Snippets of an ordinary life in an extraordinary world
It’s been a long, emotional day. Tonight was my last night as STC Houston president. Thinking back on it, the day came a lot faster than I thought it would! When I got home I took a long shower to wash away the responsibility and make room for something new.
It feels good.
I’m at the SCN Land Full of Stories conference in San Marcos. I had thought about refusing to come–and now I am SO glad I didn’t do that. It’s been another great conference so far. And the keynote by Oregon State University philosophy professor, Kathleen Dean Moore, was amazing. Life altering. And I was able to do some power schmoozing that resulted in at least three fantastic interviews lined up for my podcast. Woohoo!
Too bad my hotel ruined the happy bubble feeling of the conference. It’s really friggin’ hot here. Heat index of 100 degrees this afternoon, and I can’t imagine it’s much less even by now (10 pm). So I check in around 9:30 and am told I should be able to park by my room. NOT. And, of course, my room turns out to be at the ass-end of the hotel. The lighting by the rooms is so dim I have to circle twice to find the room, then a third time to get a parking space about six rooms down. I haul out all my stuff, which includes an iced tea (because, like I mentioned, it’s really friggin’ hot!), and shuffle down to my room. I juggle my bags, prop up my tea on the door jamb, and put my key in the door. The turns green, I push, and nothing happens. I try again. Crap. I put down my stuff, try again, with some weight behind it–still nothing. By now I’m slightly irked. *sarcasm dripping as much as my sweaty brow*
So I angrily shuffle back to my car, load everything up, and decide to walk to the office so I don’t lose my parking space. I make my way to the office to get my key checked. It is so muggy that by the time I get to the office, I feel like my boobs are boiling in their own juices. Yes, it’s that damned hot. The clerk smiles sweetly at me and asks how she can help me.
“I can’t get in my room.” *growl*
“Did the light turn green?”
“Yes,” I reply thinking I’m not an idiot, ya know.
“Oh!” She says, thumping the heel of her hand to her forehead (no joke), “you have to turn the handle UP.”
*blank stare*
I got home the other day to a very puzzled husband. He said, “you got some weird mail today.”
“Oooookaaayyy,” I responded, and went to investigate. Sure enough, I got something … lumpy.
After a closer inspection, I realized it’s a coconut! When Nathan came home and saw something lumpy and brown on our doorstep, he wondered if we’d pissed off the neighborhood teenagers enough to receive prank mail. I had to remind him that my buddy was in Hawaii and had sent along a coconut story of her own. 
Not much is happening around here. A pretty little calico cat, whom Nathan dubbed Spot, has birthed a litter of three kittens in our neighbors flowerbed. They are SO adorable! So tiny! And even though she’s wild, she’s being a good and protective mama. We just have to figure out how to keep her and the babies safe.
Tex met a friend, the neighbor’s yellow lab named Bo. I’m guessing Bo is about 5 or 6 months old, and I’m hoping that Tex can learn some better manners from the mellow little guy. 
And speaking of Tex and manners, his new allergen-free diet seems to make him, well, flatulent. Every once in a while the boy just lets one loose. You really can hear him across the room! He gave me quite the giggle today. This morning I was working at my desk when a particularly loud burst emanated from the pup. It was apparently disturbing to him, as well as me, because he looked back to his butt like “WTF?!”
Or maybe I should say, if you care. 
We’ve set up a blog for our upcoming trip to Britain in October. I’ll be posting periodically about our planning. Then we’ll be posting regularly while we’re on our trip. What?! You thought we’d go on vacation without our digital camera and laptop!? *gasp* Silly you.
Jump on over to the Taylor Travelogue. Or click on the countdown you see on the right.
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