A collection of short stories, some fluff and mush, some heart rending, about love, life, friends and family, the importance of humour, and everything in between. All starring our men. Enjoy ....
Apologies in advance for the gushiness ... if you don't like gushiness, ya'll know what to do ....
And, sorry if the pics are too big. Don't know how they'll turn out till I post them, so ....
OK peeps, where to begin.
This might be a long one, not that much happened per say, but it was an overwhelmingly emotional trip for me. Bear with me, it might be a bumpy ride ...
My son Rowan came with me, not that he needed much persuading this time. He'd been going through some stuff, work, finances, you know how the world works, and he finally admitted he needed the break. So I told him, told him, as parents are apt to do when persuading and cajoling fails, that he would be coming to the workshop with me, and he actually said yes. So ....
We flew with Virgin Atlantic, I like them, as you read in the Atlanta w/s write up. Just lovely boys and girls, so friendly and down to earth. Decent food, but the same as I had a few weeks ago. A bit of slightly rough turbulence, but I didn't mind it. Though he insisted he wasn't scared, Rowan looked at me like I'd lost my mind, because I was laughing almost maniacally like I was on a roller coaster at Disneyland. I obviously think the prospect of plummeting to my death in the back of an airplane is somewhat amusing ! Something is wrong with you, he told me deadly seriously ...
We were met at the airport by our long time friends, Zack is Rowan's best friend, they went to school together, and they have remained so. Gabby, his mom, is the sweetest woman in the world. You've probs seen pics of their home in the Alta Dena hills, with the trees and the pool, and I'll put some here too, but to see it in real time is another thing altogether. Just stunning ...
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Sunday morning arrived, and an amazing breakfast with it. We were to find out that Gabby loved being the hostess with the mostest. Butterflies started when we got into the uber, and especially when we arrived at the studio. I had told Rowan I expected nothing from him, just to enjoy the experience. He didn't have to like it, or them, but to just absorb the experience, which he has always done, and is very good at. And it started already ...
