Breezes

Yesterday I was off all day. I managed to sleep until almost 9 a.m. It felt pretty good.

Yaw called about 9:15 thinking he was going to wake me up. I knew we had to head for the airport far too soon after he would arrive, so I had already gotten up and started getting ready.

He was almost to my place when he called so I finished up quickly and met him at the door. We only had about an hour to spend before we had to leave because Brandon had created some strange concoction in the sacred coffee pot and I wouldn't drink it. So, naturally we were going to have to stop somewhere (Dunkin' Donuts) so I could properly caffeinatefor my day.

At the drive-up we annoyed the poor employee while I questioned Yaw as to whether or not he wanted something and what it might be. He decided on a large white hot chocolate. White in this case described both the flavor and the temperature. He took a sip and I asked how it was. He said it was hot. I said "It is called 'HOT' chocolate." He said it was so hot it burned his tongue. I was impressed. Usually when I warm things up in the microwave, it goes in for 2 minutes on high or he thinks it isn't thoroughly heated. I sipped happily at my medium iced coffee with 3 Splenda packets, some cream and some caramel flavor. Yummy.

Off we went to the airport. We were in his car with cruise control and an engine that doesn't shake at 75 mph... oh, and a radar detector. We made great time getting there. I pulled up to the departures gate and said goodbye so he can go save a client for a week or so.

Heading home, I called Deb to see if she wanted to have some beach time with me. It would be my first visit this year. She is already a nice toasted shade of tan due to her Latina blood. She said that sounded great and said to call her when I got back into Titusville. About a minute after I hung up, I found the traffic jam - not very welcome since I had to pee before I dropped Yaw off but I couldn't go inside because I would have to leave the car. For the next 45 minutes, I spent an eternity sure in the knowledge that my bladder would not last until I reached the next sign of civilization. I reached my exit, which luckily comes out within a mile or two of Summit. And, just as luckily, I had my work badge on me so I could get in the door. Which I did, and not a moment too soon.

I got back in the car and called Deb to let her know I was finally back in town and we eventually agreed that I would get ready and meet at her house. She had her son and his friend on hand and so far hadn't managed to convince them that they wanted to spend the afternoon at the beach. I explained it was company I wanted as much as beach and, being Deb, she understood. We spent a moment playing with Clancy's snake. An itty-bitty boa of some sort. He sensed the heat in my chest from the magnifying glass effect of my windshield and was heading straight there before I stopped him. The whole scene reminded me very much of the manner by which my ex-husband and I selected the love bird we purchased. A story, perhaps, for another time.

After entertaining the snake for a few minutes, Deb informed me that our beach time would be spent in beach chairs in the back yard with a table for our drinks and crackers, and tiny boom box that her ipod plugged into it. We were in heaven with the sun and the breezes and the music. Our taste in music is identical, i.e, pretty much anything. We were set for the day.

After we had enough sun, I piled myself back into my truck and came home. I watched one of the movies I'd rented and watched the news and weather so I'd know what to expect today. I had opened up the house to let it air, but some heavy air moved in and made it too hot and humid. When I watched the weather, they said today we'd have heavy thunder storms through the morning. I decided to move my truck over to block in Yaw's car so I wouldn't have to walk in the rain on my way to work this morning.

It wasn't raining when I headed out this morning, but I was still glad I'd moved the truck. When I came home this afternoon, I opened everything up again. The rain had brought in some nice cooler temperatures so I could turn off the a.c. and breathe. Right now I'm enjoying the fruits of my efforts.

The breeze is blowing nicely, and I've moved the fan (that big honkin' fan from when my a.c. died over in the towers) into hall, to suck the air from the front of the house into the back. Where my p.c. sits I am excellently positioned to feel it passing through. Add to that the sound of the breezes blowing through the Oak branches and palm tree boughs, and I've got a heaven of a completely different sort.

I spoke to Yaw a few minutes ago. I asked how he had spent his day. He said he'd found a new website and spent his whole day staring at it. It's apparent purpose is to show every TV show ever. He latched onto the sci-fi section and all was lost. I'm sure he will do nothing but watch that until it's time to go save the credit union tomorrow.

I think I'm finally wound down enough to head to bed and get rested for tomorrow. As soon as Dresden Files is over. A girl's gotta have her goals.