Weekend update...
Yesterday I hooked up with an old friend, Patt. We used to work together when I was temping at a big engineering company. She still works there, but on the side she practices massage therapy (she is a licensced massage therapist). I went by her salon for a massage yesterday afternoon. It was heaven. She has a little room just lit by candles, with a massage table and soothing music. I had a deep-tissue massage with heated vanilla-mint oil. Today I feel better than I have in weeks.
Afterwards we went down to the river in Wethersfield to let her dogs run in the snow and mud for awhile. She has two big dogs, one black and one white, both named Tyson. She's had the black one since puppyhood, and she named him Tyson because he bit her on the ear once when he was just a little pup. Then, awhile later, one of the stylists at the salon was moving away and needed someone to adopt his dog, Tyson (the white one). And why's his name Tyson? Because he bit someone on the ear when he was a pup... So now Patt has both of them: Black Ty and White Ty. She said she's tried to change White Ty's name, but it just doesn't seem to work. Anyway, they run and play along the river like two brothers. And the only ears they're biting these days are each other's.
We ended up at J. Gilbert's, a steakhouse in Glastonbury. We had a decadent, long dinner there and the entire thing was incredibly good. We both had cream-of-mushroom soup, Roma tomato salad, steak, and chocolate souffle. And we got to catch up for hours, which was the best part of all.
Today I am planning to stay home by the fire. Write some letters, clean the house a little, maybe work on a CD or two. We had freezing rain much of the night, and there's a lot of ice on the ground outside. But it seems to be warming up out there now, because the icicles outside my window here are melting fast, dripping like crazy. For more on the weather, check out this storm they had in Michigan last night. I love this girl's writing, I just can't help myself.
Yesterday I hooked up with an old friend, Patt. We used to work together when I was temping at a big engineering company. She still works there, but on the side she practices massage therapy (she is a licensced massage therapist). I went by her salon for a massage yesterday afternoon. It was heaven. She has a little room just lit by candles, with a massage table and soothing music. I had a deep-tissue massage with heated vanilla-mint oil. Today I feel better than I have in weeks.
Afterwards we went down to the river in Wethersfield to let her dogs run in the snow and mud for awhile. She has two big dogs, one black and one white, both named Tyson. She's had the black one since puppyhood, and she named him Tyson because he bit her on the ear once when he was just a little pup. Then, awhile later, one of the stylists at the salon was moving away and needed someone to adopt his dog, Tyson (the white one). And why's his name Tyson? Because he bit someone on the ear when he was a pup... So now Patt has both of them: Black Ty and White Ty. She said she's tried to change White Ty's name, but it just doesn't seem to work. Anyway, they run and play along the river like two brothers. And the only ears they're biting these days are each other's.
We ended up at J. Gilbert's, a steakhouse in Glastonbury. We had a decadent, long dinner there and the entire thing was incredibly good. We both had cream-of-mushroom soup, Roma tomato salad, steak, and chocolate souffle. And we got to catch up for hours, which was the best part of all.
Today I am planning to stay home by the fire. Write some letters, clean the house a little, maybe work on a CD or two. We had freezing rain much of the night, and there's a lot of ice on the ground outside. But it seems to be warming up out there now, because the icicles outside my window here are melting fast, dripping like crazy. For more on the weather, check out this storm they had in Michigan last night. I love this girl's writing, I just can't help myself.
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