Another pre-trip fun and exciting moment.

[Crabracer]

Sunday afternoon

It's just starting to snow here. All last night and this morning, it's been raining. Places north and west got the heavy stuff already. The infamous "they" said to expect 2-4 inches. Three week-ends, three storms. Ahhhhhh. New England.
However, in spite of the arriving inconvenience, here in the computer room, set up on two tables, are our trusted, tried and true traveling companions. AKA the bags. An uplifting and wondrous sight. No impending snow storm, hurricane, tidal wave or any other natural disaster, will stand in my way of beginning to beam. From deep within, the tiny light at the end of the tunnel, is, even now, moving closer and closer to exploding into a beautiful bright flash of "It's here day". Then the giggling and happiness will be dripping from our lips.
But for the time being, as I am typing, I occasionally reach out and touch my friend that carries the load for us, and gently caress the zipper, back and forth, with my fingers. My hands tremble as I move down from the hard plastic closer to the soft silk like feel of the lining. For now, it is enough to sustain my patience and guide me through the oncoming 45 days. " Storm? Storm"? I don't mind a bit.

[Mzambo]

Sunday afternoon

It's just starting to snow here. All last night and this morning, it's been raining. Places north and west got the heavy stuff already. The infamous "they" said to expect 2-4 inches. Three week-ends, three storms. Ahhhhhh. New England.
However, in spite of the arriving inconvenience, here in the computer room, set up on two tables, are our trusted, tried and true traveling companions. AKA the bags. An uplifting and wondrous sight. No impending snow storm, hurricane, tidal wave or any other natural disaster, will stand in my way of beginning to beam. From deep within, the tiny light at the end of the tunnel, is, even now, moving closer and closer to exploding into a beautiful bright flash of "It's here day". Then the giggling and happiness will be dripping from our lips.
But for the time being, as I am typing, I occasionally reach out and touch my friend that carries the load for us, and gently caress the zipper, back and forth, with my fingers. My hands tremble as I move down from the hard plastic closer to the soft silk like feel of the lining. For now, it is enough to sustain my patience and guide me through the oncoming 45 days. " Storm? Storm"? I don't mind a bit.

Ahhh Richie,

You can always take me with you with your words. Pulling out the suitcases this weekend. 47 days for us. First time back in 3 yrs and first time back to CN since 07.....Made our final payment today so doing the paid off dance! We overlap Diane and Eric by one day will see Nat and Steve as well. We will miss you, but will toast one or two, or a few to you and Syl!


We are expecting to get slammed with snow tomorrow night, so another one is heading your way..

Oh well Jamaica soon come.

Marie

CN 06, 07
CSS 08, 10
CN April, 2013

[matbon]

we are from maine .seams like its been snowing for days.we have 45 days from today. us and 10 others are heading to csa.

[madtown mom]

Love it. The middle reads like soft core vacation porn
i'm so happy for you both to be getting back so soon. Please tell the island hi and that I miss her

[Crabracer]

I just thought that I should mention that not everything I write about has actually happened. Or sometimes, there's a kernel of truth that I then puff up to another level.
And for the record, I never really rubbed the zipper with my fingers. It was more a winsome stare.

Richie