It’s still raining here in southern Maine. I’m in the loft room looking out at the trees soaked and dripping, cascades of water running down the trunks and branches…no beach today though yesterday my hosts took me on a very quick turn around the beach parking lot so we could see the pounding waves. It’s vacation week for a lot of school kids and their families. It’s going to be a wet one.
We’ve done a lot of shopping. I bought my pair of sexy jeans… have to have them hemmed.. or I can roll up the legs and look like farmer Jane. That’s it. Farmer Jane in sexy jeans. Fabu Fabu.
I received many wishes of well from friends via phone messages, comments here and cosmic, psychic thoughts sent on the ether. Thanks to you all.
We had a lobsta fest last evening… with filet mignon – a surf and turf feast just for me. Fabu fabu. And I got some quality gifts including a golf board game and a bottle of the best 18 year old Scotch. Mr. Dewars step aside. 🙂
Today I am staying cozy in my bed till I hear movement down below. No need to rush. All I need is a shower and a little java to get my gears running smoothly.
I return to reality this evening… work and challenges await. TTFN.