If only every weekend were so nice. On Friday night, the jubilant J-Bird took the train up to LA with his special lady friend, Marina. I picked them up from Union Station at around 11:00 p.m. and brought them back to the homestead where we shared a couple bottles of red wine. On Saturday morning, J-Bird and I spent an hour or so at the golf course before picking up a pork loin and mojito fixings. Waiting for us at home was 2 dozen steamed blue crabs, cold beer and pink wine. For the next four hours, we picked crab, ate bbq and drank, all the while sitting on our deck in beautiful 85 degree weather. By 7:00 p.m., everyone was in a food coma and ready for bed. It was at that time that J-bird and Marina bid their farewell. I slept for the next 12 hours and woke up to another beautiful day. Priya and I ate pork loin and egg sandwichs for breakfast. The sound of our kisses filled the canyon until the sun set again.
These are the days that make all the rest worth living.
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Blogs I Read
- Marcus is up to interesting things on the Outer Banks. This is the blog for his gardening business. Contact him if you need a garden.
- Shy Drunk...Marcus' personal blog where he lets it all hang out (not literally but perhaps)
- Jonas' new blog. Visit it and disparage him with your comments.
- This is the art and ecology blog of longtime Howell friend, Chris Reiger. He's a smart guy who writes interesting things. He's also a great artist.
- Been reading TrueHoop every day for a while now. A must read for pro hoops junkies.
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flowers make the leppys dance. And by leppys I mean people with leprosy.
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