"I went to a place. I'll be back at a time. Signed, People."
That's almost a word for word (to the best of my meager memory) quote of a note Frank left me some time last year. At that time it was a joke. Now it's the truth.
He went to a place. Lake Tahoe. "I threw a snowball when I got here." He went snowboarding. "I fell." "I did a face plant."
He'll be back at a time. First it was "Tues/Wed." Then it was "Wed/Thurs." So I called him tonight (Wed.). "I'm in San Francisco. I'm at an Expendables concert. I have a place to stay."
OK, bearing in mind that I went to L.A. a lot in the late 70s without telling my mother about it, I guess I'm lucky to have these small tidbits of information. Although I know what I did [stalk Barbra Streisand's house, visit her sister's bakery, see James Caan at a mini-mart], which wasn't so bad at all.
I'm glad he's having a good time. I've been able to go hours, almost days, without fretting. That's a good thing.
But next week is my spring break. (The HH has to work.)
And I think I want to break loose. Break out. Break free. (Monday I have dental work. My sympathies to the Matron.) After that, my idea of breaking out is to get a massage.
Do you have any other suggestions for my spring break [out]?
Because I'm not really good at this break thing. Even the work break is looking freaky to me right now.
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Any relatives you want to visit? Of friends you don't see often enough? Or there's always England ;-)
Yes. Grab a friend or a husband if he can and TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE of Spring Break. Drive north up Hwy 1. Stop at Lynns in Cambria for cake and coffee ( The chocolate cake with Rasperry filling and the other with orange something filling are FANTASTIC ..they werelayers on my sisters wedding cake) head further north..drive through Big Sur. Treat yourself to a stay there. Sit in a redwood hot tub. Go to Carmel, wander around...kiss Dirty Harry if you see him....and then drive on home.
I think a trip to Coldwater Creek should be on your adjenda!
Well yeah... New Mexico has lots of fun things to do. Plus we have margaritas.
Go for a nice walk or two. Or three.
Go shopping.
Read a good book.
Take naps.
Visit an excellent bakery.
As of 2 p.m. on Thursday, April 2nd, Frank was stuck in a traffic jam near Gilroy.
(I wonder if he smelled the garlic.)
Pedicure? Take a walking tour? Find a good book and try a new restaurant by yourself? Go on a drive to visit a nearby place you have always meant to visit?
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