Hello from the the coast, folks. I have to say, after a week (plus) of frozen pipes and weeks of subzero temperatures, I am soaking up every possible minute of this warm ocean air.
Today, I chilled with the ‘rents in Swanksylvania, their neighboring hotspot, and Swanksberg, their sunny city. We ate dinner at 5pm, to my great amusement, especially as it was on the heels of ragging my dad about getting these enormous sunglasses. Seinfeld in jammies is the order of the night. You know, I joke about this, but really, this kind of mellow is good. I think for all of us. I know it, in fact.
Things are well here. Nobody has said anything/acted out in any manner that will require therapy to overcome, in fact everything has been quite cheery. The beachy greenery is quite nice, and maybe the Victorian physicians were onto something prescribing a sea air holiday once in a while. Tomorrow, I will attempt to drive their Caddy for a few errands. Keep me in your thoughts. Oy.
In other news, I have a little crazy story over at Unfinished Stories today. I wrote it a long, long time ago and remember it being terribly fun to write, but it suddenly, almost mid-sentence, running its story-course. So, it found a home, at long last.
Anyway, just wanted to let everyone know that despite completely neurotic worries about crashing planes, I arrived safely and all is going swimmingly.