Bethalou

Well, I suppose…

Today at lunch I saw a forty-something woman give a tush pat to a forty something man. I’m pretty sure they weren’t married (to each other, the woman had a ring) because they stood outside their vehicle for a long time talking before getting in and driving off. Married people tend to continue the conversation into the vehicle and go from there. It was all very low-key, but I still smirked a little. I like watching people. Scopophilia.

Lots of “philia” going around these days, actually. –lovely segue beth–I’m pretty excited about my new friend, goyls. Not to splatter my private life all up on the interwow, but things are good in the love-arena. Dith, can our apartment be named the Love Arena? Makes me think of a bull-fighting arena; we battle love like matadors battle ginormous (horny) hulks of angry muscle.

Guys, I’m getting sick of trying to blog. I only want you to come home.

Things to tell you more about in the coming weeks:

1. Lady Dr. visit.

2. This thing with a boy.

I’m glowing inside, my friends. I’ve spent the last three evenings with Scott, and it’s been wonderful. This came way the heck out of nowhere, but I’m so fiercely happy and hopeful these days! I feel like the bestest me! Oy. Who  could have predicted it? Wammo!

Sneak peak for when you guys get back: Last night (date 3) we cleaned a pool. Then we sang songs. Then we yackity yacked for three hours. What the heck.

Gah!! I can’t stop smiling! Wonderful date last night. Ugh. Awesome. Went to a fancy dinner then went to the quarry and walked around and  sat on a dock and chatted and then watched a movie and then slow-danced (hee!). And honestly I can’t say that I’ve ever enjoyed another person’s (excluding the Trifecta) company as much as  I did last night. I’m in-friggin-fatuated. I swore I wouldn’t date anyone who didn’t make me laugh, and I pretty struck gold in that area. Today is a good day for giggles and stomach flip-flops, I think.

I’m so excited to see Brittney! Couple weeks, couple weeks.

National Geographic news: A very well-preserved baby Woolly Mammoth has been found in Siberia. Scientists are optimistic about getting a decent enough DNA sample to clone the mammoth, essentially resurrecting a species that has been extinct for more than 10,000 years. This is awesome.

Back to civilization! The Boundary Waters never cease to amaze me. I always forget how much more at home I feel there. Ginormous sky and trees and sparkly water. This trip was a little different because of my back being messed up, but over all it was a very good trip. “I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” -Wendell Berry Also! There were two very large piles of moose poo outside our tent. There was a red deer in the river. There was a frog who wouldn’t leap when prodded, but would try to eat our prodding stick instead. There was a concert held by myself and Uncle Simon while we were bobbing along swimming in the lake– everyone’s favorites: Queen, Simon and G-funk, Prince, Michael Jackson, Johnny Cash, and most of the Pocahantas soundtrack.

Also, I dropped a tree on my right pointer toe, causing it to literally turn black. How a giant log could focus all of its damage on one toe is a mystery. So, I wound up portaging out with a limp and a crooked back. Uncle Simon has christened me “Hop-Along”. Now we’ve made it through the wilderness and are back to toilets, concrete, and…dates!

My date is tonight! Can’t help but smile.

Quote of the day: “Beautiful miss, when a man is in love, is jealous, and has been whipped by the Inquisition, he is no longer himself.”

-Candide, Voltaire

1. Was asked on a date! By a nice young man who also sings at church and is good friends with my cousin Ruth. He has a very good sense of humor.

2. Am going to the Boundary Waters on Wednesday!! Will be vacating civilization for a short time.

3. Miss my friends? Yes I do.

 4. Damn I just messed up my back! I’ve had this pinched nerve thing for a while and today I stood up from lunch and my knee just buckled and I nearly fell on the floor of Panera. Caught myself with my other foot and my hand on the table like an old lady and wobbled out in shame. Right in front of a tall dark handsome man who was saying…something…to me about the trash can. Am going to go to the chiropractor this afternoon to fix this shit before camping.