My birthday isn’t for another few months. July 24th, if you were curious. I’ve had parties, dinners, gatherings at the house, but this year we are going for different. Why ? Because we don’t have AC and I will need the fucking breeze.

Instead of having the party at my house, I want to go on a dinner cruise.  My BIL will be back from his trip, and I will have had 1 solid month home from school. Lex’s kids are going to be dispersed throughout the country with relatives, and she can dump Monkey off with a neighbor. I love Monkey, I really do. She’s restored my faith in children, but there are no kids on this trip. And I am giving notice to all now, because it is a little pricey - 68 per person. But just consider that my b-day present and come along!

D and I went on a dinner cruise while we were in Florida. It was hot, but I remember hearing the ospreys and the birds screaching in the night air. And there were fireworks for some reason. It felt lovely, meandering on a lazy river, surrounded by strangers who wanted the same thing as we did - to stop for an evening and take stock of what’s really important ——— life preservers.

Yes, I know, I will be on open water. I think it will be okay. As soon as it feels like we are getting to where I know I have NO chance of swimming to shore, either because of Jaws,  a rabies infected Shamu or just because I’m not young and I can’t swim as far as I used to …well then I get nervous. So rivers are mostly okay. If I am in a big boat.

Kayaking - hell no.

Dinner cruise - why yes, that would be lovely.

And that’s enough rambling for one day.