Ohio

I'm back in Ohio where I grew up and came into myself, for a short visit while Jeff is off working somewhere east of here. So far my trip has included mostly forwarding Very Important Emails from my work account to people I work with/for from a touchy dial-up connection while simultaneously having someone who works for/with me read off email addresses on my cell. There have also been some coffees, lunches, and dinners between all that fun, zaniness.

I'm beginning to believe time away from work, coined adorably as a "vacation" is nothing of the kind...it's just more work except that I don't have the confort of sitting behind my big important desk and being able to boss people when I'm feeling slight and insignificant.

Also, for as dry as New York is, Ohio is that much wetter. I was driving to dinner last night to a place right out side of Xenia, which is the site of the famous 1974 Xenia Tornado, a climatic weather event so large and important in Nowheresville, Ohio, it's still thought of as the door-knocking event of the coming Apocolypse to Ohio residents. So as I'm driving to Xenia, the massing thunderheads and rolling blackness of some horrible storm gathering in the west was not providing comfort and I could, quite clearly, see the movie of the week about the returning of Xenia Tornado 2 with me in it, voluntarily driving TOWARDS the impending site of destruction. It was an ironic moment when I was able to mentally step outside myself and think, "what the fuck are you doing?" Still, dinner was awesome with the Aunts.

Left to do on this trip: visit Mom in the cemetary (perhaps guerilla garden a bit with some butterfly bushes or purple-spiked salva), make some Paula Dean Danish Swirls (almond and lemon), cook out with the brothers and family, see if the place where my grandmother goes to have her Marcel curls done has actually heard of eyebrow waxing for a quick clean up on these caterpillars of mine, and potentially meet up with the only blogger in Ohio whose email address I have.