Summering
The rain returned to Seattle this week so Anabelle and I decided it was time to search for summer elsewhere. Just three months in Seattle and I already feel this yearning for heat and humidity and sweat. We boarded a plane to Oklahoma City this morning and the whole time I was packing my suitcase I just kept thinking about sweaty runs and hot asphalt and lukewarm swimming pools and air too hot to move around. I was excited.
Of course then I walked down the jet bridge at Will Rogers International Airport (Mexico is an international destination) and the wave of jet-fuel fumes and hot air hit me and reminded me there’s a reason people leave this place for cooler climates. Then I had a salty Tecate and a plate of Mexican food and remembered there’s a reason people stay in this place. An hour later I decided not to move for the rest of the day and remembered there’s a reason I had to live in Seattle to lose those last 15 pounds.
Anabelle and I are looking forward to two weeks poolside with some good family time and plenty of sunshine (and running to counter all the Mexican food and Mexican beverages). Henric will be holding down the fort in Seattle. I decided it was time to take my career as a Trophy Wife to the next level – in Mad Men the wives always leave the city and their men in the summer for some beach house with their parents. Calling our trailer at the Cranfield Family Reunion at Lake Texoma a beach house might be a stretch but The Feminine Mystique has brought us a long way over the last 50 years.
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That beer looks deeeeelicious. Happy holidaying with the family!