Back to impending joy

Every day is another chance to get it right. Perhaps I ate more than I should have and exercised less than I could have, and we all know that it is diet AND exercise that helps you lose weight, but today is a good day to start again.

I’m sitting in Boston airport on my way home from Nantucket and my annual girl’s trip. Four days – the perfect amount of time – and the laughter didn’t even stop at goodbye, I am still chuckling about a few “insights” that came up this weekend.

Every year we arrive with all of our baggage and quickly we peel back the days that have accumulated on us and become the girls we have always been. Right in front of me are two women decorated with LGBT for Obama logos all over there tee shirts and carry on bags. They both look identical – almost like a dog and master begin to look alike – frosted hair, purple shirts, Keens, canvas bags – make up even though both are obviously mannish looking – dangle earrings with butch haircuts.

I found my book cover this weekend – Counterfeit Lesbian – for us fauxmosexuals or rather bisexuals who everyone tries to pigeonhole into gay or straight because they can’t imagine ambiguity.

I’ve laughed so hard this trip that I am numb with endorphins. I could wax eloquently about the bleached light or wet wet water that held us in its thrall, but remember what happens on Nantucket, stays in Nantucket (on a small piece of paper stored in a vault). Shhhhhh.

2 Responses to “Back to impending joy”

  1. Mudd Says:

    “fauxmosexuals” = hadn’t heard that before — good one!

    No fair not telling us about the “shhhhhh” part of the trip. Now I need to find that vault…

    (glad you had fun)

  2. Rachel Says:

    Hey it’s a Nantucket thing – so much gets exposed (ha – it’s all just ridiculous laugh out loud girl stuff that seems to bubble up like magic with these gals and that place) – it’s everything you know Mudd but forgot to laugh about.

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