Nomad No More!

Ah to be home again! No, I don't think I'm being overly dramatic; I just realized that I have not spenT the night in my home for a full week since the mid April. B/c of my second job, work, and the other travel stuff, I've been one wandering woman! So nice to finally unpack and know that I'll stay unpacked. And while I can lament about not being home, I will say that I wouldn't trade the experiences. Well, most of the time. :-) But ESPECIALLY this past weekend. The trip to Padre was awesome.

There is no greater feeling than walking across a sandy shore as the waves lap against your feet, on a sunny, breezy day, having a full cooler of beer on the beach and one of your nearest and dearest friends by your side. Our conversations drifted b/w the minutia of life, the sublime moments of living, what we wanted to happen to us when we die, and everything in between. I'm sure Jana is still wondering how that "Shut the fuck up!" line from Magnolia became an entire conversation. (Well, we can scratch our heads together.) J

Our days were quite simple: get up, make a good breakfast, get ready and head out for the beach. The first day we didn't get home from the beach until 7 pm, and off we went for naps, from which one of us almost never returned before lights out. The second day we did better; we were home and showered relatively early and were able to make a great Italian sausage dish w/penne pasta and Barefoot wine. Of course, having drank beer all day at the beach, we didn't actually kill that second bottle, but dammit, we did some damage. I brought no less than 74 bottles of beer to Padre, and am pleased to announce that we only left the bottled beer (glass) in my trunk for my returning trip home.

AND, no less than 3 people noticed that I AM darker! YES! The fight b/w SPF 45 and the sun was fought nobly and the good guys won! 1) Hey, I want to look nice, I'm not inviting cancer to my door; 2) Some of the non-Hispanics w/out centuries of genes to back us, did not fare so well. (Jana, you ever get cancer, I'll donate my skin-the hair will just be a "get well" gift.)