I ran away from home last Tuesday. Me and 90 of my closest friends took the Amtrak from Sacramento to points north. Many stops along the way but I got off in Eugene, Oregon, where my cousin’s wife was waiting to pick me up and ferry me to their house in Springfield. I’ve been having a blast and am reluctant to return home tomorrow, but I guess I’m still obligated to parent the Villagers until they’re 18 or something so I’ll be on the 5:10 p.m. train for points south.
Kathy & Cheryl have been the best. hostesses. EVER!!! Every minute of every day they’ve waited on me hand and foot. We go to bed when we want, we wake up when we want, we do stuff when we want (or not!) and I’m pretty sure I’ll come out of this with a six pack for abs I’ve been laughing so much so hard! Every night we sit out in the back yard with a drink and just relax while taking in the beauty of Kathy’s flower garden. Once in awhile we’ll see the mama tree swallow leave the fence to forage for her new chicks, and we take turns slaughtering the abundance of flies that flock to the neighbor’s dog shit.
It’s been hotter than hell (I tend to bring bad weather with me wherever I go, lol) but they do a good job of keeping the house cool, considering there’s no central air. Just keep the ice cold Cokes a comin’ and I’ll be just fine. I was hoping to meet their famous friends tonight with a rousing game of Cards Against Humanity, but we forgot it’s a holiday and everyone’s got plans. Oh well, I guess I will have to make a return trip for the company! Instead we’ll continue our IT Crowd marathon (which Cheryl especially enjoys since she’s the IT queen at her job), play some cards, and relax after a fun afternoon spent at the Saturday Market in downtown Eugene.
I don’t cry very much these days, but I think when my train leaves tomorrow I’m going to be a little verklempt. I really love my family. ❤