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May 19, 2008 I thought I was tired on Friday 
Then I went to Halifax for the weekend (technically, a small town to the south of Halifax, which I do not stand by because my geography and sense of direction are lousy, so if someone comes by and corrects me I will not be a bit offended. I did see the ocean, though, so I'm quite sure I was on the east coast). You wouldn't think sitting around chatting in a cozy living-room with a fireplace while the rain does its level best to keep you all indoors, and the occasional transplant to a small local restaurant to chat over food instead of tea, would be all that tiring. You'd even think it might be kind of relaxing--no children around to make demands, no one to share the lovely comfortable beds or drag us out of them before we were ready, no need to cook or clean dishes or rooms or do anything but sit, really, and eat. I can't remember being this tired. I blame it on the prints in the bed-and-breakfast. Each chair, each sofa, a different print from the wallpaper, which in turn contrasted with the quilts, drapes, pillows, throws, tablecloths. It was an effective caffeine substitute. I would love to tell you more, but the boss is not giving me any blogging time today. Maybe later. Short version: It was fun, I'm glad I went, Mad Bea Bon Niobe Hanna Kate Thordora and Cin are all as lovely in person as they are on their blogs, yes I really am too lazy to link to them right now but I somehow doubt I have to for most of you, and I've been told that I need to make Frances a card. Right now. Posted by Andrea at May 19, 2008 8:38 AM under Friends and Others EMAIL this entry (comments fields are below this section) Comments It was a treat to meet you Andrea. I just wish we'd had more time for one-on-one. Next time. Maybe even next time I'm in Ontario although I'm not quite sure when that'll be. Posted by: Mad at May 19, 2008 7:56 PM
I don't really understand the meeting of bloggers...I'm seeing you meet up here and meet up there...maybe it's just my lack of social skills but it's all very peculiar to me. I'll come back to see how it went. Posted by: woman in a window at May 19, 2008 8:06 PM
I'm glad you had a great time! Posted by: Liz at May 19, 2008 10:04 PM
My house has never seemed so uncluttered to me - long vistas of restful colour and shockingly few floral patterns. We missed you on Sunday - wish you could have stayed! Posted by: bea at May 20, 2008 10:14 AM
it was a treat indeed, all the florals aside. i think...just as an aside to Woman in a Window...it's partly curiosity, knowing so much about people from their writing and wondering about the rest, what translates to in-person communications...but also a genuine intimacy created by knowing so much beforehand that you get to skip a lot of the awkward chitchat of "getting to know you" and can get right to interesting conversations. for me, at least, that's why. :) Posted by: Bon at May 20, 2008 11:18 AM
I missed you on Sunday too, but it was great to have you there at all. And if your quick and full laugh is anything to go by, it seems like you've got a good handle on happiness. Posted by: cinnamon gurl at May 20, 2008 2:57 PM
Thank you, Sin--that's very sweet. :) Woman in the Window, I'd add to Bon that oftentimes a lot of hte awkwardness of potentially negative revelations are out of the way too. I didn't particularly have to worry about anyone finding it unacceptable to chat with a wiccan, for example. Bea, I wish I could have stayed too. That's ok. Next time. And Mad, I hope so! Posted by: Andrea
Do you hear that crackling? It's my head bursting into flame from all the envy. Posted by: NotSoSage at May 21, 2008 9:27 AM
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