Hello Bloggers and Bloggetts,
Yes, I am back but not fully awake. I am still trying to catch up with time and can't seem to get back into work gear even with my writing. I feel like my brain stutters when I try to write something down. Weird, huh? I need to flex my muscles and kick off this writers' block. That's what I hate the most about vacations, you take them then there's the side effects of aging when you go back to reality. I need to stop spinning around in my tu tu pretending to be relaxed, since I got back i've been really tensed not wanting to face my 9-5 schedule or better yet 5:30a.m til 5pm. Yes, I wake up way too early.
First off there is no need for me to be moody not when I was greeted by a beautiful apartment all painted when I made it home and my kitchen is now a tangy orange color which put a smile on my face. I unpacked everything, finally, after two months of feeling homeless. I will get some pictures posted soon for you all to see my progress. Thank God Mr. Painter is out the way, my landlord told me he won't be coming back and that he is completely done with my place. I felt like he was an unwanted roommate I had to face all the time in my apartment. He took forever to finish the walls as if he didn't want to leave.
As for my Cali vacation, let's just say I ate a little too much and didn't sleep enough. I rented a car as soon as I got to Burbank Airport and did a lot of driving. I don't miss driving, i've been spoiled with the NY trains and buses. I had a great time with family and friends. I made it to L.A. Zoo without getting lost and visiting the Aquarium in Long Beach was fun, most of all shopping for my new apartment got me too excited. One store I particularly fell in love with was Wes Elm in Santa Monica and I lost my mind at Pier1 and Crate & Barrel. We do have those stores in NY but it seems more thrilling and adventurous when you're away from home.
By the time I packed my suitcase to leave, it was too stuffed so I had to ship a box to NY with all the extra stuff I bought. Everything got so expensive in Cali and too trendy, well the food of course wasn't costly but shopping for clothes, shoes or houseware items was an excursion. I got to eat at all the spots I had listed except for Tony Romas...now I'm dieing for some ribs, lol. Oh well.
I had my first housewarming last Sunday in my new apartment, it turned out great and my guests were impressed with the menu and the place. I did cook a little too much food but overall everyone was well-fed from chicken wings to turkey meatball, mac n' cheese, well the list goes on and on. I can't wait to have my next housewarming in September, I plan to have one at least once a month then take a break in November and December. I love to entertain friends and family, life is too short to sit and mop...and I figured it was the best solution to my vacation blues.
I am back in poetry mode so here's one hot off the press:
His footsteps play like keyboards on the tiles
As he approaches the bed
I keep my eyes closed
Pretending to be asleep
His cologne is a caress of great versatility
Sexing my mental agility
His casual gesture is one finger which travels lazily
Down the center of my back and the warmness of his touch
Christens my buttocks and lower lips tick tocks a moon rise
Yet I remain still on my belly
Loving the way he cautiously disentangles romance
Motivating my senses while he lingers an alert on my spine
“We’re going on a field trip,” he whispers in my ear
I turn around slowly
His gray eyes paralyze the air
And Mother Earth know this encounter too well
His tongue spins around inside me like a ceiling fan
Awakening a preview outside the windows
Under the midnight skies special attention is paid to the fall season
creamsicle hues profess the wonderfulness of changed weather
it makes sense to confess joy with bits of moans
©8/2006 C. Delaleu
Lyrics, poetry and art all meshed together