POOLSIDE & A GIVEAWAY
Earlier this month, Hans and I spent some time babysitting his family's house. We fed it, watered it, gave it a bath, read it a bedtime story, and eventually sang it to sleep before its parents came home a little late and a little drunk.
Okay, not really. But we did feed the turtles, fill the pool, and watch "Wilfred." (Or, rather, Hans watched "Wilfred" in the living room while I pecked away at my Historic Indianapolis article, sneaking glances via a reflection on the sliding glass door.) Other than having to stay up until 4:00 in the morning to finish writing (you know, because I'm a masochist), the weekend was relaxing, calming. We were away from the city, and away from responsibilities. (Other than feeding the turtles, of course.) Unlike the previous weekends, we didn't have to drive to a wedding, drive to Hannibal, drive to something else/do something else. We had a break, and it was lovely.
It was hot, too, and terribly humid. I always forget how terribly hot summer can be, and how horrifying the humidity can get. Each year, I forget I hate summer. I forget until I break from the daily grind and head outside, where the moist air slams into my face and lungs, a brick to the chest.
To escape summer's mocking, I spent some time by the pool. It was teal, blue, sparkling, cool.
This week will be a busy one. I'm finishing up my last week of work as a temporary hire. I'm sorting through my files and backing them up. Hans and I are cleaning the apartment, looking at houses, and shopping for food and the future. I'll also need to throw together at least two Historic Indianapolis articles. Why? Because, on Saturday, I and my two best friends (whom I collectively refer to as "the Tweedles") will be leaving for a two-week road trip! We plan to spend a couple of days around Omaha before heading north to South Dakota, Montana, and--eventually--Seattle and Vancouver. Most of the trip seems like a dream; unreal and unattainable. All I sense and all I know is that, in just a few days, I will see my mother again. (We're staying with her while we visit Omaha.)
Before I leave, though, I'd like to thank everyone for their support and friendship and readership. I've been absent for awhile, I know. Gone from blogging, gone from reading. I've been holding myself back, and I want thank you for sticking with me. For leaving comments. For sending emails. For talking and caring. Thank you. Thank you for more than four years of blogging friendships. And thank you for reminding me that I'm not alone. I recently received my 1,000th comment and, as a celebration of that little milestone and as a small thank you, I'm hosting an impromptu, pop-up giveaway.
The giveaway package includes: a blank journal (with lined pages), a postcard from Two Tone Press, two postcard-sized "mini posters" from Mile 44, a delicate "wishing bracelet" from Copper Roots Studio, a compact mirror from abbeychristine (check out her Bob Ross finger puppet!), a bar of artisan soap from Get Lathered Soap Company ("Sugared Lemons Eye Candy"-scented), and two vintage photographs taken from my own collection. I may throw a couple of small surprises in there, too.
The giveaway ends on Thursday, July 25, at 11:59 p.m. So make sure you enter before you slather yourself in sunscreen, throw on your shades, and head out to face the sun. And the heat. And the humidity. And the week.
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