Later today, I am boarding yet another plane, this one bound for LA, where the deep memories of my past reside.
Among other things, I'll be removing a homeless guy from our desert house, celebrating Mother's Day with Mama Iva, going to a concert with an old buddy, visiting with friends, reconnecting with my very first stepsister and experiencing the joy that is Chick Cabin Weekend. Somewhere in there, I'll also be working on another article, redoing my resume, reading, eating, hiking and picking on Sally, my neglected gee-tar.
I finished my final BlogHer Derby post and I think this includes higher quality writing than the other two. This one focuses on celebrities I met, parties I went to and the whole weird concept of fame. When you get close enough to even catch a whiff of it, you realize its this other squiggly dimension that involves an awful lot of giving up, not to mention painful footwear.
It was nice to be back in Denver, even if it was only for four days. Long enough to reconnect with my beloved Rodents, albeit briefly, and bond with my neighbor Erin over the relentlessness of life.
Hugs to you Denver! BRB!
Guess where I'm going in June? NOWHERE. I'm so excited!