Summer nights....

So, it’s Monday… which usually means tennis and my one attempt at exercise for the week, but it was in the 90s today and tennis was canceled for fear that someone, probably myself, would pass out cold from heat exhaustion. Therefore, as it’s my friend Cathy’s one night a week away from her kids, we drank instead. This isn’t exactly the recipe for healthy living, but I obliged knowing that Cathy would be sad if she had to face her unruly girls after a week’s vacation from work and 24 hour a day mommydom.

I find that in the summer I drink a lot more than I do all year long. I’m really not a big drinker at all. This weekend I went to Vermont with my friends Conway and Hilly. We had a very fun, girly bonding weekend which consisted of lots of wine and late nights on the screened in porch. That coupled with tonight and that makes three of the last four nights that involved alcohol… and too many cigarettes for a gal that doesn’t really smoke. I feel yucky and unhealthy.

Rich, on the contrary, is training for a half marathon and has been running and/or biking every day. Instead of tennis tonight he went running. I am starting to feel like I need an intervention. It’s just that I tend to hibernate in the winter… I never see my friends from New York and with the cold and snow, never really want to do anything after work besides go home, watch TV, and snuggle with Rich and the pups. So I treasure girly time and reminiscing and connecting with good friends that I typically only see in the summer. Somehow during these times, I always tend to drink and drinking makes me crave smoke… not to mention lots of snacking.

On a positive note, I had a great weekend. I miss my friends from New York a lot. They know me well… better than my friends in Roch. Rochester people are very nice and I really like a lot of them, but they just aren’t my friends that I’ve known forever. On Sunday, when I dropped Conway and Hillary off at the Albany train station, I must have been sad without realizing it. At a rest area, I was walking out and I heard an old man say to another old man… “Let’s get together before something happens to one of us.” I totally started to cry.

Back to Vermont this weekend with Rob, Marian, and baby Cheeks. I’ll see my friend Jenn and her husband too, which will be nice…. I haven’t seen Jenn in over a year! Then no traveling for a few weekends. That will be a nice change!
More soon….