It’s time for my own personal mini-break and I am so so so glad!
In the past few years, all of my vacation time has been spent flying to a seminary at the top of a mountain in Oklahoma to learn new healing techniques or winging my way to Arizona to sit at the feet of my beloved (former) teacher or some combination thereof. Despite living two hours from the Atlantic ocean, I have not been to “the beach” in a long time. And I really miss it.
There’s something about being near the water that just revives me. I can’t wait to just BE in that salt water air.
I’ll be parking my ass underneath an umbrella much like the one on the right along with my iPhone (which has my audible books), my iPad (has the non-audible books) and my pens and notebooks.
This is about as good as it get for this girl (well, okay, add some COOKie into the mix, perhaps thirty adult beverages or so and hello nirvana!) so I shall be extra happy for a few days.
So for all you creepers who stalk the blog (I think there are like six of you now! woo hoo! My marketing push is working! hah) think fondly of me sitting on a deserted beach, minus Duty (whom I’ve freed up to go do whatever makes his heart happy) and just recharging my engine.
PS: Snagged COOKie tix for when he comes to Baltimore the day after my birthday! Perennial fangirl Cousin O’Love and I shall be attending (this will make her fifth time seeing him, I think!) and I’m totes ready for another show.
I shall never forget my first one in 2009 at Towson University where I was at the foot of the not-very-high stage the entire time and could have touched him (but managed to refrain because I have a sliver of self-respect left).
Ah! One of the high points of my life and don’t you laugh at me for that either! (I still love him.)