Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Whew. My Idea of a Perfect Morning.

I got in late last night, after a series of very late nights. I had slid back into the vampire hours of a performer, doing things like burning sage and singing up the sun before hauling the blackout curtains of the hotel room over and collapsing. I dragged into Sky Harbor at about 11:30, hopped a shuttle home and putzed around until about 2 a.m. or so.

This morning at dawn Chico, the rescue burro began his calls for room service. I stumbled out of bed, into the kitchen, started a pot of coffee and went out to the barn. The chorus of nickers and neighs was joyous and musical. I got all the hay tossed and the goodies measured out and forked out the nightsoil.

By the time all of that was done, it was time for a cup of coffee. Then the dogs are fed. Then more coffee.

In about six more minutes or so, (9:30 a.m.) I think I'll take me a nap.

I love being home.


Anonymous Stephen said...

welcome home

9:31 AM  
Anonymous tata said...

You've been gone forever!

Welcome home!

11:50 AM  
Blogger Sherry said...

hooray, you're back.

2:44 PM  
Blogger Phydeaux Speaks said...

Welcome home - I hope the shows went well!

4:54 PM  
Blogger Boxer rebel said...

welcome back

5:38 PM  
Blogger litbrit said...

I think we can all relate to that lovely feeling of being, once again, within your own walls after a journey away; making coffee the way you like it (with the good Kona beans and nice hot milk as opposed to the hotel battery acid and powdered creamer, unless of course you've been really prepared and taken coffee-making stuff with you); your own soaps and non-scratchy towels and gorgeous bed and heavenly pillows.

Even the nicest hotels aren't home--aren't meant to be home, no matter what they say in their misty water-colored brochures--because here is the thing: we set up our homes the way we like them out of love for our families and critters and selves, not because we're aiming to appeal to some demographic and coax them to hand over their money. Such is the nature of true comfort and joy, really. Surrounding ourselves with love in its various embodiments.

Who wouldn't be grateful to return to all that?

So glad you're home safely, MB. I bet you'll be cooking again soon. :)

9:43 PM  
Blogger pissed off patricia said...

Whoever first said there's no place like home had it right. Your morning chores include your fur and feather buddies, that sounds great to me. I love the contentment of knowing everyone has been fed in the morning, even the little stray cat who has won Fred the Cat's heart.

4:00 AM  
Anonymous Constant Comment said...

As someone who is dragged out of bed every morning by four animals, I can relate...but I am honored and blessed to have the responsibility of caring for them.
It's always good to be back home!


6:42 AM  
Anonymous amish451 said...

Nobody says "... get your lazy ass out of bed .." with so much authority as any burro, anywhere ...
"... aren't meant to be home....
Home always feels right, smells right .. a barn full with livestock always smells right ....
Welcome Home MB ...

7:05 AM  
Blogger Missouri Mule said...

Hot damn, your home!

BTW, if that's your your idea of a perfect morning, then I all my morning are perfect too!

Now give me the goods on the part of your trip I really wanna hear about.
You know, the sexual escapades.

10:36 AM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

it is my idea of a perfect morning, i can look at a big old forkload of straw'n'poop, fling it to the proper pile and say to myself "finally, a job that i'm qualified to do."

this particular trip was very low on the sexual escapade meter. although my dear friend april showed up for the l.a. and palm springs shows (and the nights and mornings in between). to say more, to give details however, would be a violation of the code of the west and will not be done by me.

10:43 AM  
Blogger Vox Populi said...

I'm J e A l O u S !!!

Sounds wonderful.

11:28 AM  
Blogger BadTux said...

Welcome back! Just got home myself, after some time on the road (with a miserable cold for most of the time, no less, sigh), and can definitely sympathize. Hope you had a nice nap!

5:35 PM  

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