Canines and Cars and Air Mattresses, Oh My!

DC in the Fall is a weird place. Aw hell, let's face it - DC any time of year is a weird place. I think the Fall is weirdest. It's not really cold like winter-cold, but everyone's bundled up like it's mid-February. The trees have no leaves left, but there are still some flowers. Over Thanksgiving the students have gone home, but immaturity still abounds in the form of the government.

I digress... we went, we saw, we fraternized with the family. My family. My boyfriend and my family. 4 days of it. 5 nights of sleeping on an air mattress with the tossy-turny-snoring-furnace I love so much. I'm amazed I'm still living. Oh, I forgot someone - my family, my boyfriend and MY DOG. Yes, Duke is a roadtripper. He was a champ.

We saw Kristie (which is good medicine for all that ails me), we ate dinner at my favorite restaurant w/the afore mentioned medicine (who is gorgeous, BTW), we hit golf balls, we ate lots of things in quantities that could kill a man, we hung out with my little brother who is turning into a man more and more every day. Good trip, long trip, exhausting trip.

I had a therapy appointment yesterday. I think it was good. She said the "D" word. It was hard to hear a professional say the "D" word when you've only uttered it in frightened, hushed tones to those closest to you. Hard to hear and strangely affirmative. Maybe now that someone else has named it I can get rid of this mess.