It's Just So Cold

During the summer months, I'm so much better about posting.

I can take my computer outside, smoke, have a glass of wine, and pine on and on and on about my thoughts.

The winter? Not so much. I eat a big meal, curl up on the couch, watch Deadwood on Netflix and turn in earlier and earlier each night.

But tonight I'm officially starting my vacation. I'm not the least bit concerned about what time I go to bed, because I don't have to be at the office tomorrow. I need to do a touch of work, but it can all be done from home and none of it has to be done prior to the holiday. Oh, I'm so delighted.

What's more delightful is that Turner returns from Costa Rica tomorrow. She'll be back in the States for a full three weeks, and I can hardly contain myself.

How delightful it will be to see her again. It's been six months since we were in her country, but it seems like a lifetime. She's going back to Costa Rica in January, which only means that I'll need to return to Costa Rica in June.

Maybe this is we'll do. I'll go there, she'll come here, I'll go there. Seems like a nice trade off.

But, Turner, since you're going back, I'm gonna need to you to get your own cell phone. For crying out loud, I don't want to call your host home, so I'm gonna need a number all your own.

I swear I'm happy to pay the bill just to have you at the end of a phone call.

L.