We spent 24 hours in utopia this weekend. As if seeing the eagle wasn't the best way to finish off the summer I got to see the bear yesterday! And by the bear I mean one of the bears that people who are close to the woods get to see all of the time, but I don't because of my fortunate location in a relatively bear free (except for that one time when bear bait totally offered me up as dessert) spot. I am not complaining. I got to see this one from the safety of my vehicle, which can be used in a jam both as a weapon and as an escape against bear attacks. The bear, which I think was one of the baby bears, was on the road digging through someone's trash can, much the way deedee the slut, my freshman year college roommate, used to dig through my clothes, by tossing anything that was not of interest over her shoulder and reaching into the bin for more. Have I ever mentioned the time I walked into my dorm room to see deedee doing just that? Let's just say it's not something endearing which makes a girl want to get matching tattoos, which deedee thought was a brilliant idea but luckily I have the jew card in my hand, so I eased my way out of that one. Whew.
Back to the bear. As if seeing a bear on the road (and not in my bushes) wasn't fabulous enough, I also got to have a nice swim with the sentry, and privately (everyone else was fast asleep) enjoy a morning thunderstorm from the covered screened in porch. (Well, until the blowing started, this storm was a windy one)
Sometimes the universe is on my side, as it was this weekend with the bear and the storm and also the warm weather which afforded me the bravery of jumping into the lake even though it's starting to lose some major warmth by this time of year.
Something for sure is going on with me. I think it might be Lyme's. It would not be a surprise for me to have it considering the amount of time I spend in the woods. One time over the summer I thought I was feeling a tick on my butt. Not having anyone to ask about it, (the husband is half blind) I pulled it off myself and then immediately lost it in a stream of water and never even saw what it was, but I can tell you that it was tiny and hard and stuck to my butt. What else could it be? The reason I think I have lyme is because 1. I am dead tired these days. I could easily take a two hour nap every day if not for reason 2. every joint in my entire body feeling like it's bone on bone. Normally my knees are my one and only complaint but right now my knees are on fire, my hips ache, as do my shoulders and my neck feels like I have been whiplashed or something. I even feel like my ribs hurt. I want to pull the blankets over my head and cry. Tomorrow I am seeing the gyno for my yearly and I know he'll order up that test for me if I ask him and I intend to ask.
The other person I am seeing tomorrow (probably) is Matt. I absolutely hate it that he lives so far away and never sees me. That sort of thing should be illegal. Really. I didn't give up my own life when he was born just to be abandoned! Isn't this the time when parents and children start to become friends? My friend lives 2.5 hours away. This sucks. I Fing hate it.