delara, interrupted

I have been sans husband (at least in the physical sense) for the past week and a half. As is his annual ritual, Paul has been enjoying a fun week with Dad J in NY and NC, respectively. They spent last weekend close to Buffalo at the state firefighters' drills - a super loud and extremely fun competition kind of event for the volunteer firefighters in NY. And they spent this past week largely golfing - but only after driving back to NC from NY with a bunch of peacocks and guinea hens in their urban assault vehicle, er, SUV. (I'm sure that'a a whole other story.) Much to John's chagrin, Paul has gotten better at his game, apparently.

So, we have some stuff to catch up on, Paul and I, once he gets home tomorrow! Forgive me if I'm a bit incommunicado (as if I haven't been anyway!) for a time while I reconnect with my hubby.

AND THEN... all hell will break loose pretty much next week! The fabulous Markeesha and his lovely assistant Tessera will be in town and there are some schemes and plans in place to have a serious PAH-TAY.

Life is good. Life is very good.