A brief recap of the last 2 plus weeks:
Mexico was simply grand; hot and humid, but ever-so-wonderful. The resort was a paradise. Scub
a diving could not have been any better for us and Ethan fell in love with beach volleyball. I met a man, with whom I discussed literature, travel and the socioeconomic status of minorities in Tennessee (where he lives) as a result of ethnicity, segregation and concentrated poverty. We exchanged phone numbers and will see. <smile>
High Sierra Music Festival was AMAZING; there were so many phenomenal bands, the company was incredible, the pizza (which is primarily what I ate) was deelish. I also danced my ass off, which, looking back, is somewhat embarrassing, but I *literally* cannot stop my body. Exhausted, I would hobble after sets, but if music started up again, the groove took control. It’s surely a curse of some kind.
I made it back to civilization after eating the best BLT in Sierraville, getting a chocolate chip cookie the size of Houston and semi-caravanning with Victoria until Donner Summit. Boy-child was gone, Girl-child was gone until later that afternoon, so I cleaned out Lizzie and dreamt of food. In Mexico, it was there for the taking. At HSMF, it was available for purchase. At home, there was little to nothing.
I picked up Mags that afternoon in Lizzie and we headed to a restaurant – which was closed. So we headed to another, which was also closed. Apparently, the 4th of July is some sort of holiday in this country and there are no sit-down restaurants open for business in the Greater Placerville area. Humph. So we headed to the store to purchase a frozen pizza and some salad. Later that night I tweaked my back, which was no cause for concern as this happens often. A night of sleep will make everything better and my
goodness, did that bed feel good. The next morning, however, after looking fine and fashionable, I was brushing my teeth when my back froze to the point where I could not move
Hence, the last 2 days have been spent in bed – moving a bit, but definitely no dancing. Last night dinner and medicine was brought to me, as I sat in bed, by Brian and Lindsay, Sophia and Scott. Today, after my supervisor gave me a ride to the doctor’s office, the doctor prescribed anti-inflammatory, muscle relaxers and pain killers. She also told me to take it easy for a week. Therefore, I am thinking a trip to SLO for the Hips on Saturday is not a wise idea, but I’ll see how I’m feeling tomorrow. Above all, I must remember Calpine.
Pictures: The kids in Playa before our first SCUBA dive; Grandstand Stage at HSMF – pre-CRB
tribeoftrio.com 