Honestly I am trying to figure out what I did to deserve the rotten drives I have had to do the last two weekends............. again this week I drove through pouring rain, thunder and lightening, and strong winds. I was so relieved to finally arrive safe and sound.
W had had the roof done on Friday - so now we have a brand new blue roof on our lil home.
Saturday W took me out shopping for birthday presents for the grand kids. Life has been so hectic I haven't even had time to shop for groceries never mind birthday gifts!! We found a delightful toy store filled with all sorts of "educational" toys - and trust me educational does NOT mean boring !! It does mean imagination though..and I am a big supporter of toys that run on imagination.
Then we had a nice quiet afternoon - just vegging out before getting ready for the play party on Saturday evening.
The play party included a barbeque with lots of interesting salads (ever had a hot Moroccan barley salad??? it was so yummy !!) The barbeque gave us time to visit with some of the folks in the Kingston community. It was fun to discuss different styles and philosophies - and I was pleased to know that this particular group accepts some of the protocols that we believe in.
Finally we made our way downstairs to the wonderful play space and settled ourselves into one private room. It was one of the more memorable play times we have had. It wasn't long before W found his rhythm and we were dancing together to the sting of the whips and the sensual strokes of the knives. Spectators stood at the door and watched from the safety of the hallway........... i could hear the whispers - but instead of being distracting they were rather soothing.
We were on the road home by 10:30 which suits me just fine !!! Usually that's the time we are heading out to parties...........this was much more civilized.
Sunday morning I ached from head to toe, Honestly we can't go weeks without a play time if this old body is going to adjust!!
I dreaded leaving - and the memories of how heavy my eyes got last Sunday haunted/worried me. I raided W's cd collection and found a handful of cd's from the 60's and sang all the way home.
I'll get used to this commuting thing......only 9 more months .. right?
Sounds like a wonderful weekend (except for the drive over). Hang in there my friend.
ReplyDeletehugs, swan
Maybe it isn't all about you and what you did to deserve the rotten commutes. Maybe their is some horrid miscreant running the route that so richly deserves it.
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand, maybe it is you. Maybe it is payback for you know what.
And that would mean your karma is biting every one that runs that route with you dead in the ass.