Monthly Archives: July 2011

Back to hating Mondays.

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  1. I took Rousseau for a walk at 6:45 this morning, thinking it would be cooler and less muggy and I would feel less like a wrung-out dish rag when we got back. Wrong.
  2. I have the worst case of hiccups — ever.
  3. I have no idea why the fact that people keep clicking on ridiculous Facebook survey scams bothers me so much, but it does.
  4. I’m starting DT choreography today, but I have no idea what the production number will be, so…
  5. The Thriller just left to take the Finkmobile in to the dealership garage for the third time, for the same problem. The word “lemon” is starting to creep into my consciousness.
Other than that, it’s a GREAT Monday so far. How goes this morning for you?

Struggling

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I’m feeling all wonky — what’s up with this? Having trouble getting back into the routine.

It’s my way, I know. Huge deadlines and projects loom in the distance, and my tendency is to flail about on an unrelated track, hoping they’ll go away if I ignore them long enough. We really can’t have that, though. Time to get going, and very soon.

I really hope the thunderstorms calm down at 4:30 this afternoon for Robin’s and BJ’s semi-outdoor wedding. Best part — sometime during the reception, we get to grab the Js and take them home with us for the night. Baths, cuddling time, then bed in the air conditioning. It will be a welcome experience after a long evening out in the heat.

Still, those nagging projects glare at me from across the way. Hmm. Oh well — it’s Saturday, right? No work on the weekends. Today and tomorrow, we party. There’s always Monday. :-)

I hope you have something fun planned!

Twenty-three days…

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…twenty-two states. It was nothing short of awesome.

This morning, we’ll drive a few more hours, then we’re back home. I have a truckload of pictures to upload to Picasa — that is, after we cart in the truckload of luggage, gifts, food, computers and other sundries that have lived in our car for the last three weeks, and of course, after putting my feet up on the couch, turning on the air conditioning, and catching up on the last two episodes of True Blood I missed.

Speaking of missing — longer than three weeks, as I alluded to in a previous post, might be just a hair too lengthy of an absence for my liking. Last year, I think we were gone 17 days, and it was fine. This time, I found myself flirting with weariness on occasion. I didn’t like that. I think I just missed my family and friends (and the dog). I’ll also admit that music and choreography for Dinner Theatre occupied my brain more than once. I need to get back to my routine.

But all of that doesn’t diminish the absolutely fantastic, life-changing experiences we had this trip. We saw so much beauty; it was sometimes hard to take it all in. What a gas! It was fabulous all around. And thanks to all my RtB fiends for reading, commenting, and following along.

Next summer: the New England Odyssey. Plans are already forming. :-)

Fink, homeward bound

Absolute high point

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I don’t mean altitude-wise, of course, but rather the time we spent with Daddy and Kathy.

Between great conversation over Mexican food and hearing some awesome guitar playing, we exchanged lots of hugs and discussed plans for them to come north so the Thriller and I can throw a party in their honor. We think it just might be doable sometime — I hope it’s soon.

Their property on Houston Lake in rural Mississippi is peaceful and serene. We loved staying there. And Kathy’s two four-legged children are adorable:

It was hard to leave. But I’m clinging to the excitement of a reunion. Can’t wait.

So, it’s one and done for us, fiends. We stop in Indiana tonight, then we’re home by tomorrow afternoon. I hope Rousseau remembers us!

FO

Colorado

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Hello my fiends, and I apologize for the gap; internet service up here in the mountains is iffy at times.

We’ve had a great stay in Colorado. Some quick highlights:

 

Our stay in the little suite at the Columbine Inn was delightful as well. We’ve been dreading today, though. Longest drive of the trip — all the way to Kansas City. Ick.

See you on the other side! I hope everyone’s having a great weekend.

Fink (and the Thriller) on the road