After I made that post-vacation post last night, I realized something was missing. I'd somehow failed to communicate why the whole thing was *so* relaxing. Now I remember.

thorbol and I are a little behind technologically. We don't have a cell phone that we can easily use. We're not set up for portable email and Internet. So when we get away, we ( Read more... )

Yes, it rained practically the whole time. But it turned out to be a really relaxing getaway nonetheless ( Read more... )

In about an hour, thorbol and I are leaving for this mini-vacation on the Cape. A few weeks ago Living Social was offering a deal for the hotel. I still had some TaskRabbit vouchers that had to be used, so we arranged with our favorite "rabbit" t drive us there and back. (Even if we'd paid her the full price, it still would have been considerably ( Read more... )

Yes, it's definitely turning to fall. I love the weather at this time of year: still warm, but not too warm. But I'm finding myself sad at summer's passing ( Read more... )

Especially one that would go well with my voice ( Read more... )

I'm still planning to do the 5K for the Somerville Homeless Coalition on October 1. But I've scaled down my goal drastically ( Read more... )

I'll be at Diesel tonight, with my sweetie thorbol!

thorbol has been to Diesel a couple of times with me, but doesn't like the noise level and has found it hard to get into conversations. Occasionally I've been showing up there after my Tuesday afternoon voice lesson, and I told him that recently I've had a much easier time getting into convos, and have been ( Read more... )

This morning my mom called to tell us that my aunt Frances fell yesterday and broke her hip. My mom had been visiting her in western PA, so she's now at the hospital waiting for surgery results ( Read more... )

Tonight I was planning to go the the PMRP Night event at Christopher's. But when it was time to go, I felt sleepy. So I went to bed, and started reading. Then I realized I could finish the book tonight, so I read some more, and some more. Now it's after midnight. I finished the book. I'm not sleepy anymore ( Read more... )

. . . is that when I'm really upset about something and I announce that "All I want is to scream", he geths that, and stands there listening to me howl, and lets me squeeze his hand hard while I do it. (A small advantage to having injured my arm is that I can squeeze his hand as if my life depended on it without cutting off his circulation ( Read more... )