New Leaves

In the heat

I'd like to clarify that I meant House is over, as in for the season, not fin, finito, etc. Sorry Loki. I'd blow a gasket for sure if there wasn't House next season. I'm quite sure it will come back, it seems to have a pretty loyal fan base. And it's growing. The USA network in my area runs last years season, so all those Tuesday nights I had to work, I can now catch up.

It's bloody hot outside. I'm glad. I couldn't stand the winter, and the weather just two weeks ago was akin to mid March.

Mike and I stopped by the hippie retreat this weekend. Mike used to be in high demand at the festivals, by the ladies. That's to say, they had a lot of demands, but he ran the other way. One particular previous interested female decided that she was going to parade about in matching bra and panties right in front of him whilst I was drumming and dancing. The drumming circle was about 30 feet from the inducting ceremony to a rather fun group. She is 'Queen Bee' of that group. I watched with amusement as I circled the fire and saw her prancing about while Mike was working on some leather pieces. I could not *wait* to tease the crap out of him. I go back to drumming and dancing. Next time I look over. Mike has turned his chair completely around so that he absolutely doesn't have to look at that. She was slightly offended.

I love my man. I still teased him. I had to.

I am entertaining the notion of taking some drumming classes, or getting some sort of home tutorial. Our drumming circles are so weak now, that even my one beat drumming ends up leading. If I am going to lead, then I'd rather lead right. It was an odd moment last night when I realized that I was in fact, the leader for the whole hour that I was drumming. It takes a ton of concentration to hang on to the beat anyways. Now I have to hang on to the beat because everyone else is hanging on to it too.

Oh how I love dancing around a bonfire.

I was happy to see that the organization that I was a part of had a really great turn out.

They are in the midst of a legal battle because of discrimination. It seems to happen every time we find a decent campsite. The local religious get their knickers in a twist and put some heat on the establishment that rents to us. That establishment (ignorantly) decides to tell us that we can't come back.
Dumbasses. Now, instead of paying 450.00 for a campsite, they had to find one and pay 4500.00. Believe me, it's difficult to find a campsite for memorial day and labor day weekends that has the ammenities that a potential outcome of 300 need.

Mike and I missed the place so much that we visited one day, then went home and decided to come back the next night. Mike donated some staves to the auction and they let us in butt cheap. We stayed over night last night, and I tell you, that was just the thing that the doctor ordered. We got to catch up with a bunch of friends and I got to talk to Susan.

If any of you remember, I originally moved to Kentucky with Susan. I've seen her twice since then, when she happened to come through my drive thru. I was unable to actually talk to her, until this weekend, and we decided to patch things up. Nobody's perfect. I missed her. Things seem to be back on the up and up. Yay.

I was happy to see quite a few friends that I'd not seen in a while. It gave me a bit of hope for the organization. Another thing that I noticed is that there were a lot of families with children. It's supposed to be a family organization, previously, that meant a handful of kids, even when we had large events. Now, I am pleased to see that there is growth.

I'd really like to see some people step up for leadership and some fresh faces in the meetings. If I wasn't busy this next year with restarting my business, the potential for school, trying to get settled into my household, I believe that Mike and I would probably go. I just can't get sucked back into all of that.

If Mike and I ever have a ceremony, (that's how we word it, I'm not really ready to talk about legalizing our relationship) I'm half tempted to have it at a hippie retreat so that you all will have to come to one. Put it in your noggin, it's quite a LONG time away. :P

Now, I must clean house. In the heat. Bleah.