Oh lovely weekend in the town of my alma mater. Oh unthinkable 111 degree weather and crazy humidity that leaves a sheen of slick sweat on the tops of your wrists. Mmmmm, $3 Bloody Mary and $1 tofu dog at 1:30 am, riding a cruiser down the tree-lined streets, and $14 for Joy Division Live in Paris vinyl. Yay hiking down to the river, jumping into crystal clear, freezing cold water and then lying out on a hot rock while the hubby and old friend build dams in the rapids. Yay wearing a bikini! Yay going to get french fries and cold beer afterward, and then sitting up on the ridge and watching the sun sink into the endless treetops while so many many golden dragonflies are darting about in-between the trees and in the distance that one begins to understand the origins of fae folklore.

Yay good friend from high school getting out of the Air Force and renting a stunning 4 bedroom house with delicious air conditioning 2 blocks from the university and downtown, cheers for his invitation, and cheers to his open offer for us to come and do it again, anytime we like.