place! I can’t wait! She told us to bring something to throw on...

It’s strange to think I’m half a world away from where I was this time yesterday, and with the busy week ahead I shall be flung back into routine quickly. I’ve come back to summer apparently. All the flowering trees were in full bloom in Boston, but here everything is leafed out, the grass is green and and high and the rapeseed is lying golden and full in the fields. After 24 hours of traveling, my body is only craving motionlessness and sleep and O! how glad I am to be home. I feel badly that I haven’t been writing...

We’ve really grown apart lately, but honestly, it’s not you. It’s me. I never meant for my day job my other relationship real life to become so ALL-CONSUMING, but there it is. And here we are. I miss you. I’ll be back. I hope. *sigh* *kisses* PS. And you, Vern…excuse me, MR. Equinox, you can take your late-spring snow-dump and freezing temperatures and SHOVE THEM UP YOUR POOPSHOOT. *grump*

Holy crap, it’s Saturday! Where did my good intentions go? Oh, to work, that’s where. They went to work and they never came back: THEY ARE STILL WORKING.

Okay, I admit it. I miss them. I can’t wait until they get home, even though I’ll enjoy my last day of peace and quiet tomorrow.

I just had a bite of an exotic chocolate bar with a very bizarre ingredient in it. Anders likes chocolate with chili and during her last visit my mom gave him a couple of bars from Vosges. I took one bite and thought my lips were going up in flames (cue misschili laughing her head off). She had also brought a bar with wasabi and one with curry. I thought the wasabi one was pretty okay but the curry bar was nothing to write home about. This year, in addition to a couple more chocolate-chili bars, she gave him one...

Everything I start to type sounds stupid. Backspace, delete once more. I have conversations with you in my head. With you and you and you. I read your posts and I answer back, sometimes in writing, but often in my head where you can’t hear me but whole conversations take place there in the ether of my brain, where I fondly imagine that since we have a connection, you hear me anyway, or at least your ears are burning. This whole internet friendship things is so strange and marvelous. It makes me marvel. Even with those of you whom I...

Somewhere in the midst of the darkness and the rain, I keep thinking about you. YOU, that I’m so glad for. YOU, that I’m so sad for. YOU, that I wish I could see more. YOU. and YOU. and YOU, too. Mostly, I’ve been seeing the world through a blur. Either a blur of raindrops, pattering down on the windshield before being SWEPT away to the sides and down, zip zop, zip zop as the windshield wipers clear the way. Or through a haze of blurry eyed squinterdom. Or the blur of perpetual motion. I was going to joke that...