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Hurricane Earl, London Fog with Blue Eyes, and Labor Day Weekend

Ok, so this hurricane has me spooked. The biggest, meanest storm in 20 years is headed for my girl. Fortunately, my girl is on an away trip with the soccer team that's taking her inland a bit, which makes me feel moderately better about things but not completely at ease. These storms are tricky, and fickle by nature. I don't trust 'em for a minute.

JL and I finally took time to have lunch together today, to catch up on life, and to just relax in the midst of the chaos that characterizes our workplace. It was lovely. A vaca in the middle of a work day. And we decided we needed to bring additional fortification back with us in the form of London Fogs. Umm. Very very good choice and a great source of calcium for those of us who need it. Ahem.

A long weekend awaits just hours from now, and I for one cannot wait. The frenzy of the summer, the emotions of the fall, all have caught up with this girl and I'm done. Put a fork in me, I'm medium rare.

Looking forward to time in the garden, dinners on the patio, beach reading, maybe a jog if this damned head cold loosens up a bit, and mostly, just time that's not filled with something...for a few days.

Enjoy your time away, friends!
Stevie the wannabe beach bum

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