Saturday Chatter

Haven't been around much lately. Been crazy busy at work and have my mom and sis visiting, so I'm my eyes are closing by the time they go to bed. Going to try and do at least one scene this morning.

Thank God the heat and humidity has broken here in NY. That shit was killing me. Ugh. Even though I'm in air conditioned splendor at work, the atmosphere is so heavy it makes me feel as if a giant foot is pressing down on me. So many people felt the same way too, so it actually wasn't just my Northern Ontario body suffering. But I was sooooo longing for the dryer, cooler air of my home town.

I miss being able to just walk to the lake and hang out. Wander around the boardwalk. Bell Park in Sudbury, Ontario, which is my home town, has several small beaches, all pretty close to one another, so you don't have to be fighting crowds. I really miss the tranquility of being able to sit on a rock and look at out at the waves. Sometimes it actually makes me want to cry. Funny how you miss things that you took for granted before.

Can't do that here. You have to actually drive a while before you can get to a beach, which is always overloaded with people.

But, the fella and I are going to Maine for the weekend, leaving Friday the 13th. Eeeek! I know. Keep your fingers crossed for me that we don't encounter an axe toting freak in a hockey mask. We were going to go to Cape Cod but decided that the crowds would be insane. That would not be relaxing to me. So Maine it is. I'm stoked because I've never been.

Funny thing is that my boss is going to be in the exact same area I'm going to be in. Saturday is his last day there. Good thing I like him a lot, because I'm not feeling like we have to change spots. He's actually one of those people who are a joy to be in the company of, because he's always upbeat and has a great sense of humor, which is usually pretty subtle. You need to be quick to catch it sometimes. He's sharp.

Still, the odds of running in to each other are probably pretty slim, which means I'll probably run in to him everywhere.

But I'm excited about frolicking in the ocean. Never seen an ocean. So I'm completely jazzed about that. And my fella is the easiest going, most low-key guy on the planet, which will make the trip perfect. That is what I need right now. In a big way. I just need to unwind and chill. He's is perfectly happy and content to just hang out and take it easy. We can just do what we feel like doing. Love that.

It's only two days. But it'll be loooooovely. And I'm the kind of person who actually loves travelling in a car, bus, train, whatever. I like to be a passenger and just relax. I love looking out the window of a moving vehicle. I can do that for hours and hours and not be bored. So the six hour drive won't be a drag for me.

Doesn't hurt either that Jeff is fun, actually likes my sense of humor and my company, and doesn't mind my loud, off-tune singing. He actually encourages it. "Yeah! You got it. Get down with your bad self, baby!"

He also tells me I'm hot on a regular basis. Yeah. I've got him snowed. Thank God the drugs I've given him haven't worn off yet. Teehee!

He rocks.

Okay, enough rambling. Off to write the scene.

Later all.