Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Three weeks ago tonight

I got back from Florida on Sunday afternoon. I should say, we got back from Florida... Graci joined me during the second week of my three week stay.

I was going to write some long, rambling post about vacation, and moving plans (the living room looks like we're trying to construct a topographical map of Colorado with cardboard boxes), and my Memorial Day.

I spent seven hours in student loan consolidation and repayment hell today, though. long, rambling post. Short and sweet instead.

It was about 6:30 in the evening. I was sitting in the backyard, drinking a Blue Moon. I'd just spent a few hours walking on the beach. I planned to spend the next few reading Midnight's Children and admiring my budding tan.

The backyards in the neighborhood are surrounded by vine covered walls. On the other side of the wall, the neighbor man was grilling and singing along with Frank Sinatra. The neighbor man, George, is an old Italian New Yorker, and he can carry a tune. He has always been one of my favorite things about vacation in Florida.

I laid my head back on the chaise, watched the palm fronds rustle over my head, licked the sea salt left on my lips by the breeze, and listened to George sing...

I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

To whom it may concern

So far, the sun has not singed me to the point that I've been driven indoors. blogging.

I thought the rain may send me inside today. But, the screened in porch is a lovely place to read a book during a storm. So blogging.

I just thought I should stop by to say that I haven't run off with a cabana boy or been washed out to sea.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009


I thought that maybe I should pop in to say that I am out. In Florida. On the beach. Under the sun. With a good book. And a cold beer.

At some point, I'll get a little too well done in the all that sun. Crispy around the edges, I'll come back in to bitch about my sunburn to you--an unsympathetic audience, I'm sure.

In the meantime, though, I'm out...