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Bumdom Day 3

Waking up today, I discovered a rare event...I actually tried to force myself to sleep in! But I had a busy day planned, so I forced myself to peel away the layers of covers. I'm so glad I did...perhaps you are, too.

I watched "The Plague" on The History Channel while I colored my hair. That was fascinating, believe it or not. Yes, I know I'm such a history geek. Then I tried on each of my new t-shirts before choosing my typical black shirt.

I drove to Lakeland, drinking horchata on the way. It was worth the drive so I could see this little one...


Rachel and I talked and laughed and I changed a diaper. Makaylah likes to sleep when I'm around (hmm...maybe I could hire myself out for somnambulists). So I held her and rocked her and watched her sleep. And Rachel and I talked. We seem to do that well.



The time was too short, and I had to go visit with some dear old friends. We had a delightful time, swapping a few stories about our loved ones and getting caught up to date on recent events. They were my date tonight for the unveiling of the newest issue of Cantelievers.

I gasped in shock when my name was called. I thought I had only been eligible for one award, and I was sitting there attempting to convince myself that I am still a decent writer when I heard my name. Now I have a plaque with my name on it and a gift card to Barnes & Noble. (Hooray!)

Then the guest poet read some of his poetry. It was interesting how he mixed in words borrowed from other languages and how raw and real his subjects are.



On the way out we stopped at the art gallery so I could see a piece comprised of cracked twirling glass. We pressed our heads against the door. I must admit they were cool to look at. I snapped a picture that no one believed would come out.




Back at their house, we sat and talked more...of foreign adventures.
And current events. And culture. And family. It was a lovely random conversation, and I hated leaving. I realized how much I miss them.

They walked me out to my car and stood in their front yard, both waving at me as I drove away. What a bittersweet feeling in that moment...to see how I am loved by them and saying good-bye.

So today was a long day, but filled with so much life. It was a frabjous day!

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