Ah, I so loved imagining the birthday festivities in Brighton! I could see that trudge up the hill, remembering all the good times at BettyHill's. And thanks BettyHill for the inspiration. It's sent me thinking about how I want to celebrate mine in a couple of weeks. It's one of those double digit birthdays and life's been so chaotic, including last week's sudden onset of bacterial pneumonia, that the very thought of celebrating is a lift. I wonder if we could get folks to write about their ideas for perfect trailer birthdays. Now if I could zoom all of you over here for a birthday feast and cook-out, that would be swell. This time last year I was in agony with my newly herniated disks but still managed to have a great time. This year needs something different, more proactively created by me I think.
In the meantime I'm dithering among: just getting out of town and taking a road trip somewhere, anywhere, maybe the Grand Canyon, maybe Utah and its red canyon wonders...; or a more sedate and possibly easier on the back and lungs day out at the spa followed by a late evening SpiderMan viewing; or borrowing someone's transporter and going to some fun fair, Disney,Epcot, some kind of totally escapist place with rides and screams and lots of make believe; or jumping on a plane to NY and just enjoying a day of city sensations and fantastic art and architecture; or doing something I've never done like spending a weekend in a local casino resort, having hot stone massages and food and seeing how far $100 could go; or ....
slipped into remembrance of a hysterically failed yet fabulous birthday trip with a friend - in which we ruined a pot of lovely shrooms by boiling them to death on my camp stove and had this 'cabin' from hell where our chief mission became to find the secret hiding place of the horrible fake apple scent thing that kept blasting us and finally at 11pm blasted us right into town to a hotel room where we then awoke to the yearly bug spraying outside our room! Riotous in retrospect and we even managed to survive in good humor, but this year something more 'certain' to be unadulterated fun is needed. A week or so ago I would have thought a road trip alone would have been perfect, but this pneumonia experience has left me weak and yearning for companionship and some joint reverie. hmmmmmm - what will it be?
