Weekend

We spent a nice Saturday camping and fishing at a lake near here, the weather was perfect and it was a full moon. Then I woke up at 230am to distant lightening and thunder. I checked the radar on my phone and saw a huge bunch of thunderstorms about an hour west of us and we both decided that we would rather pack up and hike the mile or two out than deal with 2 wet dogs, wet stuff, and a muddy path the next morning. Needless to say, when we finally got out and waited in the car for the storm to pass and got home/showered etc, it was 530am. Yesterday was a lazy day for sure. However, it was good to get out and the Agent and I had a nice conversation and all is well (apology accepted plus a good discussion). The dogs were beat after all that hiking and swimming and running around. They slept all day yesterday while I watched football and WNBA (Lindsay was a liability unfortunately as the Sun lost) and then my Chiefs win. A perfect Sunday is the morning paper and football on all day with naps interspersed.

Other things:

With all the rain we've been getting and it's still warm, my garden and flowers/plants are still going crazy. The best basil I've had ever and my peppers will kick your peppers' asses. I mowed Fri night which got me into my zen zone.

My friend, L, is coming to town for a month..she had just moved to New Orleans in July to start a job at Tulane. She's spending time here b/c they gave her an office to work out of and also the Algerian Fool (her bf) is back here. Will be good to see her and perhaps get some camping in with her while she's here.

I had a dream last night (will spare you details), but one memorable line from it was me saying to someone "But you know I have a fetish for high heels"...which, while true, I had actually forgotten. So yeah.

Finally, a song from this album has been going through my head for weeks. I am going to pull it out and put it here in hopes that it goes away.

Putting all the vegetables away
that you bought at the grocery store today.
And it goes fast, you think of the past.

Suddenly everything has changed.

Driving home the sky accelerates.
And the clouds all form a geometric shape.
And it goes fast, you think of the past.

Suddenly everything has changed.

Putting all the clothes you washed away,
As you're folding up the shirts you hesitate.
Then it goes fast, you think of the past.

Suddenly everything has changed.