The uninhabitable planet of my brain has recently spun itself off into a totally new orbit. There were memorable stops along the way, like this island where I spent a week:
and these new, inspiring and creative friends (who also happened to share the island with me and my brain)
and, we had a lot of fun with melted wax, fabric and dye pots, in a setting out of some Jamie Wyeth painting complete with bluebirds, spotted fawns, a full moon and island breezes
naturally, one island isn’t enough, so there was this island where Greatest Husband hiked with me
and a rocking fish boil to celebrate the end of seven perfect days
before returning home to:
- welcome beloved family members from Denmark with their two new babies
- pack and move my office (yes, I do have a pesky job)
- pack and fly to STL for a reunion weekend, a bar mitzvah and to set a personal record of number of consecutive parties attended over the course of four days (to say nothing of the chocolate buzz that is still curling my toes from Sunday brunch at the Ritz – omg, they actually let people like me into the Ritz)
- return home, but not before spending six hours in the STL airport and having my first experience being frisked in the airport security “pit” FUN!
But, my brain’s course is still a bit wobbly and this post is only a light beam. I’ve already moved six billion light years further along, so don’t get used to seeing much new material here. I’m off to another continent just as soon as I get the laundry done – one so far away the sun never sets there.
If you can zero-in on my coordinates as I pass over your town, you’re welcome to help me celebrate my birthday on Thursday. There will be cake, beignets and iced coffee – and I’ll be staying far away from black holes.
We’ll have an interstellar gas of a good time.