On with the Summer...

As I was sitting out on the balcony, in my usual weekend ritual of having coffee and breakfast outside (weather permitting), I couldn't help but think about how lucky I am. Overall, I'm fairly happy--despite or in spite of any issues I am dealing with. I recognize it is a fragile balance and something could happen at any moment to challenge the resolves I have so firmly come to in order to achieve this morning's bliss, but in the moment, I could have cared less.

The week at work was a stressful one for me... and as it will spill into this lovely weekend, I will just take it one moment at a time. I do, very much, love what I do, and I know in this world, that is a fortunate thing.

Indeed, it has been a full week... Tuesday, the Lakers lost the championship is a devastatingly poor performance by all basketball standards. The bright side to that, however, is that they did not break a record in poor performance -- though, they came close. But, I was able to enjoy dinner out with a friend and a nice walk on the Schuylkill, which boosts a very nice trail.

Thursday I attended a performance of "I Never Sang for my Father" in Skippack done by Playcrafters. A friend played Alice in the production and was very, very good... as was the entire cast.

This was also the day I witnessed the most peculiar of sights. I realize it was coincidence and one of those weird ironies you never think of until it occurs, but as I was driving toward King of Prussia for an appointment, a funeral procession was going in the other direction... but what struck me was the ambulance coming up behind them at full speed. And, in my sick sense of humor, could not contain my laughter.

And now, summer is official. People are seemingly aghast and confused as to why I have yet to get to the "Shore." And I have to say, frankly, Shore Traffic is the main reason. A few weeks into the Shore Season and I've already seen the huge impact of Shore Traffic on my already traffic beleaguered residence. For my Michigan friends, imagine the equivalent of traveling "up north" for the one of the major summer holidays and you have what we experience every Friday afternoon as Shore Traffic. I'm not sure how that is supposed to be relaxing, but apparently it's the thing to do.

What I'm finding as the thing to do this weekend, however, is do a little cooking--the weather is perfect for some summertime fare... buy a new blender as the weather is also perfect for a margarita... and do some writing... because there is always a perfect excuse during the week to not.

Mahalo.