Sleep while I drive

Trip planning is in full force…

It’s actually exactly 3 weeks from today.
I was saying two, but that isn’t right ack!!

We are leaving after a quick birthday moment
on the 28th. Jan is itching to go early, she is trying
to get someone to come in early for her on that
day so that we can leave. She is pushing
for both trips to leave early, drive part way and
stop for a few hours to sleep at a cheap hotel.
So we don’t arrive tired from a long drive.
Which may be fine for the Florida trip, but MI?
Now that one, I am not sure I can stop driving
once my foot hits that gas pedal.

Jan believes in “Helping” me drive. She will not sleep
and perhaps take over driving when I get tired.
She NEVER sleeps while I drive! She is actually
fearful of highway driving. Her years as a paramedic
also left her with an annoying habit of helping…
Turning, stopping, Jan is right there for you.
Her foot on her imaginary brake pedal, pushing someday,
I am sure through the floor board of my car.
Her head in the way as she peers to the right to see
if it is all clear. Really…. I can see if you would move
your damned head! Even if she is on the phone or busy
with other things while in the car, she stops what she
is doing to help me drive! She trusts my driving I know,
it is just habit. Too many years helping park ambulances
I think. Lord help me I still love getting in that car with her.
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Trip One:
First stop: St Augustine, two days
http://www.staugustineislandinn.com/

Because I research theses things to death,
I discovered this just happens to be going on
at the same time…
Honors Art show, http://staaa.org/

July 1,
Coastline drive from St. Augustine up through
Jax Beach, Amelia Island and north
to the edge of Georgia at Fernandina Beach.
http://www.jacksonvillebeach.org/
http://www.fbfl.us/

We will probably stay somewhere overnight, playing
it by ear, no real plans for that next day, just going
to stop where we want to as we drive toward
Tybee and Savannah.

July 3, 4, 5,
In Tybee we will be staying with Katrina and her daughter.
They have been friends of ours for about 8 years now.
We have traveled with Katrina before, a great gambling
weekend Jan and I and three other (straight) women friends
went on. It was a great time. I expect this trip will be too.

Katrina has a cottage, a family cottage, a couple of blocks
from the shore on Tybee Island. Her daughter Krissy is
Hilary’s age, or a year or two younger. They have spent time
together here at parties over the years and enjoy spending
time together, though they aren’t “friends” yet. Krissy
has several friends coming with them as well. So it will be
a house full and great fun! Katrina is looking forward to
having other adults join them as she is usually there with
teens she takes down to keep Krissy company.
Katrina wants us all to do a dinner show, Indian cuisine along
with a belly dancer show. Sounds like fun to me.

Hilary is very excited that this will be her first fourth of
July celebration on the beach. Fireworks and all.

Katrina is a hard partying, fun, attractive all woman, woman.
You know the type, knows she is sexy and feels good about it.
She has confidence though she isn’t body perfect.
She attracts attention just being in a room. She smiles easily.
Tanned and made up, shirts cut to there. I tease her often
that she knows I am a boob woman and wears those shirts
to make me look. She has a cross that perpetually gets
stuck in her cleavage, hard to miss a cross sideways poking
out from her nether regions LOL. My eye is drawn to it…
It gets me in trouble. Not really. We all laugh at my fascination
with breasts in general, not just hers. Relax folks I don’t want her.
Just admire her manner and style. Jan does too.
We will have a lovely few days there.
And then back home by the 6th …I think?

Which is when I start having the runs for three weeks
until we leave again to go and meet Laura and G!!
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My body hates me. Or maybe the truth is, I hate it.
I guess it is healthy again. Operating as it should in every way.
Damn it. Damn it to hell. I was sure I was in menopause big
time. Five perfect months of that lovely reality shot to hell.
Damn it. I hate periods!! I want to be finished!
I am also stuck weight wise at 204. I can not get it to
move lower than that. Oh, it goes higher quite easily.
Alarmingly easy.

I seriously feel like I have failed at tightening up what sags…
I am trying to say that those who will judge me by my flab
don’t deserve to know me. HA easy to say… I do care,
I care too much how I look. Especially to someone who hasn’t
seen me since I was 18 and fit. Three kids and a life happened
in between. It’s the whole High School reunion thing.
Am I enough, where have I been. I make myself sick of me
with worry. And you know Laura doesn’t give a damn about my
saddle bags! So what is my fricking problem?

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Must get some work done today as yesterday was sort of
crampy, cranky and not very productive. Work wise I mean,
we did mow and I even worked out as my back was hurting…
HA! Who knew I was cramping… I would have laid down and
ate bon bons… Isn’t that what we women do once a month?
Hell no! Not much stops the work that needs done.

I did grout Confidence and part of the butterfly piece.
Will do the rest today as I am using two colors on that.
I’ll have to take pics tonight as Jan took her new camera to
work to show it to a few friends there. Or I could use mine.
Nah.
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I still need to organize a flash drive photo album to share with G.
I was going to take a paper one, but why? Most of what I want to
share with her I have on digital images and can put them on a
flash drive and put it in my pocket! One less big thing to pack.
She hasn’t seen the albums on flickr that Laura has and I would
like to share my family and home with her.
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On another note, I must call my first partner Cathy and see
if she is well enough… (mentally) to see me and meet Jan.
(She moved to St Augustine a few years after we broke up.)
I am not sure she will do it. She is very confused, very odd now.
Years of her mental instability has taken it’s toll on her.
The last time we spoke ( a few months ago)
she told me several stories that her sister Madeline later
disputed as crazy talk as we spoke in a grocery store aisle…
so we will see. I think I can get her to meet us for a meal.

Funny that this summer for me will be filled with women I have
loved for most of my life. It amazes me that Jan not only supports it,
but is making me crazy to go right now!! How lucky am I…

you knew it would be here…
Melissa… You can sleep while I drive…