Wednesday, July 21, 2010

. . . Plus Sunday Night at the Movie

Kieffer also had the idea to catch Sunday's late show at the theater instead of the evening show, which opened up a time slot we hadn't talked about before.   I figured it would work out okay with my children, so I said yes, I'd like to go.   We went ~~ the show was cool ~~ and we both feel like we had a great weekend together, not at all what it sounded like at first, which was nonexistent.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Easy Peasy Picnic

What an easy way to spend a hot, humid Saturday afternoon.   Kieffer grilled hot dogs and we ate a picnic of leftovers from his fridge out in his shaded rock garden.   Easy conversation, easy vibes.   We had figured on lunching together ~~ an hour, maybe two at most.

Things were going so well that after lunch we headed to the pond.   He swam while I swung in the hammock under the shade trees.   Then another conversation ~~ this one revealing some facets we hadn't talked about before.   And still easy and comfortable.

Mmmmmm, nice.   :)

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His Hot Head, My Cold Feet

Truly, I am very happy that Kieffer cooled off and called back.   But I feel so strange ~~ strained is more the right word ~~ and instead of looking forward to seeing him on Sunday morning, I'm dragging my feet ~~ my suddenly cold feet.   Anxiety ... dread ... I finally settle on "apprehensive" to describe my feelings to Kieffer in an email.   I know if I don't, I'll end up being late and adding stress, or I'll cancel at the last minute, again causing regrets.   So I write ....

And he writes back.   Three times.   With lots of new ideas.   And I feel a LOT more cherished and NOT squeezed into a cramped little slot.   Whew!

Then all of a sudden, like some curse has been lifted, my weekend opens up.   A morning-and-afternoon session is rescheduled, a half-afternoon appointment is found to be non-existent (my record-keeping is haphazard), and I must say this feels like the goddess of fortune blessing our weekend with grace.

Around here they call it the support of nature, and it happens when you let go and let god.

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