Perkins, she was visiting you, right? I know that is where your cabin is too, which is why I mentioned it. (If you'd prefer that info be private, I'm happy to delete.) Such a gorgeous place. Utterly idyllic. My favorite quirk about the island, though, is the fact that they have a ridiculous number of post offices for a tiny place. Well, that and their eccentric parades.
t hugs JZ for saying nice things about me
I am also so very happy for you and the Wallybee--I know you two are happier than you and Bec ever could have been--but I understand feeling a little odd and wistful about news like this. I really do.
She was at our place. I wasn't there though-- I probably won't make it there this summer.
So generous! I'm bummed you won't get to go there this summer, though.
t points and nods at what Kristin, Plei, JZ, etc. said, BT.
Here's what we did: Sleep till noon. Get up, eat delicious breakfast in pj's. Sit and read and drink beer. Stop for early dinner, either at home or out (depending on how much beer was consumed). Read. Go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat.
This is very similar to my vacation, except with the extra 13 members of The Boy's family. (Who, to their credit, all did their own thing and let me do mine.)
(Some mornings, his dad's definition of "doing his own thing" was to go to the bakery and bring us all fresh-baked pastries. Oh dear lord yes.)
We didn't leave the island for the entire 8 days. We did, however, go through 2 cases of beer.
THIS? Is a perfect vacation.
So generous!
Not me. They rented the place.
eta: Steph, You and the Boy should do that next year!
I am also so very happy for you and the Wallybee--I know you two are happier than you and Bec ever could have been--but I understand feeling a little odd and wistful about news like this. I really do.
Yeah, it's an odd feeling. I'm sure the Russians have a single word for it.
Oh BT, I can imagine feeling all kinds of conflicted about it even if you're happy for Bec.
