this weekend, it was what i needed. the smell of honeysuckle and murky pond water and new leaves and woodsmoke. that sets my world right.
i have a feeling that friday wont be discussed again. and i know that isn't a good thing, but i'm just not going to press the issue. especially because that evening the Stranger got news that his grandad has leukemia and its already in his bones. i didnt want the first time i met his family to be for a funeral. i really hope that it's not.
in happier news the Stranger ended up meeting the family today. I had him stop in braxton on his way back through from the bluegrass state. and i should have known i'd have no worries. he charms everyone. he sat and talked to my parents for over four hours. i'm pretty sure dad all but asked him to take me off their hands. i guess that is a good thing? we've already told mom we'll go out on the boat when we come in for the long weekend. so that should be fun. but i'm glad all went well. it makes staying there all weekend a lot less stressful.
right now i'm sitting in my back yard with the dog watchin the Stranger grill. call me a redneck, but thats the best way to cook meat. i'm weird, i know.
anyway. things are things. i guess i cant ask for much more.
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