Damn…it’s Friday again! While I absolutely LOVE it when we reach Friday each week, this week is different. This Friday my Babe is here and I want time to stand still. She’s here vacationing with me in Maine, with her 3 yr old daughter, as I’ve said previously. So, I am wanting time to stop and wanting to spend all of my time and energy on her. We’ve had a great time thus far, she’s been here about 9 days already and I am loving every minute of our days and nights.
It’s so different for me to get up in the morning at 5am and creep around the house getting my coffee and feeding the dogs in as quiet a manner possible. I don’t want to wake the baby or disturb my sleeping Sweetheart. I love watching her sleep; studying her face and stroking her hair while she’s off in dreamland somewhere. It’s comforting to me that she’s here. That she’ll be here when I get home from work and that she’s still going to be here for another 13 days. I’m trying not to think about what I am going to feel like when it’s time for her to leave and return to Texas. I know it’s inevitable, and it’s the way it is for us, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. I only accept it.
I haven’t been in a serious relationship for many years now. This relationship with Bones (what I affectionately call my girl) is new and different for me. We’ve been talking and getting to know one another better since just before Christmas last year. So, like 8 months now…and our feelings for one another have just grown stronger and stronger with each call, text and in-person visit we can make happen. This current trip is her 3rd time coming up here to see me and we find more and more that we like about one another. It’s a great feeling.
We had a night out together to play some pool and just spend alone time together. My bestie babysat for us, we put the baby to bed and went out fairly late so it was easy on the sitter. I took her to the old dive bar I used to frequent in my younger days. Wow, has that place’s clientele changed, much younger crowd but it appeared to me the same things were going on…lots of drinking, game playing, and drug distribution. But the atmosphere is basically the same; same old bar decor and same watered down drinks. It was funny to revisit the place and it reminds me of why I gave up hanging there and gave up drinking! Then we checked out Legend’s Billiards for a long 3 games of us whacking the balls around on the pool table. I’m sooo out of practice plus the tables are the 8′ regulation ones. I am used to the 6′ bar tables so it was a lot of green space for me to deal with. She kicked my ass. But I had a super good time watching her do it; her ass in those sexy jeans was quite intoxicating. Yeah, that. 🙂
My voice still isn’t back. I saw a speech therapist on Thursday. Looks like I am going to be quite some time like this. My vocal cords are damaged and not working properly. There could be a few explanations. I smoke, so there’s that. Reflux is their best guess at what’s caused the damage mostly. Atmospheric pollutants – like the exhaust att he truck stop could be contributing as well. I started taking Nexium as they recommended. I’m not supposed to whisper or yell – both are bad for your vocal cords. Voice rest as much as possible, Nexium, loads of water intake are basically what I have to concentrate on. I have to do follow up appointments with the therapist for a while. Hopefully, I can regain some of my old voice at some point. It’s super aggravating.
Monday, August 6, 2018:
Summer in Maine this year has been really great. The weather has been sunny, hot and humid. Just like summer should be. It’s been a banner year for my vegetable garden, with me being able to harvest produce about every other day for the last 3 weeks. I’ve got ample supplies of blueberries and herbs like basil, thyme, rosemary, 2 types of oregano, cilantro and lavender. I have harvested yellow summer squash, the over-abundant zucchini, awesome Straight 8 cukes, bell peppers, jalapeno peppers, and – of course – tomatoes! Yep, the garden goddess has been good to me this season!
The marijuana plants I purchased as clones from a known mother strain are doing amply well. I am so surprised that for a first time try on growing this slightly picky weed that I’ve managed to not only keep it alive but have been able to get it to THRIVE in my well fertilized Maine soil. I’m looking forward to going through the bud process soon and harvesting it. It should be a good quality weed and I should get quite an abundance of nice sized buds. I’ve been studying up on High Times as to ways of harvesting and curing the plant and buds. There is no “one-way” to do this, so I am allowed to choose how and when to harvest and finish off the product. I am hoping to learn how to make some decent potency edibles. I believe that edibles have a better shelf life and are easier to consume in my opinion. It was mentioned that edibles have a better acceptance as well, that people sometimes resist at the thought of “smoking” this wonderful herb, but eating it to gain the benefits seems to be more acceptable mainstream. Not sure if that is true, but it sure sounds like it could be!
I backed off in a MAJOR way watching the news and events of my country. My daily news intake was pretty high there for a long time. Right now I am distracted from this barrage of negativity by the presence of my girl and her daughter visiting, but I see that this is a huge benefit to my sanity and a major stress reducer. It’s important to me to know and understand what is happening with the horrible Trump regime, but I was definitely watching too much and over thinking the situation. I have some strong views of what I believe is happening to our country. From what Trump is doing himself, to what is happening that I believe is partly happening BECAUSE of him and his hate-filled words. The mass shootings, the bigotry, the racist attacks and killings, police brutality, protests, division of our people and damage being done to our environmental laws and our environment. NONE of it is “good” at all. Our Canadian friends are horrified and upset at the treatment they are getting because of their close relationship to America and I am VERY upset and sorry to them for this as well. They do NOT deserve what Trump is doing or the ramifications of being our closest ally. So, my Canadian friends, remember HE does NOT represent me or most of America’s good citizens. His views are skewed, slanted and hateful. For this, I am truly sorry. One day this will pass and we will rectify all of his ill-thought moves. We will get him out of office or he will die from stress and old age. Remember, Trump is only a man…he is NOT some sort of permanent fixture and he will meet his end eventually. Then we can reverse his stupidity with some extended work and by being kind to the world once again. Most Americans are good, upstanding people with hearts of gold. Trump represents that 24% of America (evidently) that is radically racist, nationalist and hateful – sadly.
Bones and I took a cruise on the MV Challenger out to the famous Isles of Shoals out off of the coast of the Maine/New Hampshire shore. It was a perfect day, sunny with clear skies and out on the water the temperature was perfect for the cruise. We saw the 5 forts that guard the mouth of Portsmouth Harbor, some pre-dating the Revolutionary war and all playing pivotal parts in our nations defense history, from Fort Constitution (at one time Fort William and Mary) to the Fort McClary – named for the first Maine man killed in the Revolutionary War. The forts played roles in the defense of America from foreign sea invasion right up through the second World War and remain in defense stance even today. Portsmouth Naval Shipyard – the oldest continuously working shipyard in America – consumes much of the Maine side of the Piscataqua River shoreline and is quite something to see, from the nuclear submarine overhaul facilities to the old Naval Prison that stand like a haunted castle. The last man executed in Maine was held at that prison. It closed in 1979…I remember when it was still open and in operation during my senior year of high school. You could see it from the high school windows…eerie.
The last 12 days of having my girlfriend here with me and spending most of my time – except for work hours – with her has been terrific. I still have here until the 16th when she will return to Texas which is her home. I am imagining that it will be difficult for me to let her go and that I will be sad on that day. I’m sure I will take a week or two to readjust to being here alone and having her once again 1900 miles from me. I’m only human and it is natural that I will feel this way. I am sure she will feel similarly as she returns to her life and work back there. I’m going to miss waking up with her days, miss having coffee and starting our days together. I’m going to miss the 3 yr old sweetie that she’s raising and teaching about life. That little girl has also stolen my heart with her infectious smiles and hearty giggle. I have gotten up before my girl every day, and some days I have managed to get the baby up and get her day started, allowing Bones to lay to bed a bit longer and relax more in rising to meet the day. It’s been a true pleasure to have them both here in Maine with me. And I look forward to future visits, both with my girl alone and with her daughter.
We try to take things as they come because it’s not an ideal situation that we live so far apart. Long distance love can be challenging and requires work, compromise, and understanding by both parties. We’ve decided together to put the effort into this because our love and desire to have each other in daily life is so strong. Sure, I’ve had other relationships with some great women, but this one takes the proverbial cake for me. This woman is everything I’ve ever needed and wanted in a partner – and more. Our connection is deep and true. I’m loving every minute of loving her and being loved by her. I’m really super glad she reached out to me back in December and we made this awesome connection. It wasn’t anything either of us planned, it just happened and felt so natural for us to be together. I just hope that we continue on this path together and can move through any obstacles the world throws at us because she truly is my piece of heaven on earth.
I hope YOUR day is good, dear reader, and that your summer has been as good as mine. Yes, the summer of 2018 will definitely be fondly remembered and thought about for many years to come as the summer of new relationships and new adventures, as well as a summer of love and affection that cannot be put into words.
Have a super August. And remember, be kind, you never know what anyone you encounter in your day is fighting or going through. So be kind to each other and let the bullshit go.