After taking Maya for a 3 mile and doing a 3 mile of my own (both by 7:30est), I hopped in the car Jeep and rolled to Birmingham murdering countless insects along the way – whether via the windshield for those in my path or for those inside with my screeching as I bellowed along to The Phantom of the Opera.

It was never not my plan to see Codie and Jason, though I had to make Codie sweat for jumping at the proposal more quickly (so what if you’re selling your house and leaving your job?), and I cherish surprising people so I had to mislead Jason a smidge. Let’s not call it a lie, I have to go to church tomorrow.

It was well worth the trip with the windows down and tangling my mop on the haul home – driving is oddly one of my happy places. It was more about me than one might think, there were 4 hours today that were all mine. Of course the hugs were good, too.

We lunched in the land of Bo Bice (because I’m a picky eater) while Codie made friendly with the two cuties working the coffee shop and responsible for serving us the top 1% of java – showing them our respective blogs via WiFi. As always he made me laugh at a volume that bordered obnoxious while painting his memories before us in vibrant verbal colors.

That’ll have to be it for now, while the boys are in Taterville line dancing tonight, I’ll be doing a different kind of dancing. Mary Jac leaves for Germany at the end of the month for 5 weeks and at her request we’re doing a “girls night out” that involves clubs and what will surely be a great deal of sweating. I haven’t been out dancing since the early 90’s, so tonight I’ll be a sight to behold – ala Elaine.

Just in from yet another Maya/3mi haul, I now have twenty minutes to take a shower, get ready, and get my skinny ass to her sin shack.