I’ve been gone for a few months. What have I been up to?

I’ve been working, appeasing some angry folks and pissing others off.

I helped behind the scenes for a production of Curtains, a musical theater junkies know as The One That Won David Hyde Pierce His Tony and no one else has heard of.

I went to a baseball game.

I planted quite a few gardens in my yards. My pumpkins are doing well; my butterfly garden is, well, a mulched area in the back corner of my yard. Two sets of tomato seedlings did not make it. My summer squash came up all warty, like the stuff you put on your dining room table for decoration in the fall. I now have more autumn decorations than any woman needs for a lifetime.

I spent a week on the Florida panhandle, remembering once again why I need a pool and easy access to the Gulf in my life. I touched a tar ball the Coast Guard missed in its overnight clean up. I watched shrimping boats, currently employed by BP, floating on the horizon, stalking the Gulf for signs of oil. I sat on the dock and listened to my uncle lament that he was unable to fish for the first summer in his life. I drank a lot of mullets, read a lot of books, and spent a lot of time ignoring work emails for once.

I broke down and bought a Kindle on Craigslist. As I’m not rolling in expendable income, I have discovered some great free reads, my two favorite being Diary of a Nobody and The Evil Guest. Years ago, I devoured Madame Bovary in a summer afternoon on my parents’ front porch. I’m taking the time to read it slowly now, remembering why it was so magical back then.

I’ve spent some time reacquainting myself with folks I’ve lost touch with for one reason (moves during childhood) or another (grown up life taking over).

I went to one wedding and skipped out on two others.

I cooked some amazing dinners from CSA goodies, some I’d never eaten before in my life.

I’ve Tweeted a lot, Facebooked a bit less, and spent amazing days with my nephews and niece.

And now I’m back to the world of blogging.