Last night I turned to Serge after I had been humming a bit and said, "It takes about a half a martini before I start to sing." He responded, "I know, it's annoying." This charmed me so I said, "It's also about that time I want to come over and give you a hug and pet you." He replied, "I know, and it's REALLY annoying."
Of course I had been haunting the Quitnet just before that. I love that there's a support group for this on the net. There was a thread about what addictions have replaced smoking and mine are Tootsie pops (though I'm down to two a day from 6) and long long walks and my daily meditation. It's weird, last summer was all about the bike and this year it's all about the walking. I haven't ridden the bike in 2008. Idiosyncratic comes to mind.
Actually I spent a lot of yesterday on the internet. It kept threatening to rain and we even had a waterspout near us yesterday. Serge said he had never heard of that happening here before. See the story and pic here. It's been stormy for days now, big thundery cloudburst weather. It's supposed to continue through the weekend. We have had more thunderstorms this week than I had in my ENTIRE 35 years of living in Southern California. Clearly I was born in the wrong spot because I think I feel the most alive, the most me, when my eyes are riveted skyward and the lady in the sky is dancing.