It was my SO's first midsummer with me and I was really excited to celebrate with him. I had found this beautiful, big park to go walk through the woods and have a picnic, make flower crowns, the whole shebang. He had to work, so I went out in the morning on my own for a bit, though I was a little afraid of being interrupted, because there is a group of teenagers who smoke in the woods I was in. They have seen my SO and me walking along the stream (I am so lucky to live in this place! It's not as rural as I would like, but still full of nature.) and offered him a joint, but not me...guess I look too much like a goody-two-shoes.
Which I guess is true. Needless to say, my SO replied with, "smells of potpourri!" before refusing the offer LOL.I never ran into anyone else thank goodness. But I knew the day was going too well.
I got home, and SO's mother called. She wanted to get together. I thought that maybe I could invite her out with us...she really is a nice woman, but I'm still scared enough that I didn't want to say, "No, we have plans tonight." (Which is ridiculously easy, now that I've written it...ugh. Oh well.) She reads tarot (when I first met her, she immediately pulled out her deck when I came over the first time and I could see exactly what she was doing - later I told her how interested I was in it and almost laughed at her shock.) so I kind of assumed before that she was more open about things...but she is also religious and tells my SO that he's being blasphemous often (when I disagree). As much as I love to learn and talk about religion and belief systems, I felt that perhaps this was not the time to have that conversation with her, and we decided to go out with them instead...While we were out, a huge storm came through and there was flash flooding! When we finally were able to get home, (driving through DEEP water, I was so worried the car would keel over) power was out and trees were down. I was very happy for all my candles.
We were going to rain check our celebration for the next day, but then my SO got super sick. I am pretty sure it was from the restaurant he chose...I didn't like the feel of it and didn't eat there. That sounds prissy, but I wasn't miserable afterwards, so I don't mind!Anyway, now it's the evening of the 24th and we are going to do some not-quite-midsummer. Fingers crossed all goes well - I'll just say I turned it into a long weekend festival.
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