Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for those good thoughts! The rings turned up last Tuesday morning--in a pile of magazines on the coffee table. I moved that pile so many times but didn't go thru it. I can't tell you how relieved I was! Coincidentally (and we all know by now that there is no such thing), H came by that night for the first time in 2 weeks, back from his trip to So. Cal. and Mexico. He has no idea they were missing, and he never will as far as I'm concerned.
My own trip was awesome! I have to say that WI and MN are very pretty but very flat, at least where I was. I ended up helping out a lot on Sat. morning before the wedding with little details that were stressing the bride and her mom out, like the flowers showing up late, etc., and they were very grateful to have an extra pair of hands. The wedding itself was GORGEOUS. The reception was a lot of fun--I am not a big dancer, but after a few drinks I really let it all hang out and had a blast! At midnight, a shuttle dropped the bride and groom off at the B and B we all stayed in, and then it took us barhopping. One of the highlights was when the bouncer checked my ID, shook his head reflexively and said, "No, you're not." I love this man now. We closed the bar at 2 AM, went back to the B and B and hung out in the backyard.
And I flirted.
With a cute guy 10 years younger than me.
It was FUN.
I really had to decide if I wanted it to go any further than flirting.
It felt GOOD to be pursued and to feel desirable.
But I kissed him on the cheek and said good night.
I am still smiling to myself about it.
I went to bed at 3:30--got up at 7:00 without a hangover (!) and heade out on the 3-hour drive to the airport. It was long day, but so worth it!
I have to say that flirting also gave me a window into how affairs start. That feeling of being wanted was pretty heady. Never an excuse, but a reason.
H was shocked to hear that I went to WI. Good mystery opportunity there. In the past week, he's been by a few times. He brought the fixings for margaritas and left them here--many afternoons he's stopped in, mixed us a drink or two, and spent a little time with me. Very nice.
In other news, a nest of yellowjackets has shown up outside my back door. I got stung on the head yesterday evening when I walked out. Those buggers are going down, man! The problem is that I don't see how to get them out. I sprayed this morning, but it only infuriated them. I may need to call a pro in. H looked and suggested this. Any other ideas?
