Today has been a do-nothing day. I’m pretty jet lagged and I’m loving just snuggling here in bed with my sweet Martini dog. It’s cloudy and chilly outside anyway, so it’s just as well to have a rest day.
I missed my bootcamp this morning, and by the time I decided to get out and walk the trail, I discovered that there was going to be a big rally on the south end of the trail (where I pick it up), so no way I was going to fight the crowd to walk. I’m not very sure-footed today anyway.
Later…
It’s now well after 8PM and I’ve taken two long naps and walked the dog at the park and not much more. I’ve gotten a few sexy messages from my Sweet and Hot Icelandic Pilot (SHIP!).
In one message, he was about to leave Shanghai for his flight to Saudi Arabia. He took a selfie in his uniform (sigh) and in the background was the sofa in his hotel room that I insisted we have sex on several times before we got into bed. His caption was, “Time to leave. I’m going to miss our sofa.”
And then he told me that he spent his last day in Shanghai on that very sofa. I said, “Without me?”. He answered, “It was lonely but worth it.”
Aren’t we sappy?! I LOVE it like that.
I sent him one of the pictures that C took of us on our last wild night. Well, I may have taken a selfie of us - I can’t quite remember, but it is super cute but grainy as it was taken in the dark and smoky jazz club.
[Big, big sigh]
I know I wouldn’t be so sappy if he hadn’t started in on the sweetness. I’m a total sucker for that and I’m very surprised that he is that way, what with the pilot life and all. I’m definitely not complaining, but I’m just wondering how long this could possibly last.
We’re FB friends, so it will be interesting to see each other’s lives in that way. He’s pretty active on FB and I’m VERY active, so we’ll see.
Regarding France, I’m just so heartbroken about the state of the world. What do we do? The only thing I know to do is carry on. We can’t let terrorists win. I remember the feeling of numbness and paralyzation after 9/11, and I never want to feel that way again.
I was shocked to hear of the biggest strike in the concert hall where the Eagles of Death Metal were playing. I was thinking had I been in Paris on Friday night that would have been an option for me. I’ve seen them here in the US and they are such fun in a badass tongue-in-cheek way. What a life-changing event for this band. I heard their merchandise guy was killed.
It’s weird that now when I attend events or go places where there are a lot of people, I’m on the lookout for things that look a bit out of place.Sad that we must be vigilant all that time. But vigilant should not mean scared. Because then those fuckers win. They simply can’t win.
I sent a FB message to my old college sweetheart who lives in the South of France. I asked him if he and his family were all OK, and he said yes and that he’s far away from the action, but that he’ll be going to Paris on Tuesday for a few days and then again in a couple of weeks. Said he’s going to be teaching people how to work better together. Ha… tres apropos.
OK, I’m going to sign off for today.
And yes, [Parliament], I will get into what’s going on with work. Not today, but very soon I will have to address it and I would love your advice as well as others. I just can’t deal with it today/tonight. Too jet lagged and too much enjoying perhaps the laziest, coziest Saturday I’ve ever had.
Night-night. I hope I can sleep later.
XO,
GS
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