Ugg. I've just arrived back home in Portland after leaving Austin, Texas, early this morning. Repacking, washing, organizing to be gone for a week. Tomorrow morning I'm jetting east to Boston where I'll rent a car from Thrifty (supposed to be either a Ford Focus or Dodge Caliber) and drive three hours west to the Albany, New York, area. It will be my very first time by myself dealing with toll roads and having to have change for them. Plus, the Boston traffic. I've become such a pussy. I have a tremendous group of friends in that area who have graciously allowed me to invade their world for a week. Lunches, dinners, a grand re-opening at one of Albany's greatest gay bars, a trip to the Miss Albany Diner, and who knows what else. I'm really looking forward to seeing all of The Boys again. Well, most of them are boys. And some....well, I'm not sure.......
LoverBoy is staying home with the pooch. I tell you, this man has taught me a lot in our 13 years together. He does an amazing job of putting others, including me, first. He is gracious, welcoming, and always has a smile. Even when he has a lot going. He tries. I will miss you, LoverBoy. A lot. And immediately upon my return, he'll be having a birthday....his 23rd. Party!
And immediately following that will be Portland's Red Dress Party. Yikes!
And immediately following that will be a visit from one of my new-found buddies from New York State.....Stephen. He's headed here for some sort of cool culinary arts conference.
Whew. I'm tired already and haven't even left town yet.