One week ago today, I woke up in a bed and breakfast in sticky, sleepy Independence, Missouri. Despite being in town for only 36 hours to assist a colleague with jury selection for a local trial, I nevertheless attempted to explore as much as possible.
What did I find? Not much, apart from a newly-opened coffee house, where the owner greeted me warmly when I stopped in for my morning cup. I heard all about the painting party that went on the night before and how the state senator, out for his usual late-night walk around the square, stopped in to help the owners and their friends paint the sprawling walls and ceilings of the joint a deep, warm shade of red.
I stifled a smirk as the shop's barista, sensing my hesitance in selecting from the menu (an imagined hesitance, as all I wanted was an iced coffee), informed me that they have some "interesting" items on the menu, then proceeded to explain such exotic drinks as latte, mocha and cappuccino.
Driving from Kansas City Airport into Independence with my colleague, George, I noticed a weather-worn pickup sporting a bumper sticker with a Confederate flag and the catchy slogan: "Why apologize for being right?" Other Confederate-minded folks proudly showed off their flags with statements like: "I'd rather be shootin' Yankees" (charming!), "We fought the first war against terrorism," "Save the South!" and "Yankees Go Home!" What a way to feel welcome!
Back in San Francisco, I've opened my home and my heart to my once ex and now current boyfriend, Jason, who (much to my delight) has chosen to spend his summer here, leaving NYC behind until September. Yes, three years apart did little to quash the feelings Jason and I have for one another and so we're officially Giving It Another Shot. Living under one very small roof for three months provides, I think, an indisputible gauge of a couple's patience and tolerance for one another, although my cats' ambivalence toward the arrangement is another matter entirely.
Off to L.A. this weekend to celebrate my sister's newly-minted PhD with family and dear friends--very excited to share in her great accomplishment with some fabulous festivities (and also to enjoy a baby shower for a special friend). But first, and of course, there's the little matter of seeing THE POLICE tomorrow night. With Jason's arrival a few days ago and the impending Sting-Andy-Stewart reunification, I have barely been able to sit still for weeks. Throw in a huge move at my office and my poor ass has all but forgotten how it feels to sink into the splendid caress of a chair.
Good times, my friends. Good times.
Posted by ayelet at June 12, 2007 02:56 PMHi Ayelet!!!
Well, Adam and I traveled to Denver over the weekend, so we are officially the first people we know to see The Police show!!!! (Actually, the truth is, we are going to Spain for two weeks and are going to be out of the country when all three L.A. shows occur.)
The show was fantastic!!! You are going to be in heaven. No fancy lighting or effects, just three amazing musicians doing what they do best! They played all of the classics. Some highlights were "Can't Stand Losing You" and "Driven to Tears." The only criticism we had is that they played the slow, re-make of "Don't Stand So Close to Me", instead of the rockin classic version. Anyway, it was great and I can't wait to hear your review...
I'm so sorry that I'm not going to see you while you are in town. Hope everything is well.