darn it.

So, you there, cool girl with the broad knowledge of music who I am instantly fond of....

A tip, a word to the wise...

I will not continue to be fond of you if, in the very first conversation we ever have about music (or in fact about anything), you feel it necessary to tell me which musician you hooked up with.

Nope.
Not cool.

In the same way that I hate that people assume I want to have sex with musicians just because I work with them and often use the word groupie to describe me; I also hate girls who, really, are the cause of that assumption. I don't actually care if you sleep with musicians - someone has to I guess - but the first conversation you have with someone (me) is not when you bring it up.

it was good.

It's really nice to make someone that happy.

Even if all it took was a late night cup of coffee. (Or maybe especially because that was all it took.)

And we all know just how much I love the spontaneous hug.

splashing around

I dreamt of you and me... splashing in the sparkling water, nothing but stars overhead. It felt like home. The water always feels like home.

It is a romantic notion, this midnight swim and yes - there was frolicking going on in those waves. But mostly my smile was due to the thought that I’d brought you home to my ocean with me.

I have been thinking a lot about showing off that stretch of sand.

Taking to the road...

I got my tickets home for Christmas. I am going to try to make a stop on the way. I hope it works out. If it does, it will make my holiday extremely cool.

I've also been road tripping for some shows with the crazy dance band. It's been fun, exhausting, delightful, sweaty, hysterical, and as Jaycie would say, rad!

More road tripping with other swell folks to come shortly which will also be fun in similar and totally different ways.

And I'm crossing my fingers on maybe being a tour guide somewhere down the line, back on my native soil. I think that'd be pretty darn cool.

certainty

I've made a decision.
And for the first time it really feels like I did.
Which I think is a sign that maybe this time it will stick.