I know we did something yesterday…went somewhere…did something…oh yeah, we had a great day, which included great Mexican food at Miguel’s (and the wonderful Brigantine Margarita) and then the evening culminated with seeing The Celtic Women, a group of Irish vocalists who have kind of swept America by storm. This is not particularly my favorite kind of music, but sitting on the seat we had, with the Bay breeze blowing on our back, it somehow worked for me.
When getting to know someone, it could go either way whether you look at things through similar eyes, or are vastly different. The concert being a case in point. Irish singers may be all the rage in Ireland, but what they seemed to lack is a little stage presence. They all came out in beautiful gowns, with their little hip swishing thing they had going on, but they didn’t move their arms—they just sort of kept them by their side as they swooshed and swayed. Now, I had this whole thing already going on in my head when we came out, and she said something about their arms, then we ended up doing imitations of each of the women, then the violinist, and then, of course, it was all over and we couldn’t stop laughing…
After a lovely walk along the Bay front and a little trip down the slide, we headed home to a house with no electricity. A scheduled outage had started and we were in the dark, without fans, or lights, in the humid heat. I was fine…I survived the second hottest July San Diego has ever had and all while having massive hormonal fluctuations and having quit smoking six days ago…miracle may be too strong a word, but somehow, I think it’s appropriate.
The world is born when two people kiss.
~ Octavio Paz
Published on: Jul 29, 2006
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